NOTE: This story is taking all the attention away from all of my other stories. XD But is that necessarily a bad thing? Nope. Not in the slightest. But my other stories need love too! So does Hotch, come to think of it. Well, we'll take care of that soon, now won't we? So, a little clarification. This takes place after Prentiss "dies". But I won't be ignoring that. You'll see how I'll deal with that soon enough.

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"It is not always what we know or analyzed before we make a decision that makes it a great decision. It is what we do after we make the decision to implement and execute it that makes it a good decision." -William Pollard

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Sandra put Ashley down in the crib and came downstairs with Nicholas. They sat down on the couch next to each other, across from the BAU women. She gripped Nicholas' hand for support. "I'm going to stay here."

JJ began to speak again, but Sandra held up her hand. "The victimology is too different. Do I look twenty-five? Wait, don't answer that. I'm also not blonde."

"You still fit half of the profile," said Abby.

"Even so-"

"We think Hotch is making the right choice," said Garcia firmly. "Right, Ladies? He doesn't want to ignore his own brand of intuition. 'Mentuition', I guess. I don't know what he calls it. Never mind. Anyway, I think he's absolutely right!"

"Still overcautious," Sandra noted.

"But a good kind of overcautious," said Nicholas.

"Ok. Since you're staying here, I'm going to call Hotch and get him and the team on speaker."

"Are they still at work?" asked Sandra.

"Yeah. They sent us to fill you in," said Abby.

As they spoke, JJ got out her phone and dialed the team.

"Hotchner."

"It's JJ. I'm putting this on speaker." She clicked a button and put the phone on the table.

"Who's there?" asked Hotch.

"Me, Glazer, Abner, Garcia and Nicholas," said JJ.

"What did she say?" asked Morgan.

"I'm staying home guys. The victimology isn't close enough for me to be a viable target for this Unsub," said Sandra. "I don't think I'm in much danger at all."

"Well, one other thing we could try is having Abner and her family stay at my house," said Rossi. At the BAU, he got some stares. "That way, if she is a target, she's not where the Unsub suspects it; and at the same time, she can be close to her family and safe too."

"Rossi, are you sure?" asked Hotch.

"I have plenty of room," said Rossi. "That and it's pretty out of the way."

"I like it," said Hotch. But does Sandra?

"I do too," said Sandra. "It gives us all what we want. What do you think, Nicholas?"

"I like it."

"Since we're going with this plan," began Hotch, "I'd like all of the Abners to come to the BAU as soon as you can come."

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Back at the BAU, after they'd hung up, Hotch turned to Rossi. "How are we getting the Abners to your house?"

"They can stay at the office until eight. It's already three, almost four," said Rossi.

"And I'd also like someone else to stay with you, if that's all right with you," said Hotch.

"That's fine. I have plenty of space," said Rossi.

"Good. Morgan, would you mind?" asked Hotch, gesturing at Rossi.

"Not at all," he replied.

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Sandra and family arrived not too long after. Nicholas and the kids were set up in Hotch's office after Nicholas had been filled in on the situation. The team went into the conference room and got down to business.

Pictures of the victims were on the board, their names underneath. Kimberly Barclay, Sofia Geiger and Erin Burns. Ages twenty, eighteen and twenty-five, respectively. Just as JJ'd told her, all three had blonde hair and blue eyes. Sandra turned to JJ and said, "If anything, you fit the Unsub's criteria more than I do."

"But I haven't just given birth." said JJ.

"And I don't have blonde hair," retorted Sandra.

"Moving on," said Morgan. "What do we think he does with the babies?"

"Well, what do we know about the births?" asked Abby.

They got Garcia on the line. "Your friendly neighborhood oracle of all things knowable and unknowable; at your service."

"We need everything on the births of the victims' babies," said JJ.

"Well," said Garcia after a minute, "I can tell you that all three mothers were on estrogen therapy for POF."

"What's POF?" asked Morgan.

"Premature Ovarian Failure," answered Garcia.

"But how could they still have kids?" asked Abby.

"Artificial insemination," said Garcia. "All three women had embryos implanted."

The team nodded in comprehension.

"That's a pretty specific victimology," said Sandra. "What's the M.O.?"

Wordlessly, JJ clicked the remote and the quite gruesome crime scene pictures appeared on screen. The women were each sprawled on the ground, ligature marks quite visible on the wrists and ankles. Sandra recoiled as her eye drifted down, towards the womens' groin. They were a bloody mess of torn flesh.

"And they died from blood loss?" asked Sandra, slightly disgusted.

"How else?" asked Rossi. "Someone cuts open...that particular area, at that point, I'd be glad to be dead."

"At that point, it would be a blessing in disguise," said Reid. "Wounds located in the groin can be quite traumatic."

"Ok, this is getting too grody for my ears. Is there anything else you need me for?"

"How close were the births and deaths?" asked Hotch.

Pause. "Two days."

"That's standard," said Sandra. "After a vaginal birth, you're supposed to stay in the hospital for two days."

"For a c-section, it's three days," said JJ.

"But how does the Unsub get a hold of the women?" asked Abby.

"I'm gonna go now, my pretties. Call me if you need anything," said Garcia.

"Can I still call anyway? And does it have to be PG?" asked Morgan.

"Oh Sugar, for you, I'll do NC-17," said Garcia. "Quantico's Queen of All That is Beautiful and Epic out!"

"Remind me to have her drug tested," said Hotch.

"You remember how that turned out last time, Aaron," said Rossi. "They did the test five times because they were sure they had it wrong. You remember how pissed off she was."

"Let's say we did and don't," said Hotch.

"Probably a wise idea," said Abby.

There was a pause.

"I'd say the Unsub is a woman," said Reid. "Think of it. There's practically an aversion to sex here! I'd say she was either a rape victim, or someone who failed to have a child."

"Makes sense. There's obviously no sexual pleasure, but cutting out the womb could be considered symbolic for an abortion," said Morgan. "Maybe our Unsub was forced to have an abortion by an outside influence, or she got one and regretted it afterwords."

"All of those profile very differently," said Hotch. "We'll need more information about the wounds. Morgan, you and Glazer go to the morgue and see what you can learn."

They nodded and left the room.

"I'd say she stalks her victims for at least half of the pregnancy," said Reid. "She probably also has access to information about a large number of people."

"What about a survey company?" asked Sandra.

"She'd have access to so much material," said JJ.

"That just means we'll have to find her before she kills again," said Hotch.

"How much time between each victim?" asked Sandra.

"One week."

"How long has it been since Erin Burnes was killed?"

"Six days."

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"One forges one's style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines." -Emile Zola

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NOTE: I have a feeling that this'll be a short case. I'm eager to get to some more monumental things.