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Derek snapped his phone shut and revved the engine. Dave looked out the window, running through what they knew about the victims. The other man's voice cut through his thoughts, "Prentiss said Hotch wants us at Patricia Morton's school, that's Emerson High. We need to talk to her friends, see if they can give us anything." Dave nodded, "The parents not much help?" Derek shook his head, "Other than telling us who their friends were and what their usual routine was, nothing." The older man sighed and settled back into the seat, "Well, let's go see what Patricia's friends can tell us then."

Reid stared curiously at the clearly agitated girl sitting before him and JJ. They had headed over to Wilson High first and were currently interviewing Cynthia Nelson, Selina Camden's best friend. Or at least, they were trying to. JJ swore inwardly that if the girl whined just one more time, she'd slap the girl to oblivion. She was just that annoying that JJ's legendary patience was wearing thin.

The blonde student dressed in a provocative mini dress that showed more skin than it could cover sighed loudly and rolled her eyes, "I already told the cops everything I know last year. Why the hell am I being interviewed again?" JJ blew out and counted backwards from 10, "Ms. Nelson, I already told you that we suspect a serial killer is out there targeting other girls, and that he's the same man who killed Selina." For a girl who claimed to be Selina's best friend she sure wasn't acting very concerned or eager to help find the man who killed Selina. "So please tell us about Selina, her habits, her involvement in school, or even anyone who might want to hurt her."

Cynthia huffed and leaned back in her seat, "Look, Selina and I were best friends and the popular ones in school. She's the Queen Bee and everyone fell over themselves to please her." Reid cut in bluntly, "You say everyone wanted to please her, but did anyone like her?"

The blonde cocked an eyebrow and rolled her eyes at Reid; he was honestly surprised her eyes hadn't got stuck with how frequent she seemed to be doing that. "Fine, Selina wasn't the nicest person around, but you know how high school is. You try to get in the popular circle or at the very least, get the popular kids to notice you if you don't want to commit social suicide."

He took his seat next to JJ, steepling his fingers together. "But it's possible that someone killed her because of how she treated them? I mean, I find it hard to believe that not one person wouldn't dare to go against her, especially the boys." Cynthia laughed, "Please, the boys in our school adore her. If there's one thing they want, it's to have sex with her, not kill her."

JJ gritted her teeth; Cynthia Nelson was seriously grating against her nerves. "Cynthia, we're running out of time here. There's another girl out there who's missing and if we don't find out who did this soon, the mayor's going to want to know why we didn't save her daughter in time. And believe me; I won't have any problems dropping your name in during that particular conversation." She felt grim satisfaction when she saw the girl flinch at the threat. "Now think, was there anyone who showed particular dislike for Selina, or got into a disagreement or fight with her? Anyone at all."

The girl chewed her lip for a moment before frowning, "There really isn't anything, but I remember that Selina's ex, Sam Carlton was sort of stalking her. He's on the football team and they met when Selina joined the cheerleading team."

Reid's interest peaked at that, "Cynthia, it's very important that you tell us when they broke up." Cynthia's face scrunched up as she struggled to remember that detail, "I can't remember the exact date, but it was a few months before Selina was abducted. She was the one who ended things and according to her, he wasn't all that happy. She got pissed and got a restraining order against him because he wouldn't take no for an answer."

JJ dialed Garcia's number immediately while Reid continued interviewing Cynthia. "Pen, hey, I need you to look up Sam Carlton, he's a student of Wilson High and was Selina Camden's ex. Great, get the information and tell Hotch we have a possible." Cynthia looked worried, "Wait, do you mean that Sam's the one who killed Selina and all those girls?" Reid shook his head and gave her a small smile, "We don't know that yet Cynthia, but I need to know where we can find him."

The blonde nodded and ran a shaking hand through her hair, "Ye-yeah, um, you'll find him at football practice right now. They're at the field just next to the running tracks." He stood and inclined his head, "Thank you Cynthia. Here's my card, in case you remember anything important." He and JJ raced towards the football field and JJ turned towards him, "Do you think he was the one who killed them?"

"I don't know JJ, he fits the profile but we need more evidence." They reached the field and spotted a coach yelling instructions at the boys. Both agents flashed their badges at him and JJ introduced them. "Hi, I'm Agent Jareau and this is Dr. Reid, we're with the FBI. We're looking for Sam Carlton, is he here?" The man looked startled and shook JJ's outstretched hand, "I'm Coach Stanton. May I ask what's going on?" Reid smiled tightly at him, aware of the wary stares they were getting from the students. "We just want to ask him a few questions regarding a murder investigation."

Stanton flinched a little but to his credit just nodded stoutly and called for Sam, "Carlton! Feds want to talk to you!" A tall young man jogged up to them as he removed his helmet, revealing a good looking face framed with sandy blonde hair and green eyes. "Yeah?" JJ flashed him her badge just for reassurance, "Sam Carlton, we need you to come down to the State Police Department with us for questioning." He frowned and his mouth tightened into a thin line, "What the hell did I do wrong?" She motioned for him to follow the agents, "Nothing for now, we just need to ask you some questions." Reid was on the phone, "Hey, we got him; we're bringing him in now."

