Heartbreaking news today about AJ. Delighted for Paget but I'm incredibly depressed about AJ. But unlike Nina Tassler I WON'T be removing JJ from this...uh Series? JJ's character is essential to the show, I might add on this new person that's being brought in but I won't be removing JJ. Anyway, this is the last part of the first case. I planned to split it into four parts but I got a tad carried away. Just a tad. Anyway, enjoy.
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Central Park, New York City
He stabbed her time after time feeling the blood leave her body, feeling her die. He felt so high, so alive watching her cry watching as with each second passed she got even closer to dying. She blinked a few times at him and finally she was dead.
He stood up satisfied with his latest kill. His uniform was filthy, covered in mud. He didn't expect to get dirty. He left the woman walking back to his car thinking of excuses as to why he was so dirty. He climbed into his car quickly hiding the knife under his seat. He looked in the mirror fixing his hair; his eyes bore into the mirror revealing his murderous gaze. He smirked to himself and started to drive.
Lower Manhattan, NYPD Headquarters, New York City
"We've been getting calls all night some people claiming to be the killer others claiming to have been victimised by him, we've asked the victims to come in but no one has," JJ said to the team when they met that morning. They were no longer in the tiny office but in the main office with all the other officers working on the case. Alex was by the coffee machine pouring her third cup. She couldn't sleep the night before and came down to the prescient to try and help with the case. Reid walked over to her worried.
"I heard you leave last night," he said to her pouring a cup for himself as well.
"Yeah, I couldn't sleep so I came down to help," she answered sipping it slowly, suddenly Ward ran in angry.
"Fat load of use your profile was, another woman was just found dead," he barked at the profilers. Reid looked at Alex, she was exhausted and upset that another woman was now dead because she couldn't act fast enough. Reid squeezed her shoulder reassuringly. Alex smiled at him before they walked over to Hotch.
"Alex and Reid, can you two stay here with Garcia and JJ and keep and eye on the tip lines. Prentiss, Rossi and Morgan come with me to the crime scene," Hotch grabbed his stuff as he talked watching the other officers begin to leave, "We'll ring you with any information we get from the scene."
Central Park, New York City
"The victims name is Chloe Sheridan, she's 19," Prentiss said checking the victims driving license.
"Call Garcia, we need to see if she's an alumnae of Emma Willard," Hotch said as Morgan inspected the body.
"She put up a struggle," Morgan said looking at the area around the body, "The UnSub would've arrived home covered in scratches and mud."
"Which means someone has seen him and knows he's our UnSub," Hotch added.
"Garcia says she's an alumnae," Prentiss shouted over before returning to Rossi.
"Another one, this guy, whoever he is, really has a grudge against women from that school," Rossi commented looking at the scene.
"She was stabbed thirty-five times," Prentiss said, "Not only is he changing his MO but he's taking longer to kill them. He's toying with them and with us."
"One of you call JJ," Hotch approached them taking his gloves off, "We need her to release another statement to the press about this murder and put out a warning for someone arriving home covered in mud and blood."
Lower Manhattan, NYPD Headquarters, New York City
"Okay, I'll get them on it," JJ hung up her phone, "Our UnSub would've arrived home last night covered in mud and blood, his latest victim was only 21 which means the seniors at Emma Willard would've known her. Hotch wants me to hold a press conference about this murder and he wants you two to go back to Emma Willard and speak to the seniors." She pointed at Reid and Alex and they both got up taking their jackets with them.
"Fly strong my doves," Garcia said typing away as the three of them left.
Emma Willard School, Troy, New York
Reid and Alex stood outside the room for about 10 minutes.
"Do you think we've made them nervous enough?" Alex asked looking in at the girls, they were fidgeting nervously and talking amongst themselves. One girl stood out, she was in her uniform looking prim and perfect but wasn't speaking to anyone. People attempted to speak to her but she ignored them keeping her gaze focused on the wall in front of her.
"That's the girl from yesterday, the one that ran away," Reid said watching her.
"She knows our UnSub," Alex said, "We need to shock her into telling us."
