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Chapter 7

"Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time - a quote by Maya Angelou"

- Penelope Garcia

-The Café-

Tara parked their car right in front of the door of the Café and jumped out, gun in hand. Reid climbed out of the passenger seat and took a hold of his gun while other officers from the police station followed their lead. They had back up with them in case they would encounter the unsub in the café, which Tara thought was highly unlikly. She could see there were only a few custumors sitting at the bar and nodded her head at Reid to inform him what she was seeing.

He gave a curt nod back as he reached into his pocket for his badge. Some of the officers rounded to the back of the café to make sure no one would escape out of the back door. He then slowly opened the door and held up his badge for everyone to see. "FBI, we need to clear this room. Please wait outside with the officers," he stated and the custumors immediately got up from their seat as they saw their drawn guns.

As the bar was clear from custumors, Tara and Reid continued to move slowly to the private room that would lead them to the back of the bar. Reid placed his hand on the doorknob while Tara went to stand in front of it, her gun aimed at the door, ready to move in. She nodded for Reid to open the door and once he did, she rushed forward. "FBI, stay where you are and put your hands on your head," she ordered as she saw two men unpacking boxes of wine.

The two men, shocked at the sudden presence of the FBI, instantly raised their hands above their heads. "We have liquor licences, we pay our taxes, we pay our bills, we don't do anything illegal," one of the two men ranted, clearly overcome by the entire situation.

The two doctors shared a look before Tara turned back to both men and holstered her gun. "We would only like to ask you a few questions," she said, walking closer to the men while taking a picture out of her pocket. The two employees lowered their hands and let out a sigh in relief. "Who is Andrew Carter, the man who runs this place?"

The guy standing on their right raised his hand and nodded. "I'm Andrew, I own this bar, this is Theo, my fixed bartender," he explained, taking the picture Tara offered him. He took a close look and raised his eyebrow at the familiar face on the paper. "That's our bartender."

"We're going to need a name," Reid pushed, now holstering his gun as well before moving closer to Andrew and Theo. "She's been killing people she met at this particular café. I know you must have seen something was wrong with her."

Theo let out a sigh as he took the picture from his boss. "On Saturday mornings, she was always late. That is the day we fill our stock because Friday night is a busy night at the bar. She used to ask me to cover for her because she overslept or was running late" He shook his head left to right, not believing he had been covering for a murderer. "She never told me her name though."

"So you just hire someone without knowing their name? That's a little bit weird, don't you think?" The question was directed at Andrew and Tara was looking at him with a raised eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest. "Why would you hire someone if you don't even know their name?"

"She came here a few weeks ago," Andrew began to tell the tale, taking in a deep breath as he used a nearby seat to sit down. "She was looking for a job because she had just lost her family and needed some money to get around. When I asked her name, she told me names didn't matter because she didn't like her own name and she liked to switch names every now and then to see which one suited her best. Once she found a suitable name, she was going to change it."

Reid shook his head, not believing what he was hearing. How could a boss hire someone like that? "She's been using different names to get close to people and then kill them," he said harsly, stuffing his hands inside his pockets while trying to get a read on both men's reactions. They seemed genuinely surprised by the news. "She killed four couples already and is currently on the hunt for a fifth. That fifth couple are undercover agents and you do not want to help her kill them so you better start talking and give us everything you know about Alexandra Hall, because that is her real name."

Andrew and Theo were taken back by Reid's sudden outburst and even Tara was looking at him with a confused look on her face. It was Theo who spoke up first. "I never really gave it that much thought as to why she'd change her name on a weekly basis. She said she wanted to leave her past life behind. I must say, yesterday evening she was acting really strange. She kept ranting about these two women who were all over each other all night."

"Yeah, I remember that," Andrew continued, running a hand through his hair. "She said she tried to seperate them, but that brunette saw someone hitting on her girl and she went back to her instantly. Charlene, or rather Alexandra, wasn't too happy about that. Are they really undercover? Those two women? I never would have guessed.."

