Warning- Mature content in this chapter. Rated M to be safe. Read with caution.

October 22nd, 0700 Hours

"Oh let it go Seth." Trina rolled her eyes as Seth drove her to the Davis Station after picking her up at home.

"Are you kidding? You are funny when you have had a few too many." Seth laughed. "You even brought up my hair."

"Well I do miss your blonde streak." She smiled.

"So you said…. actually you said it made me look sexy." Seth winked.

"I actually called you sexy? There isn't enough alcohol in the state." She said.

"Glad you aren't hung over today." Seth smiled.

"Anything exciting happen overnight?" she asked as he drove.

"No, other than some cute girl babbling about sex the night was quiet." Seth snickered.

"I am going to choke the life out of you." Trina glared at him.

"By the way, Dolph called. He wants to meet with you and Steve as soon as possible. He says he has been doing further investigation with the remains of our Jane Doe." Seth said.

"Anything come in from Charleston yet about who she is?" Trina asked as she sipped her coffee.

"No. Layfield said that he would look through missing person cases this morning." Seth said.

"I hope we can figure out who she is so we can give her back to her family." Trina said. "Unidentified victims bother me."

"I know. They bother all of us." Seth pulled into the parking lot.

"I'm going to check on with the chief and then head to the morgue." She hopped out of the vehicle.

0735 Hours

Trina walked into the morgue, and looked around. Dolph wasn't in the cold room, but she crossed the hall and found him and Steve together in his small lab.

"Dolph, what do you have this morning?" she walked in.

"Trina, glad you are here. I have spent the past 24 hours going over our Jane Doe case. Found some interesting things." Dolph looked up at her.

"Dolph was just telling me that it was a good suggestion to look into bondage items." Steve gave her a small smile.

"What did you find?" Trina asked.

Dolph laid out the autopsy photos and a few that he had blown up of specific areas of the body. "The bruises on her nipples appear to be from nipple clamps. That is a rather common bondage item. However, the ones used on her are a little more…exotic shall we say."

"Exotic nipple clamps?" Steve raised an eyebrow.

"I looked around online and in a few databanks…the bruises on Jane Doe's nipples appear to be from a type of nipple clamp referred to as nipple vises. They can be adjusted just like a vise for the desired tightness." Dolph explained.

"I don't think the run of the mill couples looking to spice things up go for such things." Steve said.

"True, I don't think they are the type of thing all those trying bondage because of 50 shades are into." Dolph said. "Especially because the bruising on Jane Doe indicates that the vise used on her had jagged edges on one side."

"Really?" Trina looked closer at the pictures.

"Yes, see the bruising on the top of the nipple is a solid line. The bruising on the lower nipple is jagged and small pinpricks. I looked online and a few of the hardcore bondage merchandise sites do sell nipple vises with sharp edges." Dolph said.

"Some people like weird things." Trina shook her head.

"But liking hardcore bondage doesn't make you a killer. Anything else?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, I still haven't found what caused the cuts on her. My guess is a knife or scalpel. But I did find what caused the bruises on her labia." Dolph pulled out a different set of pictures.

"More clamps?" Steve asked.

"That is what I originally thought. I looked through several different types of clamps meant for the labia but couldn't find any matches. But a few graphic pictures I stumbled upon during my searches gave me the answer. The bruises were caused by clothespins." Dolph explained.

"That has to hurt. Who would want a clothespin on their…. ouch." Trina cringed.

"From the pattern of bruising I would say there were six clothespins used on her. Three on each side." Dolph explained.

"So we have two victims, both show signs of bondage activity. Killed with different types of asphyxia." Steve thought aloud. "Could this be a guy who doesn't know how to safely practice bondage and has accidentally killed these girls?"

"We still haven't proven the killer is a male. There hasn't been one trace of semen found on either victim." Trina said. "But I doubt it's accidental."

Dolph and Steve looked up at her.

