A/N – thanks to everyone for persevering with this story, I struggled for ages trying to get this out, thank goodness for the crap weather here in the UK it's given me plenty of writing time!

Chapter 9 –

Morgan angrily pounded on the door, causing the name plate that adorned to shake violently, he felt Rossi's hand on his shoulder and turned to look at the older man who had a wry smile across his face.

"Give her a minute Derek, we don't want to go into heavy to start with."

"That's easy for you to say Rossi, it's not your city that is being hurt by these people!"

Morgan grimaced as slowly the door opened and a slight woman with grey hair appeared.

"Can I help you?"

"Are you Doctor Franchetti?"

"That is the name that is on the door, and you are?"

The doctor kept her hand on the door, refusing to move so that they could enter until Rossi reached in and pulled out his credentials.

"Agents Rossi and Morgan from the FBI's Behavioural Analysis Unit we'd like to talk to you."

Julia Franchettie moved away and motioned for the two men to enter the room, she closed the door behind her and walked around to sit down at her desk, gesturing for them to sit down opposite her.

"So how can I help the FBI?"

Rossi glanced across at Derek and saw the tension in his face and he knew that he would have to be the one that took the lead.

"We are here investigating the deaths of two teenage girls and the disappearance of another. They are known to have spoken to their school guidance counsellors before they went missing, we have found evidence that these counsellors then contacted you. Any information that you may be able to share with us would be greatly appreciated."

Dave smiled at the doctor, guessing that she was about his age he knew that they couldn't accuse her of anything until they knew a few facts.

"Do you know of my job here? Well I help train these guidance counsellors, they come here for extra seminars and lectures throughout the year, I have offered my number to all of them that have attended one of these classes and if they need to talk anything through or need advice themselves they are free to contact me."

Dave nodded at the doctors comments, it all made sense but at the moment this was the only lead they had and another girl had just gone missing.

"So these counsellors phone you and ask you for advice, do you have any other details about the cases they are talking about?"

"It depends, if needs be they will send me over a copy of the file so I can take a closer look, that way I'm able to gain a further insight and help better."

"Do many of these cases involve teenage pregnancies?"

Rossi leaned forward as he spoke trying to get Doctor Franchetti to look at him rather than Morgan who was sitting impatiently next to him.

"Unfortunately yes Agent Rossi, but we offer the girls all the support we can and I am here for the counsellors when they need advice and to vent their own frustrations. Is that all?"

"Yes, thank you very much. If you think of anything else then please don't hesitate to contact me."

Dave plucked out a card and placed it on the desk before he nodded and stood up, walking over to the door he and Morgan quickly left in silence neither of them breaking it until they reached the safe confines of the SUV.

"What was that about Dave? Were you too busy trying to get into her pants to think about the case?"

Morgan angrily turned and looked at Rossi as the older agent calmly smiled at him.

"Don't worry Derek she wasn't my type, bit too old and judging by her necklace and the cross on the wall behind her desk she wouldn't like someone who has been married three times before."

"Just tell me we are not ruling her out?"

"Oh not by a long shot but we haven't got anything to bring her in on, how about we get Garcia to track her phone calls and emails, it would be a start if we could find out if the kind doctor received any of the girls files."

"I'll get Garcia on it, and Dave?"

"Don't worry Derek, I've already forgotten about it!"

Rossi smiled as he started the engine, leaving Morgan to phone Garcia and get her to work her magic once again.

Vanessa opened her eyes, instant panic rushed through her as she looked around the dark room. Her hands reached up and covered her eyes as she tried to remember what had happened, but as the memory came flooding back her hands instinctively covered her abdomen as she realised that she was trapped.

"She's awake."

"I'll go and make her something to eat."

"Remember to make it nutritious and bring the vitamins for her to eat as well."

He nodded as he received his instructions, no matter how many times she had told him she always insisted on addressing him like a child rather than the thirty year old he actually was. He didn't argue though, he knew silence was the better part than valour, instead he walked silently up the stairs and into the kitchen to prepare the girl's meal, the first of many in the months to come, leaving his mother to watch over the girl and make sure she didn't panic and harm herself like the last one had.