Hello my lovely readers,

I know it's been a while so let's jump into it, shall we!

First of all, 1st post of 2019! Yay!

Second, we have hit 100 followers and 66 favorites!

Third of all, I would like to apologize for taking so long to post this chapter. I had writers block and I didn't have any motivation to write. I would write a little and then lose interest. So, today (2/21/19) I sat down and decided I needed to get this chapter done. To be honest I think the reason I had so much trouble was because it was more of a filler than anything.

Another reason I think I had problems was I didn't get many reviews as I would have liked. Like I have said before it makes things easier for me to write when I know my readers are enjoying what they're reading and want to see more. So, to the people who are commenting and review, thank you, it really means a lot.

I hope you enjoy this chapter and again I am sorry it took me so long to get it out there.

Thank you,

M.

Chapter 15.

Bodies

I didn't remember the drive to G.A.R Woods; all I did remember was thinking I needed to get to the woods. Why I needed to get there? I had no idea, I knew I wasn't going to be able to help. It wasn't my job to get in the middle of recovering victims. I was the person who sent the first responders to the scene. It was my mind was telling me I had to get there as fast as I could. I decided not to argue or second guess myself.

When I arrived, everything was in complete, organized chaos. There were at least five squad cars, and a fire truck. My brother's team was here, because I could see Erin talking to Kim. The one vehicle I didn't see was the ambulance. In its place was the coroners' vans and there was a single thought running through my mind: she didn't make it. The young woman who fought to live didn't make it to tell someone, who done this to her.

Letting it sink in, I knew I needed answers to what had happened. There was only person who would give me answers and I was going to find him. I glanced around the scene in front of me and soon found who I was looking for. Taking a step forward to make my way toward Voight, I was caught off guard a muscular body. I glanced up to find my brother staring down at me. He looked very surprised to see me.

"What are you doing here Roe?" he asked. "You don't need to be here.

Before I knew what was going on, Adam turned me around, put a hand on my back started, and pushing me towards my truck. This wasn't going to work on me, so I dug my heels into the ground and stopped. When my brother turned around to look at me he was glaring and I matched it with everything I had.

"I had to see what was going on," I answered, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Why?" he questioned.

"Because I was the one who got the call. I needed to see this for myself."

"Sis, I don't think you should be down here. This is a crime scene."

"I don't care if it's Molly's. I need to know what's going on."

"Why?"

I hesitated for a few seconds not knowing what to even say to answer his question. To be honest, I didn't have a clue why I was here to begin with. There was just something that told me, I needed to be at this spot at that very moment. It was hard to explain; hard enough to where I couldn't even explain it to myself. So, with that said, how was I going to describe it to other people to make them understand? I definitely couldn't say it in a way to make my brother see it from my side. What was I going to do?

Thankfully, I wasn't going to have to think of anything because someone called my name. Looking in the direction the voice came from I saw Kim and Erin walking toward me and Adam. They looked just as confused as my brother and I couldn't really blame them. I had never showed up at a crime scene before. I was just full of surprises, I guess.

Giving them a small smile as they walked up, I didn't like the expressions on their faces. Besides the confused looks upon seeing me, I could see something else shining in their eyes. Sadly, I hadn't been around my friends long enough to decipher these emotions. They seemed happy enough to see me, but there was something they didn't want to tell me. I could tell that for sure.

"What are you doing here Mo?" Kim asked.

"I don't really know," I confessed. "I was the one who got to call and there was just something about it. I needed to see what was going on. How's the girl?"

"We don't know," Erin answered. "The ambulance took her to Med. We won't know anything for a while."

"What happened to her? I heard she was covered in bruises and blood."

"You know we can't tell you that Roe," Adam chimed in.

"Can't blame a girl for trying."

I glanced around the scene around me. There were so many things going on at once, it was hard to keep my eyes on it all. The one thing that caught my eye were the dogs running around with their handlers. There were only two reason why there would be K9s around. I just hoped what I was about to ask was the reason why they were here.

"Was the person who did this to her here recently?" I asked. "Is that the dogs are here?"

The three people in front of me shared a look with one another and I knew I was wrong. So, the young woman wasn't the only victim of this animal… there were more. The only question that needed to be asked now was, how many more were there?

"Yes and no Mo," Erin muttered. "At first that's why the K9s were here, but…"

"But soon there were more bodies," I finished. "They were looking for the man who tried to kill the woman because she hadn't been there that long."

No one continued on to what I already knew. I put my hands up to my temples and started to rub them. Taking deep breaths in and out, I started to pace back and forth. So many things were going on at once and none of them I could control. What was going to happen next, and would it be the thing to make me go insane?

"How many more are there?" I asked.

I stopped my pacing to look at my brother and friends. None of them looked like they wanted to tell me but that wasn't going to fly. For one reason or another I needed to know how many woman this person had killed so far. At the thought of everything going on there was a sinking feeling in my stomach and I just couldn't shake it. I gave the three of them a few more seconds to answer, but still none of them said a word. By this time I was losing my patience; I knew there were things they couldn't tell me and I respected that, but this was getting ridiculous.

"How many more are there?" I repeated angrily. "I want to know."

"They've found five so far," Adam finally confessed. "They're still searching."

"All of them women?"

"Yes," Kim mumbled.