"First of all, Langston found evidence on Amy Dumas' laptop that she had been researching bondage safety. So chances are she wouldn't choose a partner without discussing safe words, boundaries and such first." Trina explained her thinking. "And even if Dumas' death was accidental, I find it hard to believe whoever killed her would move onto another partner so quickly. An accidental death would shake up a person who truly didn't mean to do it."

Steve smiled at her. "You make several good points. You are so smart."

Trina looked down with a small blush. "I just want to get this figured out."

Dolph watched the two for a moment, seeing that each was fighting to not reach out for the other. He then cleared his throat.

"That is all I have found. I ran a tox screen and she had no drugs in her system." Dolph said.

"Good work on matching the bruises to what caused them. I am impressed." Steve said.

"No problem. I just wish I could give you more." Dolph said.

"No this is really great. It is enough that I can start working on an unofficial killer profile." Trina assured him. "I better get back to Davis. Call if you find anything else."

"I better go catch Flair up on everything." Steve started to leave. "Great job."

Steve walked down the hall behind Trina as they exited the building.

"Are you really going to do a profile on the killer?" Steve asked her.

"Yeah, I mean we don't have much to go on but I want to start with what we have." She said.

Steve smiled at her. "You have a real talent there. Even if you want to stay here in Tucker county you should take some classes and develop it further."

"Maybe, I do enjoy learning new things. And it might come in handy around here. Of course after the Calaway case I hoped I'd never need to do it again." She looked up at him.

"Call me and let me know what you come up with? I am really interested and last time you nailed it." Steve said.

"Of course I will." She smiled at him. "I'll talk to you later."

"I'll be waiting for your call." Steve smiled and watched her walk to her vehicle.

1500 Hours

Trina looked over her notes one final time and then picked up her cell phone. She dialed Steve's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Borden." He answered the phone.

"Steve, I have been working on profiling the killer and want to get your opinion." She said.

"Well what have you…. hold on…." she heard muffled noises as if Steve was covering the receiver. She heard Summer's voice and felt her throat tighten. "If I need anything I will let you know…sorry about that. So what have you got?"

She didn't respond; she was distracted trying to figure out what Summer might have wanted. She knew Summer had been pursuing Steve since she was hired at the Parson's station.

"Trina…you still there?" Steve asked.

She shook herself. "Yes, I am still here. If this is a bad time, I can call you later."

"No, this is fine. So what have you come up with?" Steve asked.

"Well it is obvious that our killer is into bondage. We already know Amy Dumas was into bondage so I am willing to bet that our Jane Doe was as well. Our killer wants willing partners. It is possible that they have partners they do not kill and that something triggers them to kill." Trina explained.

"So you think that the killer doesn't kill every partner?" Steve questioned.

"It's possible. Look at the case of Joel Rifkin, he was constantly soliciting hookers. He has admitted he might solicit three in one night…. the first two would be fine and then something in him would snap and he would kill the third one." She waved to John as he walked in.

"Good point."

"The killer is very smart. They know how to avoid leaving behind evidence. If it is a male, they are careful to not leave semen behind. Male or female they are cleaning the body post mortem." Trina said. "I also wonder if the washing and redressing of the victim is part of a ritual the killer has. Cleaning them up, presenting them neatly as if to say 'look what I did'. Lots of killers like to show off their work." She went on.

"I don't think the killer could be a woman. How many female serial killers have been into bondage?" Steve pointed out.

"I knew you would bring that up so I researched it a bit this afternoon. It is very rare but it does happen. Britain recently had a female killer into violence and bondage…Joanna Dennehy." She read off her notes.

"Damn, you are good at this." Steve chuckled. "I have never heard of that case."

"Read up on it, she was vicious." Trina smirked at the fact she surprised Steve.

"What about the possibility of a killer couple?"

"I considered that, but the fact that our victims have been found clean and neatly dressed makes me think it is a lone killer. In the case of killer couples, the victim is usually tossed out or horribly treated post-mortem. Typically, because one partner is jealous of the victim for one reason or another." She told him.

