Chapter 7

After a long five minute drive to the private hanger to their private jet. No one talked or dared to. Hotch and Morgan where in the front with Hotch driving and Emma and Morgan where in the back. Morgan kept staring at her and every few seconds Hotch would look up at the rear view mirror to look at Emma.

Once they had boarded the jet all the others had all went to get coffee then sat down in the area around the sofa while Emma sat in a chair next to the door. She looked around this was not her team, she knew they did not trust her but how could they, she after all was a psychopath. She knew what she was after all Sam had told her the profile before.

"I looked up the file on Neal Caffrey but I could not find anything on the other guy Mozzie. Neal Caffrey convicted of bond forgery the file has already been sent to your email also it should be printing right now. I have to say this but this guy is pretty hot with his pretty blue eyes and other things" Garcia said.

"Garcia, get a hold of yourself, that guy smiles for a living," Prentiss said.

"Okay Neal Caffrey, another psychopath. Hotch I know she is your sister and everything but you said it yourself that you haven't seen her in years and they are both psychopaths just waiting to break and then they go on a killing spree." Morgan said.

Chris just smirked she knew that he was wrong. She remembered all the times Neal and Mozzie had come through for her and they would not kill innocent people. She started to look out the window she knew she had about an hour till they would be landing in New York City.

"Okay as I said before convicted of bond forgery. He escaped with four months left while serving a four-year sentence. Who would do that? Christina why would someone do that?" Garcia asked from the screen on her laptop.

"The way I heard it he escaped to go after some girl. The same girl died a few months ago, plane explosion. Neal was captured by Agent Peter Burke twice. The second time, Neal got Burke to agree to a work –release program and Caffrey now has ankle monitor." She was not telling them the whole thing because she, Kate, was not just some girl. She was Neal's love of his life.

"Okay, so what about Mozzie? What his real name?" Garcia said.

"I won't tell you that, the only people he tells is people he trusts." She said while getting up and walking over to where they all are sitting. "Aaron can I borrow a lap top? I need to talk to the rest of my team minus Sam."

Hotch knew that her team was working down in Atlanta. She had gotten the whole Atlanta field office solve rate percentage up to 90% in a month after she had started working for the FBI. So he gave her the computer she needed but he also told Reid to go with her.

Reid nodded, stood up, and followed her to where she was sitting.

They sat down and Chris noticed that Hotch had never signed in. She tried her user name and password but it didn't work. She asked Spencer to sign in, he did so.

She grabbed the computer again and he watched her go into the FBI data base and sent an email to someone."

In under a minute a video chat opened and Chris allowed it to begin.

A young woman appeared on the scream. She was a few years younger than Chris. She was smiling and her long curly brown hair was mirrored around her face.

"Good Morning, Chris."

"Morning Alicia."

"Buongiorno!" a voice said but it did not have a face.

"Good morning to you, too. Your Italian is getting better, Alex."

Then a young man appeared on the screen as well. You could easily see they were twins but they were of different sex.

"Is Marie in yet?" Chris asked.

"Just got here, next time that you get shot at can you tell me so I don't have to spend any time with my mother in law."

"Yeah sure next time." She said sarcastically.

"We have been trying to get in contact with you for days. Why haven't you been answering your phone?" Alicia asked.

"My phone is beyond dead and I don't have a charger." Chris said.

"Chris, there is something you are not telling us." Alex said

"Let's first talk about our latest case."

"Which one the one about the pick pocket or the one connected to the ambush? I have been working on a visual reconstruction of the ambush it should be ready in about 10 minutes." Alicia said.

"Okay but I still pick the pick pocket first, can you stream the video tape to this laptop? I thought of something that might tell us something about her."

"Okay, should becoming up in a second." Alex said because he was better with computers.

The video was of a woman walking down a semi populated street and pick pocketing a man.

"Slow it down at 33 seconds and also enlarge her right shoulder."

"Okay," Alex said not understanding but she did do what she said.

The screen zoomed into her right hand and had twitched just slightly.

"And there you see her tell."

"Her tell. What's a tell." Alicia asked not understanding.

"I have always called it a tell because I really don't know what you should call it. A tell is something that we sometimes get, most of us reveal it when we start learning from the school of the seven bells or how to pick pocket. Hers looks like that she drops her shoulder a few extra inches its unnoticeable unless if you are looking for it."

"Then what was yours?" Marie asked.

Over the last year when they would ask her about those kind of things she would have to answer. That was part of the deal she made with Sam.

"Mine was when I would pickpocket, my right pinky finger would always bend it was not noticeable to the mark but it was noticeable to me and then that makes you nervous so you are more likely to mess up. So I ended up learning how to pickpocket with my left hand, I was never ambidextrous beforehand so I tried and I did not have a problem with my pinky finger since but I don't pickpocket that much anymore."

"Ah, I get it sort of because that messes you up and more likely to make mistakes." Alex said.

