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Elizabeth felt really sick, nauseas, like she wanted to throw up. "She was found in a field." Will said as he went around another turn. "He didn't finish this time."

"She's alive?" Elizabeth asked curiously.

"No, he didn't cut out her heart." Elizabeth's head dropped. "Therefore he could still be in the area, so be careful." Will leaned back in the seat as a red light stopped them from going forward. "He has been on this spree for almost ten years."

"Surely you haven't been an agent for that long?" Elizabeth asked tilting her head.

"No, I've been an agent for five years now. This was my first case."

"How could you head up a department as critical as profiling at such a young age?" Elizabeth asked as he stepped on the accelerator.

"My partner that was killed…he was the head…he wanted me to take his place so I could find the bastard and kill him."

"This is personal for you."

"Somewhat." Will said no more as he pulled into a dirt road and parked by a local cruiser.

"I am Special Agent Turner, this is Special Agent Swann." Will introduced themselves as Elizabeth stood silently in the background.

Elizabeth walked around the scene. She felt things, saw things that many people couldn't. A sixth sense most would call it, and Elizabeth was in fine tune today. "She was being hunted." Elizabeth said. Elizabeth took long strides as Will followed behind her. "He caught up with her…pinned her down…she fought so hard that he almost wanted to kill her first, but he had to quench his hunger. He raped her, and stabbed her repeatedly."

Will watched her, and a smile spread across his face. "Go on."

"Then he heard some noises. He panicked and left." Elizabeth turned in a large circle scanning the entire area. "He is still here…watching."

Will's smile disappeared. "Now."

"Yes." Elizabeth pulled her gun out of her holster. "Beyond the trees there." Elizabeth pointed. Will took off, with Elizabeth at his heels.

Will then saw a thrashing of the shrubbery in front of him. He was going to catch the son of a bitch. Will slowly stopped running. "He's gone."

"He was here. I'm sure of it." Elizabeth said. Will looked at her curiously. "I am not crazy! I know he was here! I felt him!"

"How do you know? How could you possibly know?" Will asked as he holstered his gun.

Elizabeth looked away…to tell him her secret, a painful brutal secret now, no, it could not happen. "I don't know." Elizabeth said quietly.

"Then why the hell did you lead me on a wild goose chase?"

"I thought…" Elizabeth looked at him, he was angry. "I'm sorry."

Will looked at her and felt horrible. "Don't make me go running for nothing."

Elizabeth walked behind Will back to the crime scene. "What's with our Jane Doe?" Will asked the ME.

"Raped, beaten, stabbed repeatedly. Her body is still warm, time of death within the last two hours, less even. I'll know more once I get her in the lab." The ME rose. "And this is?"

"Doctor Lawrence Racine, this is Special Agent Elizabeth Swann. She's new to the office." Elizabeth looked at the small balding man. She was taller than he by a good six inches, and he had wire framed glasses. Even his crime scene suit and hair net were too big for the small man.

"Nice to meet you Doctor Racine." Elizabeth stuck out her hand and shook the Doctors.

"Pleasure is all mine Agent Swann." Elizabeth smiled as he shook her hand. "Now, Will, I told you that he cleaned up the scene before he left right?" Will nodded.

"This was rushed. I am finding some smudged fingerprints, who knows what else I may find?" Lawrence gushed. Will nodded again.

"We are going to head back to the office. Call me when the autopsy is complete." Will said as he beckoned Elizabeth to follow him.

"Why are we leaving so early?" Elizabeth asked once he had pulled away from the road.

"I want to have a cup of coffee with you."

"What?"

"I want to know how you knew some of those things, and I want a straight answer."

"We don't need coffee for that." Elizabeth said as anger edged her voice.

"Okay." Will turned the Crown Victoria to the side of the road. "Talk."

"I don't know you well enough." Elizabeth snarled.

"Do you trust me?"

"With my life. You're my superior and you're a fellow agent."

"But not with this?"

"No." Elizabeth shifted in her seat. "No, I am the only…"

Will stared at her. "If you think that by keeping secrets you're helping me in any way…"

"No, it helps me." Elizabeth then turned to face him. "Can we please get going? I have some things to do."

Will grunted angrily and shifted the car into gear. "You'll tell me one way or another."

"Maybe I will, maybe I won't." Will then let a small smile leak out. She would be one tough cookie.

POTC

"Doctor Racine called." Elizabeth said as she poked her head inside Will's office. "He says he'll have all of the information by tomorrow morning, eight am."

"That's fine." Will looked up from his paper work and noticed almost everyone was gone, except Elizabeth. "Aren't you going home?"

"No, I still have some things to do." Elizabeth looked at him. "Aren't you going home?"

"You'll find that I am usually the last to leave. I called for some pizza. If your interested then have a seat in here, you can finish your work, I won't make a peep." Will smiled.

Elizabeth smiled back. "That's okay. I don't want to intrude."

"It's no intrusion. Plus, I think it may be appropriate, I need to get to know you better."

"You have my file."

"True, but there is so much more I can learn from you." Will beckoned her to sit.

"Okay. What do you want to know?"

"Where did you grow up?"

"Everywhere, my father was a military man."

"General Weatherby Swann, he seems like an honest, proud man."

"I guess."

"You disagree?" Will asked curiously.

"My father and I never really got along. He didn't like much of what I did, so when I moved out and headed to college, I did it on my own."

Will soaked that in. "Your mother?"

"Divorced my father years ago. She lives in the area."

"You get along with her?"

"Yes, I love her to death. She is my rock." Elizabeth smiled. "Any more questions?"

"One more." Will then stood up and leaned against the desk in front of her. "In your file it says you survived an attack. You were hospitalized for a few weeks. What was that about?"

Elizabeth felt like she was sucker punched. Elizabeth stared at him. "I was attacked, and most of the information was suppressed by my father. I was just too broken to deal with it." Elizabeth then sighed. "I don't want to talk about it. I promise I will tell you everything."

"I hope soon. You are a very interesting woman."