"We better get in there and scare her, really scare her," Reid added, "no more being nice, we should be uh direct and more-"
"Reid, I've got this," she laughed patting him on the shoulder, "go down to the headmistresses office and dig up her past record with the school." Reid left her and walked down the hall. She watched him leave before walking in. She walked in confidently stopping in front of the girl in her perfect uniform leaving her no-where else to look but directly at Alex.
"There was another murder last night," she said looking directly at her, "Another past pupil called Chloe Sheridan, you guys would've been in junior year when she was graduating." The girl facing Alex covered her mouth and started to cry a few girls looked around talking nervously to one another. A few more started crying, a group of girls started to pray.
"I know you all knew her and some of you know the guy that's doing this, we can't save you from him unless you tell us who he is," Alex spoke loudly crossing her arms, "He's an angry man, some of you went out with him. He would've been taking anger management classes when you were going out with him but they wouldn't have helped. He'd hit you, he'd only be happy to see you cry and right now he's planning on who he's going to kill next and I need to know who he is, it's the only way I can protect you!"
Alex stared at the girl facing her and she crumpled, crying smudging her perfect make-up. She ran her fingers through her hair ruining it; she wiped her hands on her legs leaving black marks on them.
"Alex?" Reid opened the door looking in, "can you come out here?" Alex took one last look at the girl before leaving.
"Well, I've scared them all right," Alex said shutting the door behind her.
"Chloe was a Ring Sister a sort of mentor to a junior," Reid began lifting out a page from her file, "She was Ring Sisters with Lisa Harringford. I rang Garcia and all the other murder victims are connected to Lisa, McDaid was her cleaner for six years, Lisa signed up for every lecture Anderson gave and babysat her two boys and Thompson was her family's lawyer. She knows our UnSub or he at the very least knows her."
"We better bring her in for her own safety, is Garcia any closer to figuring out TPS?" Alex said gazing in at the girls. The girl in front was bent over crying into her knees. The girls around her tried to comfort her but she pushed them away not wanting anything to do with them.
"No idea, it's not gang related and it's not related to the women," Reid rubbed his face.
"Right, um, I'm going to call her out, give me the file I'm going to make it look official," Reid handed the file over to Alex and she walked in.
"Lisa Harringford," she called out. All the girls stopped in their tracks. The girl in front looked up scared but no one made any motion that they were Lisa.
"Lisa Harringford," Alex shouted again she spotted a few girls looking down at the girl crying in front as if they were telling Alex that she was Lisa. Alex walked over to her and crouched down in front of her.
"Are you Lisa Harringford?" she asked looking the girls dead in the eyes. She nodded and Alex stood up.
"The rest of you back to your classes," she ordered and they all left swiftly staring at the pair of them as they left. Reid pushed passed the girls and came in sitting down next to Lisa. When they had all left Alex pulled over a chair.
"Okay, Lisa, I need you to tell me if you know anyone that would do this, even anyone you think is holding a grudge against you," Reid said looking at her kindly.
"I-I-I don't know anyone that would hurt," she started to cry some more and Alex took her hand.
"Shush, it's okay sweetie, it's okay," Lisa looked down at Alex's hand.
"No it's not okay, they're dead because of me, because I-I got someone a-angry and I d-don't want more people to, to," she couldn't finish the sentence and continued crying.
"No one else is going to die, we just need you to tell us if the letters TPS mean anything to you," Alex said soothingly, a completely different demeanour from when she addressed the girls moments earlier.
"Y-Yeah, TPS stands for Trinity-Pawling School," she recited keeping her eyes shut. Alex looked at Reid and he walked out the door ringing Garcia.
"Good, that's good Lisa, did you have a boyfriend who went there?" Alex asked petting her hand.
"I did but, it couldn't be him, he was so," she stopped and then realization hit her and she started to cry more. Alex wrapped her arms around her shushing her, Reid came into the room and Lisa started to cry out a name.
"Sam Josephs, he's the one you're looking for, Sam Josephs," she was screaming his name. Two teachers from the adjoining rooms came rushing in. Alex motioned to them to take care of her and the two profilers left the room.
