Here's the next chapter folks. Hope you like despite the cliffhanger at the end. I will be honest with you all there are only about 3-4 more chapters left to this story.

Chapter 37: Elle's the…unsub?

The team regrouped back at the station and tried to piece together the profile. Morgan sighed and rubbed his temple.

"What I don't get is how is it possible for this unsub to dismember both Michael and James separately where there was enough time for one of them to call the cops. I mean there's something about this that doesn't make sense to me. And no defensive wounds?"

Reid peeked at glance at Morgan and Morgan glanced back. Neither said anything just looked at each other. Prentiss glanced at both of them and then tried to get back to the case.

"Apparently the penis is significant to the unsub, it's the only means of torture on these victims, why? What does it signify?"

"Simple," JJ said looking up. "It must be clear that these men remind our unsub of a person who raped him. All our victims were jailbirds who were in jail for rape and had been paroled."

"So obviously he's saying that men who have been raped should've been given life in prison," Rossi answered.

Hotch frowned. This started to remind him of Elle. He shook his head, he knew that was impossible. He cleared his throat, "I think we're ready."

Morgan nodded, "Yeah."

JJ went to find Sharif and came back to Hotch to tell him that they were ready.

{~CM~}

"The unsub or unknown subject, that you are looking for has been a victim of rape at one point or another," Rossi started. "You won't be able to tell this just by looking at them or talking to them. In everyday life, this particular unsub is a sociable person, but at the same time, shy. He'll talk to you and ask you questions about your life, but the minute he feels that you're starting to pry into his personal life, he backs off and closes up."

Hotch picked up, "While you can't tell just by talking or being in this person's company that he was a victim of rape, you can tell in the way he murders. He goes after people that had been in jail for rape and cuts off their genitalia allowing them to bleed to death."

Some of the male officers cringed. Reid cleared his throat and stood to pick up the profile.

"Paul Runge was one of the worst serial killers of Chicago. He had killed and raped 10 women, one being a 10 year old girl between the years of 1987 and 2001. Not only did he rape and kill his victims, he dismembered them completely and would scatter the body parts in different trash cans. He was also paroled a few times but was finally sentenced to death on February 28, 2006 for the murder of those 10 women."

One of the officers whistled, "Damn."

"The difference with our unsub," Morgan said looking at his boyfriend, "Is that this unsub only cuts off of the penis and lets them bleed to death."

Hotch nodded, "Please remember this is a very ordinary person, they wouldn't stand out in anything all. That's all for now, thank you."

Morgan walked over to Reid and pulled him aside gently, "Hey, you uh, wanna get some lunch?"

Reid bit his lip and looked down at his shoes before looking up and saw Rossi nod to him. Reid gave Morgan a small smile, "That would be great."

Morgan smiled and walked over to Hotch, "Reid and I are going to get some lunch," he said and walked back over to Reid and led him from the station.

Prentiss frowned, "How come they didn't invite us?"

"Because those two need to talk," JJ explained.

{~CM~}

Morgan and Reid went to a sub shop and ordered a couple of subs and then headed to Central Park. Neither one spoke on the walk over there until they found a secluded area and sat down.

"Derek, I'm sorry," Reid said looking down.

Morgan shook his head, "Baby, I just wanna know why. You gotta give me a reason."

Reid sighed, "It's not really you."

"What does that mean?"

"When Treyvon…when he was…taking me, I, um, I tried to let my mind wander the same way I did with Gideon, but this time it wasn't really working so I imagined it was you taking me, you know like maybe we decided to get a little kinky," Reid shrugged biting into his sub.

Morgan nodded as he bit into his sub, "Makes sense I guess."

Reid shook his head, "Only this time, things were getting jumbled as they were getting painful the more he…took me."

"So it ended up being me hurting you."

Reid nodded, "I don't know if that makes sense but…"

"No, baby it makes perfect sense, but what I don't get is why you didn't just tell me that in the beginning or why you were so withdrawn from me. I thought it was because you were mad at me that I didn't find you in time."

Reid sniffed, "No, I wasn't mad at you, Derek. I did that because I didn't want to elicit a flashback. You and Treyvon were similar and because of how you two jumbled together in my brain…"

"I could cause you to freak out," Morgan finished and Reid nodded.

Morgan sighed, "Okay. I get it now."

"I'm sorry."

"No, baby, you have nothing to be sorry for."

"Morgan? Reid?"

Both Morgan and Reid looked up and came face to face with Elle. Morgan frowned a bit, "Elle? What are you doing here?"

Elle laughed, "I could ask you the same thing. I live here in New York and I was just out for some exercise. What about you boys?"

"There's a case here," Reid said.

"Oh, I think I heard about that on the news. Something about a bunch of men who had their dicks cut off," she laughed.

Morgan's frowned deepened, "That's funny?"

"How could it not be, I mean these guys get their dicks cut off and left to bleed to death? Who cuts off a man's dick? I mean think about it that is obviously one pissed off chick."

Reid frowned looking at Elle and she smiled, "Well anyway, I'll let you boys get back to work. It was really nice to see you. Tell the others I said hi."

