The Bodyguard
Criminal minds fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal minds or it's characters but these story lines and Emma Frost are completely mine
Chapter Three:
Emma yawned, leaning back against the white leather. Spencer sat beside her, a folder in his hand and reading over it for the third or fourth time, Emma stopped counting how many times he flipped back to reread it.
"So what do we have here?" Emma yawned, looking over his shoulder. He didn't move, he even loosened his grip on the thing so she could read it. Hotch, instead, answered.
"An Ohio man was found on the middle of the police station parking lot, the police say he was chopped in half at the waist and his face was… torn off" Hotch took a second to take back his gag reflex, as did everyone else.
"How… how could you tare off a persons face?" Emma asked, stifling a yawn and nodding for Spencer to flip the page. JJ and Emily exchanged a look then looked to the two. All of them notice, the two seemed to be insync like they had known each other since they were born. It was probably because Spencer was the brain and Emma the brawn.
"The report says it looks like fingernail marks on the scalp, literally ripping off the face" Spencer blurted out, flipping when Emma nodded.
"But… Never mind" Emma whispered, looking at the pictures before jumping up in her seat and taking the pictures from the folder.
"No WAY!" She shouted, looking over them frantically before shoving them in Derek's face. "Do you guys know who this copies?" She stated with wide eyes. Everyone seemed to be shaking their heads. Then she turned to Spencer with a pleading look. He looked them over then looked to her.
"Oh gosh, for criminal analysts, you guys don't remember… Well, it was a long time ago but this is the one guy my dad fantasized being like… He never had a name, but he was called Splitterman by the local cops." Emma looked down to the pictures and licked her lips. "It's like looking back into my childhood" She shivered before handing them over.
"What was the …Splitterman's M.O.?" Emily asked, looking to Emma who bit her lip and put her hands together.
"Well, I don't know what that is, but I remember he only killed blond women under 30 and over 25, about the same age his supposed wife died. He went psycho because she was cheating on him, and killed her and did it ever since." She stated. Opening his mouth, Spencer went to tell her that she had given the M.O. but JJ just shook her head and smiled, making Spencer close his mouth and go back to looking at the folder. Emma just shrugged and went back to looking over Spencer's shoulder.
"Then we know we might be dealing with a copy cat." Derek stated, looking to Rossi nodding his head and stroking his beard. The plane didn't seem to go as fast as it needed to because Emma was dosing off on the seat and half on Spencer who didn't even seem to notice. Hotch massaged his brow before leaning back in his chair. 2 in the morning, and they were all tired but when Emma yawned, Spencer would yawn, then JJ, then David, then Emily, then Derek, then Hotch only to make Emma yawn again. He found himself chuckling silently while rubbing his forehead.
"Well, we'll have to wait and see" Hotch yawned, Emma smiling and closing her eyes and dosing off to sleep.
-o-o-
Spencer and Emma stood on the ground where the man had been, his body was taken to the coroner where Rossi and JJ were. Emma looked at the ground with a sigh before looking around with arms crossed. This wasn't her part, so she wasn't as into it as Spencer was. In fact she was eyeing the crowd, trying to see distort faces, anything that seemed irregular. It was a small, thin crowd, but Emma was already picking out a man that seemed suspicious.
He had his mouth covered as he chuckled and continued to chuckle. Furrowing her brow, she tried to walk to him but because she had been in the military, it seemed more like a demanding stride. The man instantly stopped laughing and went pale white. Derek turned around to look at Emma only to follow her. Spencer even let himself glance before turning and gawking at Emma who was a few steps away asked if she could talk with him before he bolted.
"HEY! YOU!" She was off faster than the man and pounced on him as gracefully as a woman like herself could. Spencer winced when the two hit the ground and turned to not watch what would happen. He needed to study the crime scene, as Hotch was.
"She's already pounced on a guy on the first day" Hotch chuckled.
"She's supposed to protect me and catch the bad guys literally" Spencer stated, squatting down and looking at the blood splatters. "There is not enough blood for him to be cut in half here" Spencer Reid scrunched his brow before turning to Emma struggling with the guy and Derek trying to help.
"You're right," Hotch bent down as well and looked at the scratch marched on the ground, "But there is no trail of blood, so possibly having a bag and dumping the body here" Hotch stated. Spencer looked to Emily walking up from the police who were standing at the steps of the police station.
"Yea, they say they drove in for their shift about 10, came out to go on patrol about 10:30, 10:45, and found him laying here" Emily stated, looking to Emma with confusion but let it roll off her. "None of them saw anyone come or go," Emily added. Emma came storming back shooting looks back over her shoulder before walking back with Derek.
"Who was he?"
"The man's brother" Emma scowled, crossing her arms and standing beside Spencer. He stood and looked to her scowling and looking to her feet before looking at him and giving him a half-hearted smile.
"The man's name is Richard Karr, his brother Gerald Karr was laughing because they had a bet when they were little that Richard would die first, and Gerald gets Richard's insurance money" Derek sighed.
"Sadistic bastard" Emma growled. Hotch looked to his phone that was ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hotch… we have a slight problem" Hotch looked to his group looking at the sight or talking quietly to themselves.
"What's the problem?"
"The Coroner… he's dead… he's cut in half on the floor of the lab"