"Sam Josephs, he's the UnSub Garcia," he was still on the phone. Alex took out her own phone and rang Hotch.
"Hello, Agent Hotchner? Our UnSub is Sam Josephs he attends Trinity-Pawling School," Alex said taking the car keys off Reid.
"Good work Alex we'll meet you guys there," Hotch replied hanging up.
"The school is in Pawling, New York," Reid said hanging up as well.
"That's about two hours away," Alex said as they left the school and walked towards the car.
"We're going to have to drive quickly then," the climbed into the car and set off, lights flashing.
Lower Manhattan, NYPD Headquarters, New York City
"NYPD tip line," JJ said answering the phone.
"Hi, um, this may sound ridiculous but I know who the killer is," the voice on the other end said.
"Okay, sir, what's your name?" JJ asked getting out a pen and a piece of paper.
"Mark Cabot," he replied, "I go to Trinity-Pawling School and my roommate came in last night covered in blood and mud like you guys said earlier."
"Trinity-Pawling, TPS," JJ gasped, "Okay, Mark? I need you to go to your Principals office and stay there, tell him the FBI are on their way and he's not to do a thing until we get there okay? You just stay there and don't go anywhere."
"His name is Sam Josephs m'am, and I'm heading there now," Mark whispered.
"Good boy, and stay there even if he tells you to leave don't listen to him, we won't be long," JJ hung up as Garcia came running over.
"They got through to the girls at Emma Willard and are on their way to Trinity-Pawling School now," Garcia started.
"The UnSub is Sam Josephs, have you got any information on him?" JJ asked following Garcia to her laptop.
"You bet I do, he fits the profile perfectly, his mom walked out on him and his dad when he was nine, he's had a long list of Step-Moms and was sent to Trinity-Pawling after he got into a fight with a boy about his real mom," Garcia was typing quickly, "he's got serious anger problems, especially towards women."
"Should we warn Emily and Alex?" JJ asked picking up her phone.
"They'll be fine, they have my Hot Chocolate God to protect them," Garcia giggled.
Old Route 55, Pawling, New York
"This guy travels for almost two hours just to kill some women? He must really have a problem with them," Morgan said to Hotch.
"He was killing them to frighten Lisa Harringford, he didn't care about who he killed all that mattered to him was getting closer to her," Rossi said loading his gun.
"Whoa, hold on we can't go in there guns blazing, we'll freak the kid out and he might do something dangerous," Prentiss said staring at the gun.
"She's right, we go in there he might try to escape or hurt someone," Morgan agreed and Rossi put his gun away.
"What do you suggest we do then?" Rossi said getting impatient.
"We'll send Alex and Emily in," Hotch answered speeding up a little bit.
"Hotch, are you sure? This guy hates women, god only knows what he'll do to me and Alex," Prentiss said eyeing Rossi's gun.
"Which means he'll try to act calm and composed in front of his peers and when you get him outside the classroom we'll be there waiting to cuff him and take him away," Hotch answered as Reid and Alex sped past them.
"They're going to beat us there Hotch, you should've let me drive," Morgan complained.
"Is this your first time going after the UnSub?" Reid asked. She smiled slightly at that.
"No this is my eighth case with the BAU, Section-Chief Strauss sent me on other cases to see if I was good enough to go on your team," Alex flexed her hands starting to get sick of the long ride out.
"Our team? Why didn't she put you on one of the other teams?"
"She said one of the members of your team would be going into retirement and she was recommending me to take their place," Alex sped up driving past their fellow agents, "but then she told me that he wasn't retiring and then sent me on cases to prove I could join alongside of your team as it was."
"So that's why she was pushing Hotch's retirement," Reid mused.
"We're here," Alex said approaching the gates. A security guard came forward bearing the schools logo. Alex rolled down the window and they flashed their badges.
"FBI," Reid said and he nodded letting them through. Alex looked at her mirror and seen the other car being questioned as she parked.
"Morgan won't be happy," Reid laughed.
"Why?" Alex asked unbuttoning her seat belt and hiding her gun under her jacket.
"He likes arriving first." They both got out of the car and met the other agents.
