JJ uses the remote to pull up the case on the plane TV. "All of us remember the unsub we refer to as 'Alphabet Soup'. Each victim is stabbed and allowed to slowly bleed to death with the stab wounds being words written out in Morse code. Last time we went after him he suddenly said goodbye and was gone. We had worried that our presence is what drove him underground." She pulls up another picture. "He's now in Birmingham, Alabama. His new victims are showing the same stabbing patterns but this time there is very little sign of struggle. We think that this may mean he has a female helping him."

"Helping him how?" Morgan asks.

"We think he 'captures' his victim on a date. The woman is actually a plant but the unsub threatns her to get the true victim to comply. The woman then participates in the torture by inflicting 1 or two wounds, which are characterized by their hesitation. And if he holds to pattern, he is hunting a victim today and will kill him tomorrow."

"Do we know where he is hunting?" Reid asks.

"The victims so far have been out at 2 different nightclubs. During the week they are more dinner clubs with low music, mood lighting and a chance for couples to get to know each other without having to talk over the noise of the club scene," she replies. She flips to another screen. "The plan is to put a 'happy couple' in each of those bars and cross our fingers."

Garcia grins. "I guess this means I'm not along for my stellar computer skills alone."

Hotch gives her a smile. "Afraid not. Adante has been on TV and so has JJ. You'll be paired with me and have an earbud in to stay in contact with Rossi, who will be watching from the restaurant security room. Prentiss, Morgan you will be couple #2 with Reid and JJ in your ears. I am not sure where Collins and Adante will be as yet. They and Rossi are talking to the restaurant owners today to arrange everything. They will also coach wait staff to ask probing questions of any couples and to be on the lookout for the woman that was with the victims."

Morgan slides his eyes to Emily then back to Hotch. "So, uh, do the 'happy couples' have to be single?"

Hotch shakes his head. "Not necessarily. The unsub already has a mark in mind and his partner is luring them in. Those of us watching from inside the restaurant won't be of interest to him."

Morgan nods. "Good."

Emily gives him a smile and nod of thanks. Reid looks at their chief.

"Hotch, what about the cold cases?"

Hotch shrugs. "Technically we are not involved with those. However, we will assist with those cases as needed since our false story drew out the truth after so many years." He glances at JJ. "That said, I think we all know that no matter how long it takes anytime a family can get real answers and real closure it is worth any extra time we put into it. Don't let it interfere with our active case but feel free to offer your help to the cold cases as you see fit."

JJ nods, too choked up to speak as she gets supportive smiles from the rest of her team, too. The blonde profiler will admit she is eager to help those families the way her own was helped. Just a small way to pay it forward for all the work her team did on behalf of the Jareau's.

Emily gives her dinner companion a flirty, sultry smile. "So this is where you bring me for our anniversary?"

Morgan gives her a killer smile. "I thought since we met here it was appropriate."

Emily nods. "True." She takes a sip of water. "Think you'll get lucky tonight?"

Morgan chuckles. "Only if your wife remembers this is all an act and doesn't shoot me," he whispers.

Emily and JJ both start to giggle, though only Morgan and Emily are aware of the blonde's presence. They exchange small talk as any couple would but their eyes are darting casually around the restaurant, looking for the woman that one waitress remembered seeing with one of the victims.

Morgan lifts his glass. "To us."

Emily clinks her glass against his. "To us."

He leans closer. "And here's to the fact that I think our suspect is sitting two tables behind you with the guy in the gray shirt and red tie."

Reid's voice comes across their ear buds. "Got her. JJ is talking to the waitress so we can get a read on her. Collins is running the outside camera's back to see what car they arrived in and get the license place info."

Emily smiles at Morgan. "Let's hope this is our best anniversary ever."

He chuckles. "Here, here."

At a dinner club across town Garcia smiles at the waitress.

"Actually it's a first date for us. We've been co-workers for a lot of years and, well, sometimes you have to stop ignoring the sparks."

The waitress smiles. "That's wonderful. Well, my name is Amanda and anything you need just let me know. Hopefully you will come back and see us for many anniversaries to come."

Garcia smiles lovingly at Hotch. "I hope so."

Hotch just blushes as the waitress walks away to get their drinks. He leans towards Garcia.

"Is there something I should know, Garcia?" he inquires.

She grins. "I'm an actress in my spare time, Hotch. You know that. Now loosen up because there is no way I would ever date a stiff like you're acting."

Hotch rolls his eyes as he hears Rossi and Adante laughing via his earbud. "Well, I guess we know all the mics are working. Now would you two stop laughing at us and pay attention to the other patrons."

Hotch and his lovely date have just finished their salads when Garcia stiffens, staring past him towards the restrooms.

"Uh, sweetheart, I think your old secretary is here," she says cordially.

Hotch gets what she is saying. "Rossi, how'd she get in without being seen?" Hotch whispers furiously.

Rossi stares at the woman on the camera as she walks back to the reception area. "She just came in with a man and went on to the restroom while they wait for a table. Adante is trying to find their vehicle to get plate info."

"Good. Let us know where they sit and we can adjust our seats enough to watch them."

"Copy."

The waitress smiles down at the couple. "I understand this is a first date for you?" she says amiably.

The woman chuckles. "Not exactly. First date after baby."

The waitress' eyes widen. "Really? Wow! You look great. Baby must be, like, 2 years old now."

The woman blushes. "No, just 8 weeks."