So, there were five women out here who died a horrible death. They were alone when they were murdered by a monster who didn't care if their family or friends knew what had happened to them. I knew this happened all the time. It was part of human nature; sick people did sick things. Just because I knew it happened didn't mean I understood it. Before I could think any more of it my brother started being a pain in the ass.

"Okay you've got your information," he said, "now it's time for you to go."

"I need to know more," I snapped.

"No, you don't… Listen Roe, I need you to leave. I can't be worried about you being here and seeing things you don't need to see, while working this case."

"You may be my brother but you're not my boss."

"Adam," Erin chimed in, before my brother could answer, "I think Voight wanted to talk to you."

Everyone followed Erin's line of vision and she wasn't wrong. Voight was staring right at my brother; when he saw Adam was staring back he motioned for him to come over. Adam nodded and then turned his attention back to me.

"I want you to go home now," he ordered. "Kim… Erin, will you please escort my sister to her truck and make sure she gets home safe."

"Sure thing Ruzek," Erin agreed.

"No problem," Kim said.

Adam shot one more glare in my direction before turning around and walked away. Like a child, I stuck my tongue out at his retreating form. Yeah, it was childish, but I did it a lot when he tried to boss me around.

Sighing I turned my attention back to Erin and Kim. Even though the situation was grim they still had a smile on their face at my childish gesture towards my brother. They didn't get to see us like that very often but they did enjoy it when it happened. I guess it showed we loved each other and that we didn't let much get between us. Sadly, right now, there was something between us – something big – and her name was Wendy.

Without a word the detective and cop started leading me back to the vehicle that brought me here. I was too wrapped up in my thoughts to really fight them, but when we got to my truck I wasn't in a hurry to climb inside. I turned and faced the women who were making sure I left. There were still so many questions I wanted answers to, but I couldn't stop my mind from spinning to pick one.

"Everything okay, Mo?" Kim asked.

"I just don't understand who could do something like this," I confessed. "I've been working as a Dispatcher for a while now and I've never seen what happens after I hang up with a caller. I never get to see what goes on when you guys show up."

"I'll admit it's a lot to take in," Erin stated.

I looked in her direction because her voice was off. It was kind of like she was accusing me of something without saying anything. This was new for Erin and I knew she was a detective – it was her job to be this suspicious – but I could still feel my anger start to rise because I knew what was coming next. She and I had been friends for a few years now and here so was being suspicious of me.

"Is there something you want to ask me Erin?" I questioned.

"As a matter of fact, I do Monroe," Erin said bluntly. "What are you doing here?"

"I already told you I needed to see what was going on for myself."

"I'm finding that hard to believe. Do you have anything to do with this?"

"I can't believe you even asked me that. You know me."

"Has anyone at the department said anything to you about this?"

"You seem to have forgotten I'm a Dispatcher. I only know what I hear from the person who called this in."

Beyond pissed at this point, I crossed my arms over my chest, so Kim and Erin couldn't see my hands were clenched into fists. All my understanding of Erin being Erin was out of my thoughts and the two of us were having a stare off; neither of us wanting to look away from the other. There was no reason for her to be acting like this. She had to know something she wasn't telling me.

A few more minutes of staring and silence later the female detective opened her mouth to say something. Kim – who was usually the peace-maker – got into her line of vision. A small innocent smile was placed of her face.

"Hey Erin," she said, "I think Atwater is trying to get your attention."

Detective Lindsey didn't even look to see if the female cop was telling the truth. She turned around and walked away, leaving me fuming with anger behind her. Once Kim knew Erin wasn't going to be coming back, she turned to look at me.

"I'm sorry about that Mo," she apologized. "I know it's just the beginning but it's a hard case of all of us."

"I can understand that," I agreed, "but she didn't need to act like I was the one who did this. I mean, how could I? I was at work the whole time this was going on."

"She knows that, but you know her. She has to run every angle no matter who it is."

"Yea."

The two of us sat there for a few minutes in silence. I could feel the anger slowly run its course through my system. By the time it was gone I was drain and tired from everything that had gone on that day. I let out a sigh of frustration and closed my eyes.

"Feeling better?" Kim asked.

"Much," I muttered, opening my eyes to look at her. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine. Like I said, it's been a long day for all of us."

"Doesn't make it right for me to act the way I did."

"Don't worry about it. How about we go to Molly's tonight? Get a few drinks and some dinner."

A small smile spread across my face. I hadn't been out with just Kim in a long time and I knew it was over-do; I think she did too, by the hope shining in her eyes.

"After the day I've had," I sighed, "I will take you up on that offer."

"Great!" she exclaimed, happily. "I'll pick you up after my shift, around six… We'll get ready at your place?"

"No problem."

"Ok. Now get home. Your brother won't be happy if you stay here another minute."

She was right of course, because I could feel him staring in our direction. When I glanced his way, he was glaring daggers at me as he tried to pay attention Al. I rolled my eyes and gave Kim a hug before jumping into my truck. She waved at me and told me to be careful. I told her I would as I drove off.

My mind was racing as I made my way back to my apartment. Everything made sense… but didn't at the same time, and I didn't know what to think about it. I just didn't want to think about anything anymore as a headache started sink in.

I was at my place before I knew it. As I walked inside I knew I needed to get some sleep, but my body was still full of adrenaline so catching a few Z's wasn't going to happen. Taking a look around the apartment I decided it was probably to start cleaning it before Kim got here. I had nothing else better to do. So, I cranked up the stereo and got busy, hoping everything would go right tonight, for once in a very long time.