Chapter 7
"How is this possible?" Colonel Mustard asked in pure shock.
"That's the scary part that we are trying to figure out." Prentiss said.
"We really don't know anything about these guys do we." Morgan said.
"We know that one of the unsubs can smash a car." Prentiss pointed out.
Out of nowhere the sound something hitting metal is heard, and Prentiss and Morgan turn to see Col. Mustard kicking the smashed up car and yelling, "those animals, they killed two of my men." Eight marines held the general as they pulled him away from the crime scene.
"These splicers aren't doing this on their own." Prentiss stated.
"Yeah, the splicers are drug addicts, and would be highly un-rational."Morgan agreed.
"Someone on the inside is helping the splicers try to find Eleanor."Prentiss realised.
Morgan pulled out his phone and called Hotch. "Hotch these splicers are being helped from someone from the inside."
Meanwhile inside the residence, Hotch and Rossi were examining the crime scene is different from the others we seen." Rossi said with curiosity.
"You're right the body doesn't have any sign of bruising, or signs of torture, and the crime scene is still neat and clean; it looks more as if they're performing an assassination instead of an interrogation." Hotch implied.
"I think they have the information they want." Rossi stated.
"I think you are right the only things in common with the other crime scenes are holes on the ceiling and the walls." Hotch observed as his phone started ringing. "Hotch!"
Rossi looking around the room found something interesting. "Thanks!" Hotch hung up. "Just got a call from Prentiss they suspect that their is a spy among us." Hotch messaged.
"That means Eleanor is the next target." Rossi figured out.
"Call Garcia, tell her to step up the search and be quick about it." Hotch orderd as Rossi started calling Garcia.
Meanwhile at the base. JJ, Reid, and Garcia were looking through files. Reid's stack of folders was about three times bigger than JJ's. Garcia was looking through files on the computer that existed. "Hey guys I think I may have found something." JJ announced.
"What is it?" Reid asked a little surprised because of his reading speed and stacks of folders.
"This file on a Eleanor Rigby from the UK and citizenship records from 1975 and she looks like the description of 'Eleanor'."
"Why does that name sound so familiar?" Reid asked.
"It was a number one Beatles song." J.J. and Garcia said at the same time.
"Oh." Reid replied. "Where does she currently reside?"
"She resides in Burlington, Vermont. We should call Hotch and tell him where 'Eleanor' resides." Just then Morgan called.
"Hey there baby girl! Guess what I got for you." Morgan said over the phone. Reid and J.J. rolled their eyes.
"First, J.J. found something and you're on speaker." Garcia said knowing the phone was on speaker.
"What do you have for us J.J.?" Morgan asked.
"An Eleanor Rigby, currently residing in Burlington, Vermont has two children and three grand-children." J.J. said. "Garcia is sending you and Hotch the info right now."
"Thanks J.J." Morgan said about to hang up until he remembered what he called them about. "Be careful, there is a spy in this investigation."
Somewhere in a dark train car, the five splicers are gathered. "What's the next move?" The giant said covering his body with an extremely large blanket.
The splicers were all using old blankets to cover themselves. "It's time, our 'friend' found where Eleanor is hiding and we will take Adam." The female splicer announced.
"About time! I am starving." The crawler said. "It has been years since I had a good swig of Adam."
"It's been years for all of us, since we had any ADAM." The splicer with a gun said.
"But first we take this train to our 'friend' with the information." the brute pointed out.
About half a day later, it was a nice sunny day in Burlington, Vermont. At a lovely Victorian, three children are kicking a soccer ball while an older woman is watching them on her porch sipping tea.
Suddenly two people came around the house. One was a muscular African-American and a pale woman with raven black hair. "Eleanor Rigby?" The black haired woman asked. Eleanor nodded, confused as to why those two are looking for her. "F.B.I. I'm agent Prentiss and this is Agent Morgan. We are here to ask you a few questions?"
By this time the three children stopped playing with the ball and looked up to see the agents talking with their Grandmother. Until they heard her calling them in for Lunch. "Agents, would you like to join us." Eleanor asked.
"Yes, please." Morgan said, as he and Prentiss followed Eleanor into the house where the children were sitting at a table. The room was painted in a bright yellow with cabinets, pictures in frames, and a beautiful painting of the ocean.
"I'm going to the kitchen will one of you join me?" Eleanor asked.
"No, problem." Prentiss said as she followed Eleanor into the kitchen where she started making sandwiches. "Ms Rigby, we need to ask you questions about Rapture."
Eleanor took out the bread from the cupboard and got the cheese and meat from the refrigerator and started making sandwiches. "I knew that one day someone would come asking questions about that hell under the sea."
"It must not be easy keeping everything inside day by day, month by month, year by year."
"I suppose trying to sympathize with me is your strategy to get information from me." Eleanor stated.
After hearing Eleanor say that, and she knew she should get to the point. "Four of the former little sisters you rescued have been tortured and murdered."
Eleanor looked up and turned towards Prentiss. "Do you know why it happened?" Eleanor asked.
"We think they are splicers looking for ADAM and we think you know where it is."
"There is still some ADAM being made inside me, some of it that I produced is completely hidden."
"Where can we find it?" Emily asked.
"It is better if you, or the government, don't know where any of it is." Eleanor said bitterly finishing up the sandwiches.