Hotch was standing at the corner of the room when Reid's call came, "All right, see if Garcia got any juvenile records for him. We're wrapping up at Dunbar High and we'll head over to Mary's school in a moment. We'll see you back at the station later." He turned back to the interview Emily was conducting with Mrs. Holden, Carrie's homeroom teacher.

Emily jotted some notes before looking back up at the woman, "Mrs. Holden, was there any one who might have wanted to hurt Carrie? Someone who possibly held a grudge against her?"

The woman shook her head, "I know some of the students didn't really like Carrie, but to hold such a grudge, enough to kill her? None." Hotch took over the questioning, "Could you explain more, when you said students didn't like Carrie?" Mrs. Holden sighed and removed her glasses, "Agent Hotchner, as I'm sure you're very much aware, this is high school. Yes, Carrie was popular and many students liked her for her popularity. But being popular didn't mean that Carrie was a saint, in fact, she was known of as having a little of a mean streak."

Emily frowned, "Were there any instances where she was exceedingly mean, as to the extent of physical abuse?" "Absolutely not." The teacher seemed appalled that a student of hers would be physically violent. "Carrie White may have been mean to certain students but she was never got into any fights with any of the students. That, I can assure you of."

Hotch caught sight of Emily's resigned gaze and stood, signaling the end of the interview. "Thank you very much for your time, Mrs. Holden. Please don't hesitate to contact me if there was anything you forgot to mention." He motioned for Emily to leave and once they were alone in the corridor, Emily sighed. "There's absolutely nothing that can help us. No abusive ex-boyfriend, no vengeful student; nothing." She shook her head as they slid into the car and headed towards Archbishop Carroll High School where Mary was a student. "How are we even going catch this guy?"

Hotch glanced at the rearview mirror as he backed the car out of the parking lot, "Let's just hope that Mary's friends can provide us with more insight. By the way, Reid and JJ have a possible; they're bringing him back to the station to question him. Apparently, he's the ex-boyfriend of Selina Camden." The brunette next to him sighed and leaned her head against the window, "Well let's hope they have more luck than we do."

Derek sat before Gillian Miles, a close friend of Patricia Morton. The red head was sniffling into a pristine white handkerchief as she tried to answer the questions. Dave asked her gently, "Gillian, can you tell us more about the friendly match between Emerson and Wilson High? Correct me if I'm wrong but private and public schools don't usually have friendly matches."

The girl hiccupped slightly before answering, "We don't normally have any interactions with public schools, but Wilson High's principal had this idea to foster closer relationships between schools in the immediate area and our principal, that's Mrs. Foster, thought it was a good idea. We had this football match two days ago at Wilson High and both Pat and I were there for the cheerleading; she's captain, but you probably know that already." She shuddered a little before continuing, "There was this after party at about 8, I think? We were there together till about 10 before she went off with some guys from Wilson High."

Derek tapped his pen against his notebook, "Do you remember any names? Or descriptions. Anything could be important, Gillian." She fell silent for a moment before nodding slightly, "Yeah, there was this guy, sandy blonde hair and green eyes. Kinda cute. I remember he was on the Wilson football team, but I can't remember his name." Derek jotted that down, "That's really great Gillian, who were the other boys?" She frowned before shaking her head and when she raised her head her grey eyes were wide with tears. "I can't remember! Please, you've got to find Patricia! She's done nothing wrong, she doesn't deserve this!"

Dave crouched next to her, hand on her shoulder. "Gillian, kid look at me." She let out a sob before turning to him, "No one deserves this kiddo, but we've got to find her now before anything happens to her. We'd like to conduct a cognitive interview with you, if that's all right."

She nodded, "Anything to help you get Patricia back." Dave nodded at Derek, "Go ahead." The younger man grunted a little before briefing Gillian on what to do, keeping his voice low and comforting, "Gillian, I need you to close your eyes now, can you do that?" The distraught girl nodded and took a deep breath, closing her eyes. "That's good, now I want you to go back to the night at the party. There's loud music and students dancing, and you and Patricia are standing next to the punch table. Can you see it?"

With the dark skinned man's help, Gillian found herself back at the gym of Wilson High where the party was held. She turned to see Derek standing next to her, comforted by his presence. "Yeah, I see it. Pat was saying something about how Emerson never had these kind of parties." Derek nodded, encouraging her. "OK, now you see the boys from the Wilson football team coming towards you. How many are there?"

Gillian squinted into the dark light and smiled, "3, there were 3 guys. There's the guy I told you about," she pointed towards the sandy blonde smiling flirtatiously at Patricia, who twirled her hair around her finger. "The other guy has dark brown hair and his eyes were light blue. I think he was the quarterback? Then there's the last guy. I don't think he's on the football team, but he was with the Wilson High entourage."