"Valid point again." He said.

"Tucker county is a comfort zone for them. They know the area from either living here, working here or lived here once and moved away." Trina said.

"You got a lot of good stuff there. Now all we need is a suspect." Steve sighed.

"Like you kept telling me during the Calaway case, we'll get them." She assured him. "I better go. I got a few things to get done before I head home tonight."

"Good job on this. I am proud of you…. I mean that." Steve said.

She smiled. "Thank you." She hung up.

She looked over to see John pulling out his small flask.

"John, what on earth?" she stared at him.

"Karen Angle is going to drive us all to drink soon." John poured some whiskey in his coffee.

"What now?" Trina sighed.

"Apparently she found out that Kurt had been cleaning off his new land. She says someone at her church mentioned seeing Kurt and his girlfriend out there clearing it off."

"Wait…. that nitwit goes to church? And still acts like this? Not even Bray's congregation carry on like fools around town and they handle snakes!" Trina laughed. "Does she sleep through the sermons?"

"So this morning, Karen goes to the courthouse over in Parsons and finds Kurt owns that parcel of land. Deeds are registered, it is public information. I am surprised the moron was bright enough to figure out to go to the courthouse." John sipped his coffee.

"Never underestimate a gold digger. Remember Joe and Nicola?" Trina rolled her eyes.

"So Karen shows up at Kurt's job having a screaming fit that he was 'hiding money from her' and 'what's he need a new house for?'. The supervisor called us to make her leave." John said. "I get there and Karen feels the need to tell me every complain she has about Kurt and this new girlfriend. I thought I would have to Taser her to get her to shut up!"

"If Kurt marries this girl, I hope they elope. Otherwise Karen will interrupt the wedding and then burn down the church!" Trina laughed. "Seth will love hearing about this when he gets in."

1700 Hours

Trina was at her desk gathering her things as she listened to Seth laughing while John told him about the latest Karen Angle incident. Even she was chuckling at John's exasperation with the whole mess.

"Guys, I am headed out!" she called to them.

"Goodbye my Morticia." Seth blew her a kiss.

"You're going to make me lose my lunch." She chuckled.

"You know you love me!" Seth called after her.

"Everyone loves a clown!" she called back as she exited.

She hurried across the parking lot and climbed into her Jeep. She planned to stop by the small mom and pop market at the edge of town and then head home. She started her Jeep and pulled out onto the road.

Her cell phone rang and she saw Naomi's number pop up on the screen. She picked up her cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Trina, I figured I better check on you. I hadn't heard from you in a few days." Naomi said.

"Oh I am fine. This case has been keeping me busy. Then last night I went to Almost Heaven and had a few too many. Seth took me home." Trina said.

"Jimmy has been busy with this case too. By the way, Steve had dinner with us the other night." Naomi said.

"I am not surprised. Steve is friends with Jimmy."

"He really misses you. Are you sure this is right?" Naomi asked.

"To be honest I don't know if I am coming or going. I love Steve. I love him more than anyone. But I can't come between him and his son. But, I hurt so much. And working this case with him just has me more confused." She said.

"Honey no one can tell you what is right. But I can tell you that man is miserable without you." Naomi said.

"I don't know what to do." Trina said.

"Give it time, something will work out. In the meantime, we need to have lunch." Naomi said.

"That sounds great. How about tomorrow?" Trina smiled.

"I'll call you around noon. I have to go, Jimmy said something about a bonfire. He builds a fire pit and suddenly we have to have s'mores every day." She laughed.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow." Trina laughed as she hung up and pulled into the market parking lot.

She climbed out of her Jeep and walked inside to see Henry Godwinn behind the counter reading the newspaper. She had known him since she was a child. He had owned the small market for years.

"Good evening, Mr. Godwinn." She waved at him.

"Trina, nice to see you." Henry smiled at her. "How have you been?"