Reid and Morgan watched Elle run down the path and then looked at each other, "Shit!" Morgan cried.

"What's wrong?" Reid asked clearly confused.

"The profile is wrong. We've been looking at it wrong. We've been looking at it in terms of the unsub being a man instead of a woman."

Reid followed Morgan back toward the police station, "I don't understand Derek."

"Think about what Elle just said and the level of torture. First of all no man would just cut off another man's penis, they would dismember the entire body. This shows the lack of the torture amount. Women aren't prone to as much torture as a man would be. Well, normally that is."

Reid nodded, "Right."

The two entered the police station and told detective Sharif, and the rest of the team what they came up with.

"You really think a woman could do this?" Sharif asked.

Prentiss nodded, "It's very likely. Women naturally always go for the crotch when they wanna hurt a guy."

"So now what do we do?" Sharif asked.

"Try and revamp the profile. We know how she does what she does, but we don't know the why. We need to find out that stressor," Rossi said.

"Stressor?"

Morgan nodded, "Yes, it's something that makes an unsub do what they do. What compels them to start killing."

"For example the serial killer Martin Donald murdered couples because they reminded him of his wife and the man that she cheated on him with."

Sharif nodded, "Gotcha."

{~CM~}

Hotch rubbed his forehead and sighed. JJ looked at him, "What is it Hotch?"

Hotch shook his head, "The more we go through this and revamp the profile, the more this is looking like Elle to me."

Reid frowned, "Elle?"

Hotch nodded, "Do you all remember the case we had just before she quit?"

Morgan nodded, "Yeah we were working a rape case and she blew up at the unsub. You and I had to physically remove her from the room. What about it?"

"Elle told me that when she was younger she had been raped and that case triggered really bad flashbacks for her. She told me what happened and everything and I remember asking her if she wanted to find them and she said no."

"So you think this is her getting revenge for what happened to her as a teen?" Prentiss asked.

Hotch shrugged, "It's possible."

Rossi nodded, "We'll have to bring her in and question her."

Morgan pulled out his cellphone and dialed Garcia.

"Speak, O fortunate one."

"Garcia, we need an address on Elle Greenway."

"Elle? Why do you need an address…you don't think she could be the unsub do you? She was an FBI agent."

"Garcia, right now we don't know anything. Can you just give me her address?"

"Right, sorry," Garcia said and rattled off Elle's address.

Morgan hung up from Garcia and gave Hotch Elle's address and the two of them headed out to bring her in. Reid frowned.

"Do you seriously believe that Elle would do this?"

JJ shrugged, "You never know Spence, if she didn't, she may be able to lead us to the person who did."

Reid shook his head, "It just doesn't seem like her that's all."

{~CM~}

Morgan and Hotch approached Elle's apartment and Morgan knocked on the door, "Elle, its Morgan."

After a few minutes the door opened and Elle appeared smiling which quickly turned to a frown once she noticed Hotch.

"Seriously guys? You're considering me a suspect?" Elle sighed. "Should I come down to the station or do you wanna come in?"

Hotch and Morgan looked at each other and they both entered the apartment. Elle sat in the chair and the two agents sat on the couch. Elle looked at them and sighed.

"Yes those guys were scum and jerks but I didn't kill them. I think it's a little juvenile to cut someone's penis off and leave them to die don't you think?"

"There's nothing juvenile about having your dick cut off, Elle," Morgan said.

Elle just laughed, "Whatever you say Morgan."

"Elle, if you know this case, then you'd know that each of these men died one day after each other all this week," Hotch explained. "Care to tell us about your week?"

"I worked all week. I have a nine-to-five job and then after work's done, I come home and have dinner, drink some wine, watch television and then head to bed."

"You have anyone who can attest to that?" Morgan asked.

"My neighbor, Ms. Torturo. Look guys, like I said, those men are scumbags but I didn't kill them. Why would I waste my time on a couple of low-life rapists?"

{~CM~}

"So I decided to do a little more digging into the life and times of our precious victims, you know to see if anything else besides the rape charge overlapped and get this, three of our victims, Yarimal Lara, Harrison Dandrige and Kenny Fox, were all convicted of rape of a minor."

"How old?" Reid asked as he saw Hotch and Morgan return.

"Well let's see, Yarimal ended up raping a 15 year old girl, Harrison raped a 10 year old girl and Kenny raped a 13 year old girl."

"People are just sick," Prentiss commented.

JJ looked up at Hotch and Morgan, "You guys get anywhere with Elle?"

Hotch shook his head, "No but I think I know how we could."

"What do you mean?" Prentiss asked.

"Well Elle was raped before and if anything she'd want revenge on the people who hurt her, not to mention see any other rapist behind bars so we can use that to our advantage," Hotch said.

Prentiss frowned, "Sorry, I don't follow."

"Basically we'll talk to her again but with selective questions and if she is the unsub, she'll easily give herself up, if not, she'll end up giving us a clue as to who it is," Hotch explained.

"Clever," Morgan said. "Who's going to talk to her?"

"The only ones she can talk to freely. JJ and Prentiss."

TBC...