"Now you are learning," she said taking a quick look up at Spencer. She knew that all this was just adding into his profile of her. "What's my first and second rule of surviving?"

"Always wear latex gloves," Marie said knowing how good her friend was at forensics especially counter.

"Things are not always as they seem." Alicia and Alex said together.

"Very good what do you see and think about this woman, Alex and Alicia your first."

"Why do we need to learn this, our specialty is in looking at forensics?" Alex asked.

"Because sometimes you need to look at more than just the evidence and then you see the actual person."

"All I see is a young girl," Alicia said.

"Okay before I start to cry let's talk about her. She is about five seven minus the two inch high heels five five I say about mid twenties. What caused her to become a criminal?"

"What do you mean?" Alicia said.

"What caused her to become a criminal at that age?"

Alex and Marie gave her a blank stare.

"Okay most of us start learning when we are kids up to your late teens also it is always a good idea to get rid of your tell as soon as possible but it should not take longer than a year so that tells she is very new to the game. I know that the economy sucks so add that into the mix means she is desperate she is not that smart because she did not look for cameras but unless she did it to tell us something. Okay now I want you to zoom out so I can see it full screen."

It took a few seconds for that and Chris said, "Thank you. Oh crap that's not good." She said noticing a man watching the girl and the target. You wouldn't notice him unless if you were looking for him he was just so normal looking.

"Wait what is no good,"

"I want you to go get an FBI Agent and tell them they need to look for someone that is highly connected and re-question the mark the guy they are looking for is a spotter."

"A spotter?" Alex said.

"A spotter is usually your go to guy to get hired if he likes your style he can help you get connected to a job for a price though. She failed because he had probably noticed the camera beforehand and wanted to know if she would, he probably also gave her the mark that means. If he is smart he won't make it personal but it is always good to cover the bases so have them check on that since it could become a lead."

"Oh I almost forgot Chris, Donny told me as soon as I heard from you I was supposed to call him, he needs to talk to you."

"Okay, set up another video conference will you."

"Yes and don't you see why we love technology," Alex said.

"Alex do what you're told," Marie said.

"I need a drink and also I need to stretch my legs be back in a few seconds."

When she got up out of the chair she grabbed the lap top knowing that she was not going to be able to dodge the questions about the ambush any longer so she was going to move over and try to explain everything to them but when she stood up they noticed that she had on a charcoal black jacket with the word Marshal on the right hand pocket. She grabbed a bottle of water from where the mini kitchenette was.

"So why are you wearing a U.S Marshal's jacket?" Alicia asked.

"That's a long story I'll tell all in good time when Donny is on the video conference."

Another screen opened on the laptop the first video conference got smaller and moved to the left hand side of the screen.

"I have about twenty minutes before the wife and kids come back. Why are you wearing a Marshal's jacket?" said a man in a hospital robe in a hospital bed.

"It's going to be a long story," she stopped for a second a looked up at her brothers team, "I'll explain in a moment."

She sat down in a chair next to her brother. Her brother gave her a surprised look and he raised his eye brows and continued to look stern. The others gave her a confused looked and Reid just followed her.

"Okay, I'll explain, I know more than what I told you earlier," she looked at all of Hotch's team, "but first I have to catch all you up on the last six years or so Spark Notes version the really one would take to long."

"What's Spark Notes?" Reid asked not knowing that it was a short cut so you did not have to read the whole book.

She waited a minute so she could think about where should she start so she thought I should probably start as close to the beginning as she could. "For those of you who don't know my real name is actually Emma Hotchner. I grew up in Virginia till I was 16 when I left to go to New York City. By then I had already learned the basics of everything. I met a man, Mozzie. He taught me a number of things by smoothing the edges so I can work in a higher class. I met Neal Caffrey when I was 17, we had a good relationship the chemistry between us was hot.

Then I met Kevin. He and I clicked, he was just doing what he had to do get money to become an ER doctor. He taught me everything I know about medicine so he could get better at himself. After 9/11 we had an even stronger relationship a few years past and we left New York to go down to Nashville.

But before we left I wanted one last score. Neal knowing that this would probably be my last score went in with me. We were working on it for a month checking on leads until the few days when Eric brought in a few other people that we were not planning on. The he showed us the place, Neal and I were just working on blue prints and since we knew Eric was good no he's excellent, he gave us everything we needed to make a plan. The other guys he hired were packing some serious heat and when he gave us the actually place we saw that there would be a lot of casualties of kids and old people. I never conned anyone who was innocent, the ones I did all had something like cheating on their wife to embezzling money even one art forger. We turned on him made sure he could not do anything else and we did destroy his operation. I covered my tracks by talking to a Fed and they gave me a deal for the alias I was working with.

Neal and I both made a deal not to talk about it and I went down to Nashville. I stopped conning while I was with Kevin. We were together for a few years but in the July of 2007 he was killed right in front of me."