A/N: And I'm back! New chapter! Last time we saw our heroine and hero, they were checking up on Kimmy.

I do not own Criminal Minds because my secret spy mission into CBS to steal the files failed.

Dream like a Child

"What? Lizzie's dead?" was all Kimberly could say.

"Yes, she was beaten, starved and tortured prior to being stabbed and decapitated by a killer the media is naming the Country Psycho killer. Do you know anyone that hated your co-workers Lizzie and Cathy?" I asked tenderly.

"Well, there are half the singers in the club, Danny Korowitx, Marco Chandler, Sergeant Willie and Marcia Owen." Kimmy answered.

"Ok, Spence, you stay and talk to Kimmy and I'll get background checks on all the men that hated those girls." I dictated.

"OK, and hey! Only JJ calls me Spence!" Spencer whined. With that, I left the room and entered the little kitchen and pulled out my Samsung Galaxy Q.

"Queen of Computers, how may I help you?"

"I need background checks on Danny Korowitx, Marco Chandler, Sergeant Willie Tombact and Marcia Owen, they all hated the singers."

"Well, Danny is clean, Marco was arrested in '08 for a DUI, Sergeant Willie had an honourable discharge from the military, and Marcia Owen has a rap sheet a mile long, assault, assault with a deadly weapon, possession, possession with intent, DUIs, cruelty to animals, and countless other psycho arrests."

"Where was she on November 17 2009 at 4:07 pm?"

"According to airport security, Thunder Bay Ontario-..."

"GAH!" With that I hung up and whipped my phone at a wall. I walked back into the living room and ushered Spencer to come talk to me.

"What did you find that made you so mad?" Kimmy and Spence asked simultaneously.

"Well, Miss Marcia Owen is my top suspect for a cold case from three years ago." I answered.

"What case?" That was Spence.

"I'll tell you later." Was all I could muster.

"Ok, well, Kimberly, you seem to have shed some light on this case, so, I think we'll be going now, good bye." Spencer said, seeing my discomfort.

"Bye Alli, bye Dr. Reid."

After leaving Kimmy's house, we drove back to the precinct, I was deep in thought. When we arrived back to the precinct, I went straight to the conference room and pinned up the picture of Kimmy that here manager had given me. The rest of the team seemed to be completely oblivious and were looking at crime scene photos. 'Oh shit! Another murder!' was all I could think about.

"Alissa, Reid, this is the home of America and China Lichen. China was murdered last night while America was at work. America has agreed to give a statement to the police about what she saw when she got home last night. China, however, had a blue ribbon tied around her wrist post-mortem, so the local PD believes it is a sign of remorse and that the killer knew China personally." Aaron stated.

"Wait, who's that?" JJ asked pointing to the picture I tacked up on the board.

"A potential victim." I lied, shooting a dagger stare at Spence so he wouldn't tell them the truth.

"What's her name?" That was Derek.

"Kimberly Adams." I lied again.

"Age?" David.

"18." That was the truth.

"Have you already talked to her?" Aaron.

"Yes." More of the truth.

"Why the sudden interest?" JJ again.

"She relates back to a 3 year old cold case from back home and I believe I have a suspect in both." I confided, telling only part of the truth.

"Does this suspect have a name?" Derek again.

"Marcia Kaitlin Owen of Spring Hill. She was back in my home the day Kimberly went missing, and she happens to hate the girls that were killed from the bar that Kimberly works at." The truth.

"Did you get Garcia to check her background?" Aaron.

"Yes, she's got possession, possession with intent, assault, assault with a deadly weapon, DUIs, cruelty to animals, and as Garcia put it, countless other psycho arrests."

"Ok, well, we'll get Kimberly to come in and give a state-.." JJ started.

"Not necessary for you Feds to go find me, I'm right here." Kimmy.

"And you might be?" David.

"Kimberly St. Pierre, Nashville PD and singer."

"Wow, you look like Alissa and her sister Taylor..!" Derek.

"Well, that might be 'cause they're my big sisters."

"Wait, what?" Everyone but me and Spence.

"Ye, didn't Alli talk to yous all 'bout my goin' missin? Or did she tell you one of her 'colourful' lies like mama woulda called em?"

"She was just talking about a possible victim named Kimberly, but she told us her last name was Adams." Aaron said, whilst glaring at me.

"Nope, Kimmy Amanda St. Pierre. Junior Homicide detective, and a singer on weekends, just like my sisters, only I guess Alli ain't in Roanoke anymore."

"Nope, but she did tell us that you were abducted from your home 3 years ago, is that correct?" David.

"Ya, I was in the yard playin' with our puppy when poor Lilly ran off and I had to chase her, next thing I know, I'm in Tennessee with a maniac for three years when I finally escape."

"Well, could we talk to you about that maniac?"

AN: I wrote another chapter! Yay! Now, please R&R.