And Sebastian Prentiss makes his appearance! In case you couldn't tell, Emily, in my universe is somewhat of a daddy's girl. Thanks to MH96, red2013 and ramona for reviewing. Ramona: Leigh (Emily's niece) doesn't come into play much; that I can tell you. But she's an important character because she's important to Emily; and you'll see later how she influences the story. Read and review; they make my day. :)

Hotch smiled slightly as Emily wolfed down a slice of pizza, amused at how she never seemed shy of eating so voraciously while other women he knew, Haley, his mind provided, would be self-conscious of people's stares. Emily returned his smile with a grin of her own when her phone rang. She dug her bag for the phone as he chuckled and handed a tissue for her, "You've gotten cheese on the corner of your mouth." She smiled and mouthed thank you before hitting the accept button. "Hi Daddy."

Sebastian Prentiss smiled, even though he knew his little girl couldn't see it. "Em, how are you? Grace told me you're in the middle of a case." He worried about her; worried about the horrors she saw on a daily basis as a result of her job, worried that one day he'd get the call that told him his only child wouldn't be coming home, worried that she'd get sick and no one would be there to take care of her. Although, he mused, that boss of hers seemed to be doing quite a good job of caring for her.

Emily smiled indulgently as she took a sip of her drink, "I'm fine daddy. How are you? How are Aunt Grace and Leigh? Will you be there for Leigh's surgery?" Sebastian replied his affirmative and proceeded to tell his daughter of the mishaps the embassy had experienced while he was in Uzbekistan. He knew his Emily; she was a strong girl but there were times when things got too heavy and he knew she was glad for the distraction. It was the least he could do after being absent for a large chunk of her childhood.

Hotch just looked on softly at his love chatting with her father. He liked Sebastian, liked his no-nonsense attitude and how he always did what was best for his daughter, no matter how hard she tried to be stubborn. He was proud to say he got along well with his prospective father-in-law; between the both of them they could get Emily to lower her guard, even if it was just for a bit.

Emily let out a giggle when her father finished his tale of how the Uzbekistan President's aide tripped and poured a glass of red wine on the President's wife's silk gown. She glanced at her watch; their 2 hours were nearly up. She cleared her throat and Sebastian smiled over the line, "I take it you have to go?"

She smiled apologetically, even though she knew her father couldn't see it. "I'm sorry Daddy, but I promise I'll see you for dinner this weekend. We can celebrate Leigh's successful surgery." She rolled her eyes at something her father said and Hotch raised a brow in question. "Yes daddy, I'll bring Aaron so the two of you can bully me into a vacation when the two of you wouldn't even dream of taking one in a hundred years. Bye daddy, I love you."

Hotch took care of the bill and he helped Emily up from her seat, not letting go of her hand as they made their way out. He turned to look at his girlfriend, who was currently snuggling into his arm. "So when were you going to tell me about this dinner I'm supposed to be attending?" She smiled into his coat, "We just decided on it last night, and I guess I forgot about it. Can we bring Jack, please?" She stared up pleadingly at him, a pout on her lips and he couldn't help but give her a quick peck and a smile. "Of course. Jack's been asking if he can see his Gramps." The little boy had insisted on calling Emily's father grandfather and the older man had been absolutely delighted. They were only onto their second meeting and already Sebastian had spoiled the child rotten with gifts.

JJ smiled as she entered the precinct, phone in her hand as she spoke to Henry. "Ok baby, you be good for daddy ok? I love you too. Bye." Reid greeted her with a lopsided grin as he and Derek entered, Dave ambling along behind them. "How's Henry, JJ?" The blonde fell into step with them, gently patting the younger man's shoulder. "He's good Spence, he's looking forward to when Uncle Spenca will be telling him about the dinosaurs." She smiled fondly at the man she saw as her younger brother, "You're really good with him Spence, I knew you'd do a great job as his godfather." He blushed and Derek chuckled and slung an arm around him, "Aww, Spencer's blushing! And it ain't even because of a girl!"

