A/N A new chapter, focusing on George backstory:) Thought that would be necessary!

Forgot to remind you that these girls are based on the four girls who ruined the christmas like I said in the beginning. They always pull on your clothes and you can't get away. Sometimes I really panic!

Anyways, thanks for all the reviews and happy reading!:)


He is not a monster!

George Riley was an ordinary guy. He was happily married with a lawyer and they had four wonderful girls. They lived together inside a big white house and looked like any other family. Then one day everything changed. His wife became more distant and a sudden cash flow had occurred. At first he just thought that she'd gotten a bonus of some kind because she was a pretty damn good lawyer. After a while she started to come home at later hours and her husband definitely knew something was up. He drove after her one night, leaving their girls in the hands of a babysitter who lived down the street. George watched as his wife got out from her office in a short dress that almost didn't cover her buttocks. After a while she pulled into a motel and he saw when she entered the motel room with a man in his 50s. She was in there for 2 hours and when she came out again the man gave her money. George was furious. Not only did she cheat on him, she got money for it too. His wife was a whore, a lying little whore. Now he was determent to get back home before her because he had to get rid of the babysitter so that he could teach his wife a lesson. It was easy getting home before her since he had a head start. The house was dark when he arrived besides the living room where the sitter was doing some kind of history homework. Even that annoyed him. The girl was just too much of a know-it-all.

"Jane, you can go home now. Here's 100 bucks, go buy yourself something nice." He said with an all too angry tone.

"Thank you, Mr. Riley." she said and left his house.

He was still furious and couldn't wait for that whore to come home so he could have his way with her. In his anger he went to the kitchen and poured himself some scotch and stared at the door waiting for his wife. After five minutes the door opened and she entered the house. At the sight of her husband she smiled at him, but the smile soon faded as she saw the anger in his face.

"Hi, honey. You didn't have to stay up and wait for me. I told you I was going to work late tonight." she said with tremble in her voice which could easily be heard.

Her only response was laughter and this made her even more nervous. Her husband stepped closer to her.

"Don't lie to me, you little worthless piece of crap."

These words went right into her heart. George had never talked to her like that and it really scared her.

"You know?" was the only thing she could say.

"Yes I know! Did you really think you could hide it?"

"I'm sorry George... I..."

"Save the crab Darla! There are no excuses for this kind of behavior and for this you must be punished. A whore like you isn't worth a shit!"

Darla gulped as she backed further away from him. Never had her husband acted this way, but now he was really going to hurt her. The first thing that hit her was the glass he'd been holding. Then he kicked her several times in her abdomen and she tried not to scream because she didn't want her girls to see their father like this. Especially since she knew that this was it for her. George was going to kill her. She knew this even before he lifted up the knife and thrust it into her chest. George knelt down beside her and watched the life drain out of her eyes, but he wasn't sad. He didn't think he had crossed the line. No, he was pleased at how everything had turned out. If she had to sell herself to get money she could as well be dead.

"Sorry, love. But you are only trash and trash has to be put down."

George contemplated what to do next. Her colleagues would be wondering where she was and probably the girls too. He would have to get rid of the body too. It was such a mess, blood everywhere. Then he knew that the best option would be to put her in the freezer and then send her workplace an early retirement request. They would probably agree to that and if he put her in the freezer she could be close to them at all time and the girls could still play with her. Also nobody would ever find the body.

Everything worked out perfectly. Her work had agreed to that and he had explained to his girls that their mother was an angel, but that they still could play with her down in the basement and they were genuinely happy about that. But it pained George to see the girls without an actual mother. He could easily get another woman that would be perfect. He saw her outside a coffeeshop and had gone up to her starting a conversation. George considered himself a very good-looking and charming man and it was easy to win her over. They went on a couple of dates and on the third one he brought her home to meet the girls who also seemed to like her. They slept together that night, but he didn't like it at all. She was lousy in bed. He thought he could make it slip, but at lunch she burned the lasagna and he became furious so he let his girls play with her. It was a very special game he wanted to teach them and he found it very easy to do so and they seemed to like it. When the third night came he decided to just strangle her and he dumped her body the very same night. He still wanted his wife back and on his way back home he drove past a street filled with whores just like her. Because of her he had learned to hate them. There was one in particular that bothered him who looked just like Darla. He couldn't stand it any longer. A voice inside of him told him that he just had to end her life. She didn't deserve to live. Some people might call him a monster, but he wasn't. It was they who had to provoke him. Either they were well educated, but failed as a perfect mother, or they stood on their street trying to sell themselves. It was just wrong. They all deserved to die. He just had to find himself that one perfect woman, but in the search for her he could as well kill that trash. It was kind of satisfying.

He later found two other potential wives, but one of them failed the cleaning test and the other the mothering test. His daughters got to play with them too before he decided to end them. While searching for the fourth he continued killing all the whores, but his daughters kept nagging on him to get them another mother.

