Everything I had

Chapter seven

Truth in lies

"Mom?" my voice shacked over the call as I sat on my childhood bed, "Katherine…" my mother's voice was steady and distant like always as I ran my fingers through my hair. "Are you free?" silence answered me for a few seconds "what is this about Katherine?" finally my mother responded sounding aggravated "I want to talk…please could we meet for lunch?" I asked as my eyes darted to the nearest clock.

My mother's sigh was easily detectable over the phone call as she responded "Lake View restraint, 10minutes don't be late because I won't be waiting." As my mother hung up I hurried to collect my purse and headed to the restraint where my mother had a table by the side windows.

"Mom…thanks for meeting me here." I spoke uneasy as I sat down across from the woman who had never shown myself or any of my siblings any sign of affection. "Katherine cut to the chase, what was so much more important than your sisters funeral two days ago that you have the nerve to call me away to meet your for lunch today?"

Hurt pained me as I noted the contempt the woman in front of me was feeling. "I was on a case mom…I called." I stated fidgeting with the napkin, when a waitress approached to take their orders "just two coffees one black the other with lots of sugar and milk. We won't be eating here today." My mother spoke shocking me as she remembered how I liked my coffee.

"You think that job is more important than your family don't you? You're just like your father…you should quit now while you still can…" my mother's shifty gaze moved around the restraint as if she had said too much. "Actually I did quit…that's why I'm here." I stated after thanking the waitress for my coffee.

The shocked look was followed by a smile, "good after all it was probably your jobs fault that Melissa is dead." Knitting my eyebrows together I looked up at the woman across from me, "actually no mom it wasn't. The blame falls on your husband." "Excuse me?" I could hear the anger rising as I flinched away from her.

"The man who had tortured me told me it was an act of vengeance; he told me what dad did mom…" I could feel the tears brimming "I assure you I have no idea what you are talking about, and I will not sit here taking your acquisitions." "Mom wait!" maybe it was the panic on my voice or the obvious need for my mom that had her hesitating in her seat.

"You knew didn't you? All those years when he would sneak into our rooms at night…you knew and did nothing."

"What would you have had me do? He is with the police department! For god's sake Katherine I couldn't go to them, there was nothing I could do!" at that moment sitting across from me wasn't a distant cold woman but a broken one who felt like a failure. "He's rapping and murdering young girls…" my words echoed around me as her eyes widened "No…you're wrong…he would never kill anyone."

Shaking my head I looked at her "do you really believe that? He'd have no protection of silence he couldn't buy it…he'd have to make sure no one talked." "No…I-I can't believe that." My mother whispered as she rushed out of the restraint after throwing the money on the table.

Two weeks had passed by while Kat stayed with an old friend of her's unable to leave without some type of closure and unsure how to get it. "Alright I'm off!" Mitch called over his shoulder to Kat who was sitting on the couch watching the news, it was all over the headlines another abduction 13year old girl missing average height and build brown hair and eyes…just like the others.

It was causing a panic in Franklin, sighing Kat stood turning off the tv she knew that her father wouldn't call in the BAU even if she didn't work there anymore…if he did it would be asking to get caught. She couldn't just go and get the information from the police department on the cases that would arise to much suspicion.

Taking out her cell she leaned against the wall that separated the kitchen and living room, dialing the number to ask for help wasn't nearly as hard as hearing the peppy voice on the other end. "Penelope Garcia at your serves, may I ask whose calling?" Kat had changed cell phones to put an end to the mass of texts and calls she was getting and ignoring out of guilt.

"What I'm not worth a witting comment anymore?" Kat's voice almost broke at the silence that the clearly shocked Penelope was experiencing "Katherine…" the sadness was clear through the phone as she exhaled "Pen…I need your help."

"Anything my little cheeka," smiling Kat finally opened her eyes. "There's a case in Franklin," she started to explain when Pen cut her off, "the missing girl she's the fifth one in the past two months, Hotch is arguing with the head detective there because we haven't been called in." frowning I nodded "yeah that doesn't surprise me, Pen this is why I came back here…I think I know who is murdering these girls…but I need to know how many girls are we talking, can you do a search for any missing girls in the surrounding area that match the physical description of the others within the past 5years."

"Sure thing, why 5years though normally we do an all around 10, not that I'm complaining it just makes my job easier." Smiling sadly into the phone, "because I think I know the person responsible, and his trigger would have been 5years ago when his daughter left home."

"Urgh sick bastard." Pen whispered into the phone, "uh Kat hold on a sec...Wow umm there's a lot. Looks like you have a serial on your hands there."

"Okay hold on, there's a fax here can you send me the information."

"Sure thing hot stuff, just need the number." After telling her the number there was an awkward silence for a moment before she spoke up. "It hasn't been the same…everyone misses you." The hurt and guilt would have been clear to any profiler if she had called the others but her Pen wasn't a profiler she was the technical analyst.

"I miss them to, and you Pen…I…I wish I could come back." The truth in her statement shocked herself when she realized there was no other place she wanted to be more, but she had a job to do here one that no one else could understand. "But you can! You can always come home!" Penelope's alarmed voice was the last thing that Kat would have left of her team as she said goodbye and hung up waiting on the fax that was now coming through.