The content smirk on Dave's face faded when he saw Bors's dismayed look. "Chief Bors? What's wrong?" The other agents stiffened at his look, "We just got a call, probably from the perp." He blew out an exhausted breath, "I hate to say this but I think we might get a fifth body."

The team gathered around Bors who played the recording. Reid frowned as they reached the end of the call. "You know, it's strange how the UnSub uses the word 'whole', almost as if he was implying some imperfection. If money was the motive, wouldn't he have used 'underprivileged' or such?"

Hotch frowned, "We're looking in the wrong direction. This UnSub is not killing these girls because of sexual impotence; he's out for revenge." Emily nodded, "The 'her' he mentioned, could be someone he's trying to protect. Maybe he feels she's been wronged by the world." Derek leaned against the wall, "He said he's making the world a better place for her to live in; that means he's not going to stop until he kills all the girls who fit his profile."

Dillon came up to them then, his face grim, "Keith Barnes's attorney just came in; we have to let him go." The unit chief sighed and nodded wearily, "All right but make sure he remains available if we need him for questioning." The deputy nodded and strode away to a severe woman dressed in a charcoal grey suit.

Derek flipped his phone open and dialed speed dial 1, the corner of his mouth quirking a little when Penelope picked up, "Hey baby girl. You're on speaker. We need your magic fingers more than ever now." He could almost hear the blonde's smirk as she tapped cheerfully away at her keyboard, "I'm always at the ready hotshot. Lay it on me; what do you want the all seeing eye of Penelope Garcia to find out?"

Dave leaned forward, "Garcia, do any of the Wilson High students have disabled family? Siblings maybe; just anyone with familial connections." It was silent for a moment as she checked the database, "There aren't any with physical disabilities, but quite a few have family who suffer from Down syndrome." More typing sounds, "As it is, Wilson High actually runs special programmes where students who suffer from Down syndrome can join in on certain classes, like Arts or Physical Education."

"Garcia, I need you to send the list of names over. Are any of our suspects on that list?" Hotch waited for her response and smiled grimly when Garcia sounded her affirmative. "Yes, Hank Howards. His sister, Calleigh Howards is a Down syndrome patient. She's 16 and takes specialized Art classes at Wilson High every Tuesday and Thursday. Sending the list over to you now; I've already crossed off names of female students since they don't fit the profile and you have about 5 names left."

Derek nodded and straightened, "Ok, thanks Baby Girl." "Anytime, my dashing cupcake." He rolled his eyes and chuckled as he snapped his phone shut.

Hotch turned towards his team, "We're running out of time here; JJ, I want you to stay here and give the corrected profile to the officers with Dave and Reid. Emily and I will head over to talk to Howard's aunt; Derek, I want you to run through the remaining 4 and see if they fit the profile."

Dave stood with his hands in his pockets, coolly confident as he faced the roomful of officers. Deja vu much. "There has been a change in the preliminary profile. Most of the details remain the same; our UnSub is still a teenage male student from Wilson High, approximately at the age of 17 or 18. All that's changed is that he's out to kill girls who he sees as a threat to who we believe is a mentally disabled family member who is a female."

Reid spoke up, awkwardly shifting as the attention moved towards him, "In essence, he's a mission based killer. He won't stop till he feels he's completed his task; in this case to make the world a safer place for the person he's protecting. But unlike most mission based killers, he doesn't have any grand delusions and is unlikely to be suffering from any type of mental affliction. He is extremely clear headed and is able to carry out intricate planning; though we think he most likely has an accomplice who shares his joy in killing these girls."

JJ took over, catching everyone's eyes. "We believe the person he's protecting may have been bullied or physically or verbally abused. Selina Camden may well have been the trigger to this killing spree, which means that she was probably the primary instigator or aggressor."

Chief Bors stood and faced his officers, all of them good men and women. "I want eyes on the streets, especially near the dumping sites. If anyone sees anything remotely suspicious, you are to contact me or the FBI and do whatever you can to stop this perp from killing any more girls." He nodded and offered a small smile, "Let's get to work, boys and girls."