"Okay, Alex and Emily you two are going to be the ones to take him from class and we'll arrest him. NYPD will be here," he was interrupted by two squad-cars joining them, "well now, everyone inside, we find him, take him, arrest him and get out of here." They walked into the school, NYPD behind them. Hotch walked over to the office and asked for Sam Josephs class schedule.
"Are you from the FBI?" the receptionist asked staring at Hotch.
"Yes m'am we are," Hotch replied showing his badge. A boy sitting outside the office looked up at them.
"I only called 5 minutes ago," he whispered.
"What?" Rossi asked.
"I rang the tip line 5 minutes ago, he's in French," the boy said staring up at the NYPD.
"Room 235, it's on the second floor," Hotch finished, "go hide kid you don't want to see him when we arrest him." He nodded and went inside the office sitting next to the receptionist.
The team walked up the stairs closely followed by the NYPD. They lingered outside the French room. Alex handed her gun to Reid and they ran through the plan one more time. Alex and Prentiss nodded to each other and knocked on the door.
"Entré," a voice called out, the girls walked in to the French class, "Ah Bonjour les filles ça va?" Prentiss didn't know what to say and just looked at Alex for help.
"Bonjour, nous recherchons pour Sam Josephs. Est-il ici?" Alex replied looking around the room.
"Oui, Josephs," he called out and one boy stood up looking at the women nastily, "Va avec ces femmes, Josephs." He walked to the top of the room and left with Prentiss and Alex straight into Morgan and the NYPD. They arrested him on the spot and he started to scream. Half the school came out of their classes witnessing his arrest. They pushed him out trying to get rid of him as quickly as possible. As they passed the office Mark Cabot stood up.
"You!" Sam screamed, "You sold me out! I'm going to get you for this Cabot, I'm going to get you!"
"No you're not," Morgan said pushing him out of the school and into one of the squad cars.
Lower Manhattan, NYPD Headquarters, New York City
"He's confessed to everything," Detective Ward said leaving the interrogation room, "I hate to say this but, good work Maguire." He held out his hand and Alex took it.
"Thanks sir," she said smiling. He went back in to the room as Josephs Dad arrived with a lawyer. She walked into the hallway where the rest of the team were waiting for her.
"I take it you'll be coming back with us to Quantico," Morgan said handing her her coat.
"Yeah, I am," she answered taking it.
"And you'll be joining our team," Garcia grinned.
"Yeah if Strauss lets me," Alex replied putting her coat on.
"Oh honey, you're going to learn this quick, I'm a great hacker and can get request forms in super-quick," Garcia wrapped her arm around her leading her out the door.
"Meaning?" Alex asked, she knew the answer but wanted to hear it.
"Oh come on genius you're supposed to be good at this," Garcia pulled her close and set her in front of her.
"What Garcia is trying to say is, you're on the team," Morgan said and Garcia sent him a dirty look.
"Hey, I wanted to tell her," Garcia said hitting him.
"Oh baby that hurt," he laughed faking pain whilst walking away.
"Oh I'm sure it did," Garcia hit him again.
"Stop it you two or I'll have to ground you," JJ shouted after them. Hotch shook his head, sometimes, he wondered, did he work with adults or was he a profiling babysitter?
"Excited?" Reid asked walking over to her. She grinned at him giving him a hug.
"Very."
"A beginning is only the start of a journey to another beginning." - Anonymous
Well, there it is, their first case together. I'm planning on writing a good load of cases, got a lot of ideas for Alex, so don't think she's a one case wonder because she's not. Trust me this is going to be like series 5 ½. The in-between episodes before that epic finale which I still haven't seen. Living TV takes a year and a half to release episodes. Anyway Thoughts?
French Translation:
Entré, Ah Bonjour les filles ça va? = Enter, Ah hello ladies how are you?
Bonjour, nous recherchons pour Sam Josephs. Est-il ici? = Hello, we're looking for Sam Josephs. Is he here?
Oui, Josephs. Va avec ces femmes, Josephs = Yes, Josephs. Go with these women Josephs.
I apologise if the grammar is dodgy, I haven't learnt French in almost 3 years and I'm going from memory here.