"Well, you look fabulous. Anything you two need just flag me down. Enjoy your first night out."

The couple smiles as the waitress walks away. She walks into the kitchen and straight to JJ.

"Did you hear?"

JJ nods. "You did great. Sounds like they aren't the ones we're looking for. You did a really, really good job."

JJ pulls out her phone and calls Rossi. "Dave? Not this woman." She listens a second. "Then let's hope it's your woman and we can end this soon."

"Car is registered to Harrison Connery, widower, 35 years old. Has lived in the area his whole life," Adante reports.

"Sounds like the perfect mark for our duo," Rossi notes. He lifts his mic. "Hotch, this is probably the guy.

Hotch nods and smiles at Garcia. "Darling, it looks like this is going to be a perfect night for us."

"Excellent," Garcia replies with a smile, lifting her club soda with lime up in toast. "Rossi, get me a good picture of her to run through my facial rec programs. After Hotch finishes treating me to this most wonderful dinner I will track her info down, too."

"Will do, kid. Treat that woman right, Hotch. She deserves the best."

Hotch smiles. "I agree 100%. Just, uh, make sure Stephanie knows this is all for show."

Garcia giggles. "Deal, Hotch."

Harrison Connery opens his door at 1:30 a.m. and stares at the four people holding up badges. "Uh, what the hell?"

"Mr. Connery, I am Aaron Hotchner with the FBI. This is SSA Rossi and Detectives Collins and Adante. We need to speak with you about a woman you are seeing."

"Uh, look, no offense to her but tonight was a first date and it was her idea. If she's done something I don't know about it."

"It's not what she's done it's what she's planning to do. To you," Adante explains. "Please, if we could come in?"

Connery is stunned as he steps aside and lets the LEOs enter his home. He has a bad feeling he won't be getting any sleep that night.

At 8 p.m. Tuesday night, JJ radios in from the surveillance van. "Male suspect just snuck into the backyard. Female suspect approaching Connery's door."

"Copy, JJ. We're ready," Hotch radios back.

Connery smiles and acts surprised when he opens the door. "Phyllis! What a surprise! I thought we weren't supposed to meet until tomorrow?"

Mia Bridge (aka Phyllis) smiles coyly. "Maybe I couldn't wait. So, uh, can I come in?"

He steps aside. "Of course. Can I get you a drink or anything?"

"A beer would be good," she replies.

As Connery steps into the kitchen to grab a couple of beers, Mia asks where the bathroom is located. He points it out and she goes down the hall and into it. She unlocks the window, runs some water, then leaves as if all is good. Within moments, her father Nicolas Bridge is crawling into the home.

"Team, male suspect just climbed in the bathroom window," Emily reports from her location out back near the shed.

"Copy," Hotch replies from his location in the master bedroom. "Get ready to move when the mics in the living room tell us the suspects are acting."

Emily quickly makes her way up to the house, concealing herself down beside the back door in case a suspect makes a break that way. In front, Reid is near the front door. Hotch, Rossi, Morgan, Adante and Collins are all in the house. Morgan would secure Connery's safety while the others take down the suspects. It should run like clockwork.

"Which means it could all go to hell in an instant," Emily thinks to herself as she double checks her firearm.

As soon as Hotch hears Nicolas Bridge order his daughter and Connery to their knees he gives the order. "Move in. NOW!"

The five inside move swiftly and quietly to the doorway of the living room. Hotch gives a silent countdown and on 1 they burst into the room. Both Bridge's are quickly taken to the ground as Connery is hustled out of the room behind Morgan. After the suspects are cuffed, Rossi kneels down and stares into the face of Nicolas Bridge.

"So, what's Morse Code for 'Life in Prison'?"

The man just sneers as Collins starts to read him his rights. Hotch steps into the hallway to check on Connery.

"All okay?"

"Scared shitless but okay. That will go down as the worst first date of my life."

Morgan grins. "Actually the first date was nice. It was the second that sucked."

Connery chuckles. "True. Agents, I don't know how to thank you. You saved my life."

Hotch extends his hand. "Thank you for agreeing to help us. You've saved a lot of lives today."

Connery blushes. "Just glad I could help a little. My buddies are never going to believe this!"

Morgan pats him on the back. "Trust me, by the time the trials are over, they'll believe it."

"Yeah, I guess so."

By midnight the team is walking into the lobby of the hotel. Hotch looks at them.

"Well done. Both the last time we went after him and this time. JJ, Rossi you managed to not only nail this bastard but to also close two cases over 50 years old. I'd say you more than earned the right to sleep in until 9 tomorrow. The rest of you, be at the precinct by nine so we can close things down and get flying back to Quantico."

Everyone nods their agreement and makes their way to their hotel rooms. Just before he walks into his room, Emily takes Morgan's arm.

"I should have said it sooner…thank you for buying that ring. It really did help to do the 'Happy Couple' as a married duo. It may sound crazy but it just hurts my heart and mind to take my wedding ring off."

Morgan smiles and gives her a hug. "No need to thank me, Emily. Just part of the job we all do to watch out for each other. I love you, you know."

"I know. Love you, too, Derek."

JJ pats them both on the back and takes her wife's hand. "Come on, Prentiss. Let's get your old butt to bed. You have to be up early tomorrow."

Emily slides the blonde a glance as Morgan and JJ laugh. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, woman."

JJ just winks at Morgan as Emily leads her down to their room.