She picked up a basket. "Oh you know how it is, work keeping me busy."

"Any news on those dead girls they found?" he asked.

"Now you know I cannot tell you about an ongoing case." She smiled. "I need to pick a few things. You have any pickled corn in? I never can get it quite right when I try it."

"In the back." Henry pointed.

Trina walked to the back of the store and began looking through the shelves. She found several new jams that she just had to try so she filled her basket. She wandered around the market looking for anything else to catch her attention. Finally, she walked back to the front of the store to check out.

"Trying some of the new jams I see." Henry chuckled as he began to ring her up.

"I figure it will be a nice change. I have so much blackberry jelly at home that I made." She said.

"Bray was in here the other day. He said you took in another cat." Henry chuckled. "You're so much like your dad. Never could turn away a stray."

"Yeah, remember that starving cow he took in?" Trina chuckled.

"How could I forget? And then when she got healthy you wouldn't let him sell her because you knew she would be killed. Daddies never can say no to little girls." Henry chuckled as she handed him her debit card.

"I think we had the only cow in the county that ever lived to 16 years old." She chuckled.

Henry bagged up her groceries and handed her the bag. "Stop in again. I will set aside some of those big yams you love for Thanksgiving."

"Thank you. If I don't make that sweet potato casserole, Seth will whine until the new year." Trina smiled.

Trina walked out of her store and started towards her Jeep when she immediately realized she had a flat tire. As she got closer she noticed both tires on the driver's side were flat. She sighed figuring she must've ran over nails somewhere and unlocked the Jeep. She set her bag on the seat and opened the glove compartment to take out a flashlight.

She switched on the flashlight and looked down at the front tire. In the light she could see the tire had a deep gash across it.

"What the hell?" she was confused.

She quickly walked to the back tire and saw that it was slashed as well. Trina walked around the back of the Jeep and noticed the spare tire had been slashed and was deflated. She continued walking around to the passenger side, seeing the rear tire slashed. As she started towards the front, she stopped dead in her tracks. Spray-painted in black across the passenger side was 'bitch'.

She turned and hurried back into the store. Henry looked up startled at her as she rushed in.

"Trina, what's going on?" Henry looked confused.

"My Jeep was vandalized in the parking lot." She told him as she grabbed her cell phone out of her pocket.

"What?" Henry walked out from behind the counter.

"Seth, my Jeep has been vandalized. Five tired slashed and spray painted." Trina said, shaking a little.

"What the fuck? Trina are you okay?" Seth nearly yelled.

"Seth, I am fine. Just come out here to make a report. We can take it from there. I am at Godwinn's Market." She tried to reassure him.

"Do you know who did it? I am on my way. I am calling Jerry." Seth said.

"No, I was inside the store. I came out and found it vandalized. See you in a few minutes." She hung up.

"I can't believe this! We never have trouble at this place." Henry told her.

"It's not your fault. Seth will be here soon." She said, taking a calming breath.

"Do you think they are still here?" Henry asked. "I have a shotgun in the back."

"I know you do. I doubt the stuck around too long, too big a chance of getting caught." Trina tried to reassure him. "Just wait for Seth to get here, he will handle it."

Trina felt a lot of emotions at once. Someone had vandalized her Jeep and she didn't know why. She couldn't call Steve for comfort. She was upset that someone had targeted her at a public place.

Finally, she saw Seth pulling in driving one of the department vehicles. She hurried out of the store and ran to the car before he was out of it. Seth jumped out of the car and looked her over.

"You sure you're okay?" Seth asked.

"Yeah, just a little shook up. This doesn't make any sense." Trina said.

Before she could say anymore, Jerry pulled in driving his personal car. She realized Seth must've called him at home. Jerry got out of his car and walked over to join them.

"You okay?" Jerry asked.

"Fine, I'll tell you what I know. I came here after I left the station. I went inside the market; I was in there 15 minutes at most. When I came out I found all four tires and my spare tire slashed and the passenger side had been spray painted. Neither Henry nor I saw or heard anything unusual. No one else came into the store while I was in there." Trina said.

