A/N: I do apologize for the lack of updates on this story. I got a little sidetracked on another one. Also, I like this one far too much to post anything that I don't thoroughly enjoy myself.

"We're not discussing an on-going investigation with you." Hotch was shaking his head in absolute disbelief of the notion. "We don't even know who or… what you are for that matter." It was more than a little unsettling to hear a man like Aaorn Hotchner stammer through a sentence.

"Oh," the Doctor took a mental step back, and looked around at the assembled Bureau employees. Maybe he had overestimated their willingness to accept this situation. After all, it was in their very nature to question what didn't make sense. "That's not really how this," he drawled out, while gesticulating wild circular patterns in the air, "works."

"While we're on the topic," Morgan invaded the slightly shorter man's personal space. He also took a short moment to unabashedly take in his appearance and mannerisms. He was… unusual, at best. "What is it exactly, that you lot do?" He punctuated the query by violently jabbing an index finger into the man's left shoulder.

The Doctor slowly brought his hands to his sides, staring the excessively belligerent man down all the while. "Look, I can tell that you're an inquisitive bunch. The fact is, we may not have a lot of time to sort this. So, this is what I'm going to do," he extended his hand to Derek, and the man looked down at it before returning to the Doctor's eyes. "I'm going to give you my word that I'm here to help." Derek took a silent consensus of his friends. Then he grudgingly accepted the hand because, well, what else was there to do?

"People are disappearing," Reid blurted out, and the Doctor immediately turned to him. Spencer made note of the heavy concern that had draped over the man's face. "There is no overwhelming connection in victimology. Both men and women, aged from 19 to 57, 32 reports in all. This has happened over the span of a week."

"You've had 32 missing people in a week?!" Rossi nearly jumped out of his skin at the Scottish woman's abrupt outburst from her position next to him. Not that he made any outward signs to signal his surprise.

JJ spoke, "that's precisely why our team was tasked with finding and apprehending a suspect. We generally deal with more high-profile cases. As you can imagine, with so many missing people in such a short period of time, this one is getting a lot of attention."

Rossi removed himself from the corner of the desk he'd been sitting on, and headed toward the Doctor. "We're more or less a last resort in most situations. The locals tend to either hold-out until the last second because they don't trust our tactics, or try to call us in prematurely because they think we can work our 'hocus pocus' and solve their case with no evidence."

Rory felt the urge to voice a concern. So much so, that he was willing to overcome the fear that was filling his mind because of their current predicament. "How do you know they're all victims of the same attacker?"

"We don't," Derek found himself admitting the hard truth, "not for certain. Based on the ones that we can safely assume were taken by the same offender, we've been able to make what we think are pretty good guesses as to which of the others may have been abducted by him."

JJ filled in the missing pieces for the young man. "Several of the victims were taken while with friends, or family. The witnesses said that they were there one second, and then they just disappeared."

Hotchner stepped forward slightly, physically inserting himself into the conversation. "We have a working profile."

"Only," Emily was the last one to cave to the strange man's demands of information, "we aren't having any luck."

Hotch continued, "we've been working this case since the tenth victim, that was five days ago, and we don't have a shred of actual evidence to show for it."

The Doctor had remained quiet. Observing each speaker closely after the younger doctor's earlier outburst. He put a hand over his face and, as it slowly moved its way down to his chin, he wondered how well these people were going to take what he was about to say. He spoke to the man in-charge, "you said that you and your team study human behavior?" It was a rhetorical question, but the man gave a stout nod of confirmation. The Doctor leaned toward him slightly and, in a voice eerily close to a whisper, postulated, "what if you're not dealing with a human?"

A/N: I thought this was a good stopping point, and I have to come up with a witty profile. Being witty is hard…