"Thank you for your time," Tara said as she motioned for two police officers to take care of their further statement. She turned to Reid, who was already on his way back to the SUV. The female doctor quickly rushed after him and climbed into the driver's seat. "We need to get to JJ and Emily. If she's not here, it's a good chance she's going to their house."

"Unless Rossi and Alvez encounter her at her house."

-Unsub's House-

Rossi and Alvez were splitting up as they arrived at the house. Rossi would take the front while Alvez would circle around to the back, bringing two officers with him. They both kicked open the door at the same time and entered the house, guns drawn and ready to take a shot if necessary. They cleared the entire house and it didn't take long until Rossi heard Alvez calling for him at the top of the stairs.

"What have you got?" Rossi called out as he ascended the stairs towards Alvez. The hispanic agent didn't say anything and just pointed towards the master bedroom. Once arrived, even the seasoned agent was struggling to keep his eyes on the body. In the bedroom, two bodies were placed on the bed. Due to the decay of the bodies, Rossi could only guess it would be Katie Baker and Alexandra's twin sister, Samantha Hall. Katie's heart had been cut out roughly and placed in Samantha's right hand. "So I'm guessing this was her trigger."

"And she kept on repeating it," Alvez continued, referring to the other four couples who had been murdered. He took the older agent down the stairs and walked into the living room. The walls were clear of pictures and boxes were stacked throughout the entire house. "They were even planning to move out. I can't imagine someone would marry a person so soon after breaking up with the other. They must have been having an affaire while Katie was still with Alexandra."

Rossi nodded in agreement. "That's a lot to take with a broken heart," he commented, looking around the room. He spotted a fallen picture on the floor and moved to pick it up. On the picture was Katie with both twins, but he could see how she leaned towards Samantha more than towards Alexandra. He knew it was Samantha since Alexandra had used a marker to erase her twin sister's face from the picture in anger.

Alvez took out his phone and dialed a familiar number before putting the phone on speaker. "Oracle of all knowledge at your service," a cheery voice piped in, her fingers already tingling to get to work. "I hope you're calling to let me know you got her?"

"Not exactly, we did find Samantha and Katie though..." the young agent's voice trailed off with a shake of his head, allowing Garcia to fill in the blanks. "Do Alexandra or Samantha have any other places registered to their name? Or on their father's or mother's name? Anything?"

A small silence fell over the agents as Garcia worked on her computer, pulling up everything she could find about the twins. "Nope, the only thing I can find is the house you are standing in. They don't even own a vacation house."

"But Samantha and Katie were moving out," Rossi informed the technical analyst, looking around the boxes. He opened one and rumaged through it, only to find piles of clothes stacked inside the box. "They must have had something, almost everything is packed."

"Maybe they didn't sign anything yet and were just packing in advance because they liked to be prepared?" Garcia offered, biting at the back of her pen.

"Yeah, maybe," Rossi agreed, running a hand over his chin. "Okay so this we do know for sure; if she's not here, she's either at the café or on her way to Emily and JJ. Garcia, I need you to contact Tara and Reid to tell them what we found. We're going to the house."

-Undercover House-

"Do you have everything you need?" Emily questioned as she tucked her gun away in the back of her pants. They didn't need to pack a lot, if Garcia was able to get their stuff to this house, she must also be able to get it back to their original location. Their were just some things Emily didn't want to leave before they headed back home and had to wait for their stuff. JJ emerged from the walk in closet, tucking away her gun in the back of her slacks as well.

The blonde didn't say anything and locked eyes with Emily. Brown eyes were trying to read blue eyes, but JJ didn't give anything away. Instead, she closed the small space between them and stepped into the brunette's arms. Emily hesitated only for a second before wrapping her arms securely around JJ's waist. "Thank you," the younger agent whispered against her neck, her warm breath sending goosebumps down the unit chief's spine.

