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The next day Hunter decided she had no choice but to face up to her past. A past that it pained her to think about she looked down at the phone in her hand and pressed the call button,
"Yes," her fathers gruff voice answered moments later,
"I decided I want to talk to mom,"
"Oh," he fathers voice shot up a few octaves, "Well I certainly wasn't expecting that but then again you always were one for doing the unexpected weren't you Hunter?"
"I suppose. Do you know where she is dad?"
"Of course she lives in Los Angeles-"
"Wait LA? I'm there now,"
"Maybe you shouldn't do anything too hasty darling,"
"Dad just give me the damn address,"
"Alright, alright," her father mumbled off an address before asking her again if she was sure,
"Yeah dad, I have questions and I want to see her in the flesh so she can't brush me off."
"Good luck love. Bye."
Hunter snapped her phone close and shot off a quick text to Spencer before getting up from the hotel bed she was sitting on to make herself presentable.
Spencer Reid was worried. Not only were they no closer to finding the un-sub but Hunter was facing her own demons and falling to pieces in the process. When he'd left her hotel room that morning she had still been in dreamland and it had been the most peaceful she'd looked since getting to LA, he was about to sink further into his own thoughts when his phone went off,
"Reid,"
"Okay so who rules?" Garcias peppy voice rang down the line,
"I'm assuming you do,"
"Yep because I found something. Our first victim, before he moved on to cops, was one Maria Barrett and she got an restraining order on her ex boyfriend claiming he was staling her shortly before she died."
"Thanks Garcia. I'll tell Hotch."
Spencer walked into the conference room where the rest of the team was set up,
"Garcia found a led the first victim put out a restraining order before she died Garcia is trying to find out who was on the receiving end,"
"So no name?" Prentiss asked,
"She's working on it,"
"Okay well it's something," Hotch interceded,
"Yeah but we still don't know why he switched to killing policewomen,"
"Well when we catch him we can ask him," Morgan commented as he answered his cell, "Tell me you got a name for me baby doll,"
"That I do so Maria Barrett took out a restraining order on thirty nine year old Timothy Benz this guys past reads like 'how to make an un-sub' he also has an rap sheet as long as my arm including assault, aggravated assault. I could go on,"
"That's great Garcia but we need an address,"
"Got it and sent to you. Be safe my warriors."
"Thanks Garcia." Morgan looked over to Hotch,
"Let's go."
Hunter stood at the door of the woman who she had long since given up on. The woman who had walked out of her life and never made any attempt to re enter it. Until now. She raised her hand and knocked at the door beginning to regret her decision to confront her mother but before she had the chance to run away a tall, blond man answered the door,
"Can I help you?" he asked a look of confusion crossing his features as he pondered the girl on his doorstep that looked like she was somewhere between a cross of Ozzy Osborne and an emo,
"I'm looking for Melissa Warren. I'm sorry I don't know if that's still her last name,"
"That's my wife's maiden name. She's Melissa Clark now,"
"Oh, is she here?"
"Not at the moment but you could come in and wait if you like,"
"Thank you. My names Hunter Brooks by the way,"
"James Clark. Please take a seat," he smiled waving her into the living room. It had cream walls and several comfortable looking sofas as well as children's toys strewn across the room and right at this moment she was wishing Spencer was there to do his Jedi mind trick thing more commonly known as profiling she perched herself on one of the sofas still looking around the room,
"Can I get you anything to drink?" James Clark politely asked,
"No thank you. How long do you think Melissa will be?"