Derek placed his hand on Gillian's shoulder, "You're doing great Gillian. Now Patricia's gone off with them, what did you do?" She frowned and bit her lip, "I told Pat not to go, that we needed to get back to the Emerson bus. Everyone was waiting for us and I didn't want to get into trouble. But the first guy said he'd drop Pat off her home, so she just left." "Did you see where they were going?" Gillian turned towards the emergency exit where she could see her best friend leaving with the three boys. "They left through the emergency exit, but there's nothing behind there. I think it led to some forest? I'm not sure."

Derek ended the interview and Gillian blinked at the strangeness of the situation. "Whoa, what was that? Did the things I told you help?" Dave smiled at her before standing to leave, "You were extremely helpful Gillian. I'd like you to call if there's anything else that you remember." Gillian nodded but before they could leave, her small voice floated out, "Agent Morgan, Rossi? Will Patricia be all right? I know her mother's really worried, she kept calling me to see if Pat's come home." Derek sighed and smiled at her comfortingly, "We'll do our best to bring her back, Gillian but you have to remember, whatever happens, that none of this was your fault, all right?" The young girl nodded somberly, "I'll try. Thank you, I really hope you find her soon."

Dave grunted as they left for the station. "I hope so too." Derek shot a glance at him, "You don't think we'll find her in time, Rossi?" The older man sighed, "I have a feeling this isn't going to end well, but I sure as hell hope I'm wrong." The car ride remained silent the entire time and soon they were at the station, noting that two SUVs were already back.

JJ, Reid, Emily and Hotch were sat around the table talking to Garcia, who was currently going through Sam Carlton's life details. "So no juvie records for Mr. Charming here but there have been a few complaints from several ex-girlfriends when he wouldn't leave them alone after breaking up." JJ nodded, "Yeah, Cynthia Nelson said that Selina had to file a restraining order against him when he wouldn't stop harassing her."

Garcia typed a few more commands into her computer, "Well as much as I'd love to tell you that he's our guy peaches, I can't. Not without further information. The guy's squeaky clean, asides from the complaints." Emily nodded and smiled at the bubbly woman, "Thanks Garcia, talk to you later." "Penelope out, gorgeous."

Hotch nodded at the newcomers, "Morgan, Dave, what did you get?"

Dave, taking a seat, recounted Gillian's story. "Apparently Patricia left with 3 students from Wilson High, two from the football team and another one just a student." Derek pushed his notebook with the descriptions over to Reid, who flipped through them in a second. "One of them has to be the killer."

Reid looked up, "JJ, didn't Cynthia describe Sam Carlton as having sandy blonde hair and green eyes?" The media liaison nodded, "Yeah, why?" Derek sat up then, "Gillian said that one of the guys Patricia left with had sandy blonde hair and green eyes." Emily leaned back in her seat, taking in Sam Carlton sitting morosely in the interrogation room before them. "Huh, things don't look that good for Sam Carlton." Hotch stood, "We can't be sure it's him, but let's keep him till we're sure he isn't our unsub. We're ready to give the profile."

A cop raised his hand just before the profile was given. "I thought we already have a suspect in custody?" Hotch nodded at him, "We can't rule out the possibility that he may not be the killer, which is why we need to circulate this profile in case other people fit the profile as well."

Emily started off the presentation, hands clasped in front of her as she faced the room full of cops. "The unsub we're dealing with is a white male with the age between 17 to 18. He most probably goes to Wilson High and is on one of the sporting teams, most likely the football team." Reid took over, the flow of being a team for so long evident from the way they played off each other. "He's likely to be intelligent, which is evident from the fact that he's killed in the span of nearly 2 years and no one has caught him yet. He's clearly organized, from where he got his victims and the thought put into the disposal of bodies. He's also used forensic countermeasures, which means that he was very much alert and conscious of his actions when he killed those girls."

Derek spoke up from his corner, "The unsub has good looks, is charming and well-received by everyone. Most likely, he's one of the popular jocks, else those girls wouldn't have been charmed enough to be alone with them." Hotch continued on, quiet voice carrying easily through the room. "His weapon of choice is stabbing, which could indicate sexual impotence. Seeing as how attractive these girls were, he might have taken out his sexual frustration on them due to his inability to perform. The first victim, Selina Camden, could have humiliated him because of this which led him to choose later victims who resemble her, all blonde hair, blue eyed and cheerleaders."

Dave wrapped up the profile, "This unsub is confident, perhaps even to the point of arrogance. He's confident that he can get these girls alone and unaware of the danger that he poses to them. He abducts a girl and keeps her for 3 to 5 days before killing her and dumping the body. His cooling off period has shortened from 6 months to just over a month, which means he's devolving and fast. He could very well slip up when abducting the girls and that's when we'll get him."

JJ added her bit regarding the media, "We feel that it's the best for now, to avoid the media. Should any one of you be approached by the media, please direct them towards me and say as little as possible."

Hotch looked over the room, meeting every eye and holding their gazes, "I cannot stress to you just how important time is of the essence. We will continue our interrogation of Sam Carlton and in the meantime, please be on the lookout for anyone who fits the profile, no matter how unlikely they are. As Agent Jareau has pointed out, please avoid speak with the media. We may endanger Patricia Morton's life by releasing any information that may alert the unsub that we're on his tail. That will be all, thank you."