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Chapter 11: Insight
The team, minus Morgan and Rossi, sat at the table, running over their separate letters.
"What's that?" Reid asked Prentiss quietly.
"Unsub sent me a note."
Heads snapped up. A chorus of "Me too," echoed throughout the room.
Rossi walked in at this moment. "Whoa, what?"
"Unsub has sent us all notes, you too?" Hotch asked firmly.
Rossi nodded. "Only when we understand ourselves, can we understand nature."
The team had a starting point. They quickly wrote out all the clues and set to work.
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The unsub laughed as he pushed the woman into a brown box. He positioned her in such a way that her open eyes stared straight up at anyone that opened the box.
It took him much time, as the human body isn't something that can be easily fit in a small box. He broke a few bones to make it work, but in the end, it was worth it. The arms and legs framed the face beautifully.
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"So, we all got these notes, stating that someone we love is gone, and that we have to find them?" Rossi asked.
Everyone else nodded.
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He smiled down at the woman.
He sealed the box, tying a white ribbon stained with blood around it. He dropped it off at the doors of the BAU.
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"So, basically, we think it's a chuch, with a Civil War memorial, out in the middle of nowhere?" Reid asked, incredulously.
Hotch nodded. "It's are best guess."
"Baby cakes, you got anything?" Morgan asked Garcia, who was joining them via speakerphone.
"No. I can't find anything like that around here," She answered.
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Emily was called to the front desk for a package. She opened it there, after discovering it was too heavy to lift. She screamed.
Staring up at her, were the wide, cold, dead eyes, of Elizabeth Prentiss. Her own mother.
A/N: Okay, I know that this chapter jumped around a bit, the next few probably will. Let me know what you thought. If you think you know who the unsub is, PM me.
