Back at Quantico

Penelope Garcia and Derek Morgan were exchanging their usual banter after they finished their duties. Derek always came to Garcia's office after he was done with his files and bugged her until she was done with whatever her job was.

Honestly, the team thought she played games on her computer because it was required for her to come to work on the weekdays.

The phone rang, making both agents frown confused. Not many people called her while she was at work, so who would be calling her tonight?

"This is the office of everything good and magical, you are on with the great Penelope Garcia and her humble servant Derek Morgan."

"Garcia, could you do a background check on a guy named Sander Mason?"

"Hello to you too sweetie, everything alright?" The woman asks, already typing the name into her computers and scanning everything that came up.

"Is there a case there?" Derek asks, already dreading what could happen to the younger agent without proper backup.

"No, but there is someone who caught my interest."

"Our boy is all grown up." Penelope says, holding a hand to her heart and wiping a fake tear away from her eye.

Derek places an arm around her shoulder before cooing, "I'm so proud."

"Not like that! He's just strange, and he reminds me of someone."

"Who does he remind you of kid?" Morgan asks, unsure whether to be happy or disappointed that Spencer has not, in fact, found someone to be with.

"Not necessarily a who, more of a what. He reminds me of a rape victim."

"What makes you say that?" Garcia speaks up this time, still searching through multiple websites, most of them about dancers and old Camaros.

"It's just the way he is. He looks at everything and everyone cautiously, he doesn't have any connections to anyone other than his friend Katherine, and I saw some scars on his neck earlier today. They looked like bite marks, and not the kind that go away after a few days."

"Alright, while you were yapping about disturbing things I finally found his file. Sander Mason, originally born Alexander Daniel Mason on December 21, 1986. He's a free lance dance teacher, good reviews from everyone. They all say he's good with children and adults alike, etcetera, hm, oh this doesn't look good. When he was six his mother killed herself, ten his older sister Amelia did the same, and when he was fourteen Amelia's twin Alyssa did the same."

"So I was right, he doesn't have any family."

"You'll be surprised when you hear this Sweet Pea, but you are wrong. Sander has a dad, Daniel Austin, owns an auto shop and makes some pretty big bucks in a small town in Texas called Palestine."

"There's a four year gap between each suicide. How'd they do it?" Derek asks, leaning over Garcia's shoulder and looking at the picture on her screen of a confident looking young man with his head tilted to the side, smirking at the camera while leaning on a wall with his ankles crossed. Under the picture was a caption that stated, there's nothing really special to say about me to make you hire me, but I know how to dance, and I love teaching others. Whether you have two left feet or break everything you touch, I can at least make you learn how to do a four step slow dance. (If you don't know what that is, I suggest you take my class.)

"His mom Zoe shot herself in the bathtub, Amelia jumped from a hotel into the pool, and Alyssa overdosed on heroine."

"Who found them?"

"Oh god, Sander did, all of them. Paramedics said he was doing his best to resuscitate them when they arrived. One report filed for the death of Zoe Mason said, her kid Alex knew she was dead, but he still tried to bring the lady back. Poor kid had tears streaming down his face and bloody water all over him. That poor kid!"

"What else? Look for any crimes against Sander and Daniel."

"Not much for Sander, dropped out of high school and disappeared, dad wasn't worried. He appeared again in New Orleans when he got a job at the Davis Hotel. He's got some parking and speeding tickets, but he's clean."

"What about Daniel?" Derek asked, frowning when he heard that Daniel wasn't worried when he found out his son was gone. The man didn't even report him as missing, just sat idly by and got back to sitting on his ass and working his employees to the ground. Morgan didn't know this for sure, just call it a hunch.

"Interesting, he's been accused of DUI, sexual assault, aggravated battery, spousal battery, and Zoe's death, but all were randomly dropped not even two days after the charges were filed." Garcia said, pulling a picture of a man with blond hair in a crew cut with piercing blue eyes that look colder than the garage he was standing next to. The man wasn't even smiling, and all of his employees looked serious as well, maybe even frightened, Garcia was no profiler, but the man looked like someone you shouldn't mess with.

"Why were the charges dropped?"

"Doesn't say, just says that new evidence was found, doesn't say what." Garcia mumbled, looking more disturbed my the minute, no doubt piecing together the information and Spencer's theory about what had happened to Sander.

"You don't think-"

"I do, I think Daniel Austin killed his wife, daughters, and tried to kill Sander."

"Doesn't fit the time line, there's a four year gap between all of the deaths." Derek pointed out.

"Sander probably knew what happened to his mom and sisters, so he ran before Daniel could do to him what he did to his family. And he's been running ever since."

"What about the scars on his neck?" Derek asked, not liking where this was going, at all.

"I'm thinking that Daniel raped his whole family, killing them when they became boring. He probably started when the twins turned six, and when Sander did the same, he replaced his mother. Amelia and Alyssa most likely plotted to run away with Sander, so Daniel killed them. When Sander had all the right resources, he ran and never looked back."

So, I think it's obvious why I changed the story rating to M, but be warned, there will be no smut. I can't write good smut to save my life, so I just don't do it. This chapter was short, and it didn't have any Sander, other than the facts. This chapter was a little heavy, but the next one won't be.

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