"We'll get through it, I'll help you," Emily whispered back, enjoying the feeling of JJ's arms around her neck. They pulled back slightly so they were able to look at each other. No more words were spoken, but Emily felt JJ's hand move to the back of her neck. With just the slightest amount of pressure, JJ brought Emily's head closer to hers while her eyes never left the brunette's. Emily's heart was racing, was this really happening? After all this time of thinking it was just a dream she'd never reach?

Neither of them knew now was the time for a kiss, but neither wanted to pull back. JJ wanted to feel Emily's lips on hers. She wanted to feel it wasn't just a dream she was living. She wanted it to be real. Just as their lips were about to touch, the landline broke their moment once again. Instead of pressing her lips to Emily's, JJ rested their foreheads together with an apologetic smile. With a small grunt, the younger agent pulled back and walked over to the landline in the bedroom. "What is it, Garcia?"

"Alexandra wasn't at the café or the house! She's coming to you!" the technical analyst quickly breathed before an alarm suddenly set off on her computer. "And she just passed my alarm. She's at your door!"

JJ dropped the landline out of her hands and drew her gun, her breathing becoming quicker. "She's going to enter the house," she informed Emily, but Emily raised her hand and pulled JJ's gun down. The blonde gave her a questioning look, but Emily put her finger to her lips to silently tell her to stay quiet.

"Let's not give away our cover yet," she whispered, urging for JJ to put her gun back near the small of her back. "Maybe we can talk her down now we know what happened to her."

The unit chief moved to the bedroom door just as they heard glass shattering. Alexandra had entered their house. Emily motioned for JJ to follow her and walked to the top of the stairs, leaning over the railing to see if she could spot anything. Realising Alexandra must be in the living room, the brunette descended the staircase as quietly as she could before halting at the opening that would lead them to the living room. "Is anyone there?" she called out, resting her back against the wall.

She felt JJ's arm against hers, assuring her the younger agent was by her side. "It's me, Charlene!" A voice called back and Emily could hear her walking over the glass. "The bartender from the café, remember? I was wondering if we could talk."

JJ could practically hear the lie in Alexandra's voice and closed her eyes. Maybe trying to talk her down was a bad idea. They didn't know if their unsub had brought any weapons to their house or if she would use a weapon of opportunity. For all they knew, she was waving a gun around herself. She was just about to tell Emily about her thoughts when she noticed the brunette was already busy rounding the corner. With a small growl of frustration, the blonde followed and rested a hand on the small of Emily's back where her weapon was situated. She knew if she were to put her hand around her own back, Alexandra would get suspicious.

Emily instantly knew what JJ was playing at and moved a step closer to the blonde as they rounded the corner together. "Alexandra..." Even before a full sentence left the unit chief's lips, an arm wrapped around her neck and a knife was pressed against her throat. While Alexandra was busy taking her hostage, Emily felt JJ's hand quickly take a hold of her gun and lifted it out of her pants just one second before Alexandra pulled Emily's back flush against her front, protecting herself from any bullets.

"Alexandra, this is a bad idea," JJ started, her gun aimed at both Emily and Alexandra. She didn't have a clear shot of the woman and let out a shaky breath. She didn't want Emily to be killed in front of her eyes. Especially not after everything that happened the previous night. She felt her heart began to pound louder inside her chest. "We know what you went through. Katie left you for Samantha."

"Katie was mine!" Alexandra screamed into Emily's ear, making the brunette wince. Emily's hands went to the arm around her neck to try and prevent her from choking. Alexandra had a tight grip and refused to budge, pressing the knife more firmly in the brunette's throat. "They had an affair behind my back! They got married! They were supposed to go sign for a house! Now they got what they deserved."

JJ moved a step to the left to try and get a better shot, but Alexandra turned herself and Emily in sync with JJ's steps. "Alexandra, you are holding a federal agent hostage, you do not want to kill her. If you let her go, we can get in a good word for you in court."

