Setting up in the local police station, the BAU was getting ready to get their hands dirty with the crime at hand. A whiteboard was covered in crime scene photographs and short notes, and across the room agent Hotchner was preparing to go over the usual routine with his co workers. Folders were spread all over the table, waiting to be scrutinized. Prentiss and Morgan were already hard at work with the papers, trying to put together some form of victimology. It was a huge task, as all the victims had different social backgrounds and were involved in different cliques. As Reid arrived with a figurative bucket of coffee they could begin.

"Alright, so what do we have here?" Hotch already knew, but felt the need to refresh the minds of all his agents.

"Seven victims in three days, different M.O:s, different genders, different ethnicities." Morgan looked exhausted sitting on an uncomfortable wooden chair, slightly slumped over the table. "We have a lot of loose ends that need tying."

Prentiss flicked a pencil back and forth between her fingers. "We have nothing to go on. All that binds these victims together is their age and their place of education. They don't even live in the same part of town."

"Do we have a comfort zone mapped out?" Hotch.

Reid yawned, rubbed his eyes and took a big gulp of coffee before standing up. "I've narrowed it down to this part here." He pointed to a semi-large circle drawn on a map taped to the board. "It is approximately 1,8 miles in diameter, falling free from all the known dump sites and crime scenes." Reid went back to his seat, still rubbing his eyes.

"The UnSub is most likely male, age probably ranging from 25-35." Prentiss pointed the pen thoughtlessly around the room. "There were no signs of sexual assault on any of the victims. That could mean that our UnSub is impotent, or has difficulties expressing himself emotionally in his social life."

"He could be confused in his sexual preferences, therefore not having a primary target group." Reid frowned, folding his slender fingers under his chin. "If we didn't have the coroner's photographs of post mortem bruising, I'd say the UnSub was female. But it still doesn't add up.." Reid couldn't help feeling like there was something they had forgotten.

"Female serial killers are extremely rare." Morgan interjected. "The last 200 years there have only been just over 60 female serial killers. Besides, females are usually not hands on with their victims, but use other means of going about it – poison seems to be the number one choise."

Prentiss sighed. "These boys and girls have been stabbed, strangled and beaten to death. These are all passionate ways of killing someone. The UnSub has some sort of relation to his victims."

"Where to start?" Gideon rose and began pacing around the room. "Seven victims, seven M.O:s."

"Make that eight." JJ entered the room, holding her cell phone in one hand and a wad of papers in the other. "Tara Jenkins, 16, found dead behind TR Miller High School. Her head was beaten to pieces." She let the papers fall on the table. "There were signs of sexual abuse."

Hotch moaned. "Perhaps it's not the same UnSub?"

"Too much of a coincidence." Gideon stood by the board, looking at the photographs – somewhat perplexed. "All the students went to that school. No way is this a different UnSub."

"Where is the school?" Hotch.

JJ marched over to the board. Grabbing a thumbtack, she pinned it tightly to the map. "Here."

Reid sighed. "Right in the middle of the comfort zone."

"So much for that theory." Hotch dropped a casefile on the table with a sharp sound. "We're right back to scratch. Morgan and Prentiss, you two get to the crime scene and find out as much as you can. Reid and Gideon, begin speaking to the families of the victims and check out previous scenes. Try to continue making some form of victimology. JJ, you come with me. We are going to talk to the principal of TR Miller High School."

And with that, the BAU dismantled temporarily to do their best in the capturing of the vicious UnSub.

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A/N: Is it possible to bore yourself with your own story? Because I think I just did. I need to spruce this up a notch. I'll skip a few steps I had planed, and try to throw a little action in this puppy! R&R would be very appreciated!