One day at the Tivoli, the very same Tivoli where he had dumped his latest trash he felt Holly pulling his shirt while standing by the hot dog stand.

"Daddy look." she said pointing at a woman with brown hair and brown, gorgeous eyes. "She's beautiful."

George did look and he agreed with her. The woman was stunning.

"I'm gonna bring her to you so she can be our next mommy." the girl said and ran off. He could see how she intentionally bumped into the woman and then pointed towards him. That's when he turned away pretending that he hadn't seen her. Holly soon came back with the woman, just like she said she would, and they began to talk. She was a FBI agent, which could be dangerous but it was a chance he was willing to take with this woman. Soon he even got her number and he was very proud of Holly who managed to get a woman like that.

George couldn't wait any longer so he asked her out for lunch the day after which she happily agreed to. This was a happy moment for George and he was even happier when their date was over. First of all he got to learn that she didn't carry a gun with her then, which she probably wouldn't on the rest of their dates either, second of all they had decided to meet at his house three days later.

Before the date two things happened, though. First the press-conference where they had put her out for the whole world to see. It wasn't a thing he liked, but he let it slip because he knew she would be with him soon. Then she told him about the plan to use her as bait for, apparently, him. Only they didn't know it. Her team had wanted to meet with him and thankfully Emily had made him promise to not state his last name so no one could look for dirt on him. He had planned to act charming, which was pretty easy considering he was a charming guy, and he had told one of the girls to interrupt so that they saw what a family man he truly was. It had worked because a couple of days later she was sitting in his kitchen eating the pasta he'd made. Emily seemed really good with the girls and he really liked that. She was also kind and lovable. Never did she do something that would indicate that she was better than the rest. This woman was perfect. His next test she passed too. Emily was great in bed, the best he'd ever had. But in the morning she was gone. At first it made him angry. She couldn't just leave. The word whore entered his mind and he was ready to find her and kill her. But when he exited the bedroom he felt the smell of newly made pancakes and that feeling passed quickly. Now he liked her even more for being able to cook. He heard the giggles first and when he reached the hallway all four of his girls ran up to him laughing.

"Hey, what's going on beautiful?" he asked. "I woke up and you weren't beside me."

"I just wanted to bring you the newspaper, but your beautiful girls wanted to play instead so I guess we'll eat the pancakes now instead."

She sounded nervous and avoided eye contact while walking towards the kitchen. George felt that something was up especially when his girls started to giggle and that he had said that the girls wanted to play. He knew what play meant.

"What's up with you guys? Why are you so cheery?" he asked which made Emily stop to look at the girls.

Then the youngest one confirmed his theory.

"I think she's found mommy."


It was Morgan's day of and he would definitely enjoy it. First he would meet up with Garcia who had been nagging on him to go shopping with her. The shopping part wasn't a thing he would usually agree to, but they would probably grab a bite and he liked eating. They had gotten another case about a woman kidnapping an infant, but they had solved the case in time for Emily to get to her date and in time for a day of. The old case with the prostitutes was still taunting their team, but all of them knew they had reached a dead end. If there weren't any more bodies they couldn't do anything. The problem was that since no more bodies had been found the killer had probably found his new target. He just hoped that it wasn't Emily.
Morgan had decided to go to Emily after he was done shopping to see how her date went. She hadn't called for him to pick her up so either she called someone else or she had spent the night. He didn't hope for the latter.

He drove into the parking lot of the mall and saw Garcia standing by the entrance.

"Hey Garcia. Sorry I'm a bit late, but traffic was bad."

"Oh, don't be sorry! I've just waited here for fifteen minutes!" she said a bit sarcastically.

Morgan just laughed it off and they walked together into the giant shopping building. The first store they went into was a women's clothing store and he had to sit and watch while she showed of the different clothes she was trying. He thought to himself that he definitely must do more guy stuff in the future. But this shopping spree would beat a seminar with Reid at any day.

Garcia finally decided for three pieces of clothing before they continued to the next store and the next and the next... After they were finished Morgan was tired. Even though he hadn't bought anything Garcia made him carry all her bags and that task was far from easy.

The moment Morgan had waited for finally arrived; the food. They decided to eat at a hamburger place in the mall at sat down at a table with their food.

"Seriously, Garcia, what do you need all these clothes for?"

"Variation, my dear, variation."

"Yeah, when will you have time to wear them?"

"Well, I think I'll manage."

Morgan just laughed at her. Garcia was a bit of a shopaholic.

"So, who picked up Emily?" he asked changing the subject.

"Oh, yeah, she had that date. I totally forgot. And I haven't even called to see how it went."

"So you didn't pick her up?"

"Nope, maybe JJ did"

Morgan nodded. Obviously it was JJ. She was the one who would be easiest to call. Morgan had to admit that he would most likely be teasing her if he picked her up and she probably knew it. As long as she would have protection he was satisfied and he knew that JJ would make sure someone was keeping an eye on Emily so she wouldn't fall in the hands of their Unsub.


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