"Let's take a look. We know Henry doesn't have security cameras here." Jerry sighed. "Seth bring flashlights."

Seth grabbed a few of the flashlights from the car and the three of them walked over to Trina's Jeep. They walked around looking at the slashed tires. They then walked to the opposite side of the Jeep and looked at the graffiti.

"This is sick." Seth gritted out.

"Trina, I think this is connected to those strange notes you have been getting." Jerry said. "I need you to think hard. In the past few months have you arrested or ticketed anyone that really took exception to it? Anyone that reacted unusually angry or threatened revenge?"

Trina thought back for a few moments. "No, just the usual tickets, help Randy with the occasional unruly patron. The only person I really pissed off was Calaway but he's in Moundsville in prison."

"I have been chewing on this awhile and I need to ask….is this the kind of thing Nicola would do? Women can be vindictive, look at Karen Angle." Jerry asked.

"I don't know. I don't know much about her other than the bullshit she pulled while I was still dating Joe." She shrugged.

"Joe seems to blame you for him having to pay child support. If he is upset with Nicola over it, she might be blaming you." Jerry said. "I am going to speak with her in the morning."

"If you think that is best." Trina nodded.

"Do you feel safe staying alone tonight?" Seth asked her.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." She said as a tow truck pulled into the parking lot.

Dean Ambrose climbed out of the truck and walked over towards them. He saw the damage on the Jeep and shook his head.

"This is disgusting. Who did you piss off?" Dean asked her.

"Not sure. What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Seth called me. He knew your Jeep would need fixed. And you guys been throwing me all kinds of business since you split from that asshole." Dean said.

"Like I was gonna call Joe!" Seth piped up.

"Okay, Seth take pictures of everything. When he is done, Dean you can tow her Jeep. Trina, I am going to talk to Mr. Godwinn and then I will drive you home." Jerry said.

"I'll bring you a loaner car in the morning. It is gonna take a few days to get this paint stripped off and repainted. I think I have the tires already in stock. A lot of people around here have Jeeps." Dean told her.

"Thank you." She hugged him.

"Any time. And I am discounting them, no arguments." Dean chuckled. "Least I can do for the lady that increased my business by 32 percent in the past year."

"Damn, that much?" Trina giggled in spite of the situation.

"Oh yeah, all your friends starting coming to me exclusively, some people that heard gossip and surprisingly several of those snake handlers. I guess it's okay to pass around a snake as long as you don't hit a lady." Dean shrugged.

"It's creepy how Bray knows things." Seth shuttered.

"Creepy or not those nuts drive cars which means I get to work on them." Dean smiled.

"Okay let's get to work. Trina you will need to file an official report in the morning." Jerry told them.

"You sure you should stay alone tonight? Should I call someone to stay with you?" Seth asked.

"I will be fine. If I start living in fear this asshole gets what they want." Trina smiled.

"Just the same, someone was bold enough to damage an officer's vehicle in public. I will be patrolling by your house every hour tonight." Seth said.

"Just don't shoot one of my cats claiming you thought it was a midget in disguise lurking around." She winked at him.

Author's Notes- So much happening in the story! And I am thankful for all of the reviews and support for this story. It makes working on this story such a joy. Thank you so much. You guys are so awesome! Batistasprincess (I am glad it was a success. I worried people would lash out.) Paisley2 (I was upset myself. I nearly strangled a guy at work who didn't warn me and I found out by chance. Can't wait for his return. And I can't reveal the victim yet. Oh Karen….if you only knew. LOL) jcott3 (I was surprised you didn't point out some of the wrestlers from last chapter. That is usually your forte. I love that you work the case, keeping track of clues and putting out ideas. It is so much fun for an author. And I am glad you enjoyed Seth and a drunk Trina!) Carlyrosanna83 (Love my biggest Steve/Trina fan!)