"Just a few more minutes she went to pick up our son from school,"
"Oh," Shit! She glanced at her watch, she had completely forgotten that they would have a child of schooling age,
"How do you know my wife? If you don't mind me asking,"
"Of course not I knew her when I was a child and she lived in Anaheim,"
Before he had a chance to say anything else the door opened and closed again and the woman Hunter thought she'd never see again in her life walked into the room she hadn't changed much maybe a not more grey and a few more wrinkles but her dark brown hair still sat on her shoulders and her blue eyes still glistened. Hunter stood up and looked straight at the woman who had abandoned her,
"Hey mom,"
Melissas eyes widened even more as she took in the sight of her now adult daughter, she had long bangs and short hair barely touching her shoulders, her eyeliner was perfectly done from years of practice and her nails were no longer bitten and chewed to the quick but long and painted black with white stars speckling them,
"There must be some mistake," her husband quickly announced,
"No Jamie there is no mistake. Hunter," she gave her daughter a smile that wasn't returned, "You finally stopped biting your nails," she laughed,
Hunter curled up her fingers before jamming her hands in her jeans pockets, "Yeah years ago,"
"I'm sorry I still don't understand," James butted in once more,
"James there are somethings that we need to talk about,"
"Like?"
"Like how she was still with my dad when she started seeing you," Hunter interrupted. James looked like he was about to burst but was cut off by a loud scream song radiating from Hunters pocket she pulled it out and looked at the screen,
"Sorry I have to take this," she walked out of the now tense room and into the hallway and answered her phone, "Hey cutie. You catch the bad guy?"
"Yeah and we found the missing girl who is now at home with her flat mate,
"That's good,"
"I got your text. Where are you? I'll come meet you,"
"I'm at my moms and it's not going well,"
"Oh, do you want me to come get you?"
"No I got to do this,"
"Alright but don't forget you actually have a show tonight,"
"I wont you going to be there?"
"Yep and so will the rest of the team because we're not leaving until tomorrow morning,"
"That's great okay I got to go before my alleged mom and her hubby start tearing chunks out of each other,"
"Alright I'll see you later,"
"Yeah you know hearing your voice has really cheered me up,"
"Um th-th-thanks," he stuttered out,
"See you later. Bye."
"Bye."
She walked back into the room with that was now quite her mom looked her up and down,
"Who was that?"
"A friend,"
"Okay I'm guessing you're here for a reason,"
"Yeah you've been trying to contact me,"
"I thought we could get to know each other,"
"I don't think that's such a good idea,"
"You're my little girl a daughter needs her mother,"
"I am not a little girl anymore I needed you and you weren't there and I think if you truly wanted to know me you wouldn't have left or maybe even stayed in touch but you didn't," she was close to yelling now,
"I really am sorry but you have to understand why I did what I did,"
"Okay then explain it to me! What was so horrible that you had to leave?"
She just shook her head,
"Yeah I thought not have a nice life mom!" Hunter ran out of there, she couldn't get out fast enough she just started walking not sure where she was going. An unknown time had passed when she noticed it was starting to get dark she headed back to her hotel room to get her outfit before hot footing it to the club she was performing at.
Spencer was sitting in a club, not unlike the one where he first met Hunter, with his team/friends wondering where the hell Hunter was. She had sounded stressed on the phone and now she was late which was rare, if there was one thing he had learnt about Hunter it was that she was always on time for everything. Just as he was about to pull out his cell phone and call her she came running through the doors of the club looking slightly ruffled. He got up to meet her giving her a peck on the cheek,
"Hey your late,"
"I know things went a bit haywire with mother dearest. I got to go get changed. Wish me luck?"
"Good luck go."
Spencer walked back over to the table where the other were,
"So that's Hunter?" JJ asked eyeing the girl that had run off to the side of the stage warily,
"Yep she'd great,"
"She's pretty good singer too," Morgan commented, "We saw her sing a few months ago,"
"Cool."
Ten minutes later the club when almost silent as Hunter stood at her microphone in a red mini dress with black lace, that was longer then the dress, over it her eyes were completely closed. Someone introduced her and she opened her eyes as the music started and her haunting voice filled the room,
"You don't remember me but I remember you
I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream and dream I do
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe
You're taking over me
Have you forgotten all I know and all we had
You saw me mourning my love for you and touched my hand
I knew you loved me then
I believe in youI'll give up everything just to find youI have to be with you to live, to breathe
You're taking over me
I look in the mirror and see your face
If I look deep enough
So many things inside that
Just like you are taking over
I believe in youI'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe
You're taking over me
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe
You're taking over me
You're taking over me
Taking over me"
-TBC-