"Federal agent?" Confusion was evidence in her voice as the young woman slightly loosened her grip on Emily. It was only now she seemed to realise what JJ was holding in her hands. Her grip tightened twice as hard and Emily coughed, wincing at the pressure around her neck. "You're FBI?! Impossible! I saw you at the café!"

"We were undercover," Emily managed to choke out, still trying to get Alexandra to loosen her grip around her neck. She felt the knife press deeper into her neck and a small cry left her lips as she felt it penetrate her skin just slightly, but definitely deep enough to draw blood.

JJ and Emily's eyes locked and the younger agent swallowed. She had to try and get a shot before Alexandra's knife dissapeared in Emily's neck completely. As she stared into brown eyes, she knew exactly what Emily was trying to tell her. JJ had the best shot in the entire team and Emily was silently begging her to take the shot. The blonde violently shook her head, refusing to shoot with Emily in the middle. "Alexandra, you need to let her go!" she ordered, again taking a step to her left. "Drop the knife!"

"No!" Alexandra screamed back, pulling at the knife so a cut of two inches appeared on Emily's neck. JJ's heart started aching. If Alexandra were to put just a little more pressure on the knife, she was sure to nick a major artery in the brunette's neck. "You couldn't be undercover! You can't fake a kiss like that!"

Far away, the two agents could hear sirens heading their way, but JJ knew time was running out. She locked eyes with Emily once again and she noticed how Emily manouvred her body so her left shoulder was in front of Alexandra's chest. The unsub seemed to be oblivious to the move, but Emily's eyes bore into JJ's, pleading her to take the shot. JJ kept shaking her head as tears made their way to her eyes. She couldn't take the shot, could she?

Emily felt the knife move against her neck and it was now or never. With her shoulder still in front of Alexandra's chest, she turned her full attention to the woman standing in front of her. "JJ, Jennifer, listen to me. I trust you, okay? You have the best freaking shot in the entire FBI, take it! Do it!"

"You'll be dead before she even pulls the trigger!" Alexandra spat and JJ saw the muscles in her arms flex. The blonde's eyes locked with Emily's once again and she saw the pain radiating from her brown orbs. Her fear instantly turned into determination and she pulled the trigger before two deafening cries filled her ear.

JJ instantly rushed forward, pulling Emily away from Alexandra, who was now laying on their hardwood floor with a bullet in her chest and a pool of blood gathering around her. Emily's right hand gripped her shoulder as blood slowly dripped throug her fingers. The unit chief gave JJ a thankful look as the blonde helped her to her feet. "I'm sorry, I..." JJ's voice trailed off as she saw the bullet hole she created in Emily's shoulder.

Emily reached out and rested a finger on JJ's chin with her left hand, forcing the younger woman to look at her as she ignored the stinging pain in her shoulder. "I told you to do it," she coaxed, tilting her head to the side to show the cut. "If you hadn't done it, this would be a lot worse." Police officers entered the house along with the team and Emily dropped her hand to her side. "Besides, I knew you had the best shot. It's a through and through just like I knew it would be. It'll heal in just a few days. Thanks to you, I'm not dead."

A small smile tugged on JJ's lips as she wrapped an arm around Emily's waist to support her before guiding her outside. They nodded to their team, who went inside the house to inspect the scene. Outside, JJ helped Emily climb into the ambulance, which Garcia had already called for as a precaution. They were lucky to have such a great technical analyst. "I'll see you in the hospital," JJ softly said before moving to jump out of the ambulance.

A hand on her arm prevented her from leaving and she turned around to see Emily staring at her, removing the oxygen mask the paramedics had just placed over her mouth. "Come with me," she whispered, gliding her arm down to rest her hand in JJ's. With a gentle squeeze, JJ agreed and moved to sit back down next to the brunette. They could still have a few more moments together before going back home to face another demon of their own.