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Chapter 3 Profile Revealed

"All right, let's get everyone up to speed," said Hotch after an officer took Dr. Tusconi and led her to another room.

"Mr. Twain was no help at all," J.J said, "He pretty much leaves everything up to each head of the department and Sally was the head of her department. When we checked the security cameras, we saw that they suddenly blacked out from ten until one in the morning and no one can figure out why yet. All we could learn from our investigation was that it had to be an inside job and the unsub knows his way around advanced technology."

"After going over the case files," said Gideon, "Prentiss and I thought the unsub had a certain type of victim. All the previous ones were white women with brown hair and eyes in their twenties. He also drugged all of his previous victims before shooting them execution style."

"Here's where it get's confusing though," Prentiss said, "Sally Dinucci was a blonde with green eyes and was thirty-seven. She wasn't drugged or shot."

"How was she killed then?" Morgan asked.

"The coroner found ligature marks on what was left of her neck," Gideon said and showed them the photo, "The victim we found has no connection to the previous victims."

"Except for the fact she was dumped to be eaten by tigers and worked in a zoo," muttered Morgan quietly. He looked at Reid meaningfully and the young doctor cleared his throat.

"I think I-" he started.

"Are you saying it's a different unsub?" J.J asked.

"Look at the difference in age, appearance, and cause of death," said Prentiss, "I don't doubt that someone killed Sally Dinucci, I'm just don't think it was our unsub. Why would he suddenly change everything?"

"You're right," said Hotch as Reid opened his mouth to speak again, "It doesn't make sense."

"Actually, it makes perfect sense," Spencer said loudly and they all turned toward him as he continued, "Dr. Tusconi and Dr. Dinucci switched shifts. Dr. Tusconi was supposed to be working last night, making her the intended target. She fits the unsub's preference: white female with brown hair and eyes in her twenties. The unsub didn't know they switched so when he saw Sally, he panicked. Maybe she saw him and he couldn't let her escape."

"Strangling is personal," Morgan said, "The unsub obviously knew her and wanted to feel her life leave her body."

"Well then," said Gideon, standing up, "I think we're ready to give the police a profile."

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"Please keep in mind that these are guidelines of who the unsub might be," said J.J, "If you feel that anyone outside the profile needs to be questioned, trust your instincts."

She nodded to Gideon and sat down. They were standing in front of most of Philadelphia's finest who were waiting attentively for the profile. All those who were on duty on the streets would receive the profile over their radio. Dr. Tusconi was sitting in the far back. The team hoped she would be able to help once given the profile.

"The unsub is a white male in his twenties to thirties," said Gideon, "He's intelligent and feels under-appreciated in his work."

"He preys on women because he sees them as the weaker sex and needs to feel in control," said Morgan.

"He knows a lot about technology so he probably worked around it," Hotch said, "His job causes him to work during the day so he attacks at night. He feels his job is beneath him and is ambitious. He may push his superiors to let him do more than they think him capable of."

"Because he feels above everyone he won't have many friends, if any at all," said Reid, "People will tend to avoid him because they'll find him arrogant and self-absorbed."

"Be careful," said Gideon, "An intelligent, narcissistic unsub is the most dangerous kind. Do not underestimate him in any way. Start at the zoo and work from there. Good luck."

The police left to begin their search. Dr. Tusconi went up to the team with a sad look.

"I can't think of anyone off the top of my head," she said, "I'm sorry."

"It's all right, you've had a long day," Gideon said kindly, "Before we send you home, we'd like to have a word with you. Will you please follow us?"

Dr. Tusconi nodded slowly, looking confused. Hotch led the way to one of the interrogation rooms and Dr. Tusconi went inside. Gideon was about to follow but stopped and turned to Reid.

"You should come in too," he said and the young doctor agreed.

"Can I get you anything doctor?" Hotch asked.

"No, but you could tell me what's wrong," Dr. Tusconi said.

"You told our agents that you and Dr. Dinucci switched shifts and you were supposed to work last night," said Hotch.

"Yes, that's true."

"The schedule that Mr. Twain posts," Gideon said, "Is it posted in a visible place?"

"Yeah, right outside his office," she said, "He also emails it to all the workers. Why? If this is about me breaking the rules, I'm sorry but I-"

"You're not in any trouble doctor," said Hotch, "But you are in danger."

"Danger? What do you mean?" she asked.

"Did anyone know you switched your shift?" Gideon asked.

"Um…just my sister, but she lives in England. Please, tell me what's the matter!" she cried.

"The unsub wasn't after Dr. Dinucci," said Reid quietly, "He was after you."

Dr. Tusconi's eyes went wide and her hand unconsciously went to the gold cross that hung around her neck. The other hand ran through her hair and she didn't speak for a while.

"It's my fault," she finally said, "If I had just worked and didn't ask Sally to cover for me-"

"Then you'd be the one in the tiger's den," said Hotch, "What happened to Sally is not your fault, you need to realize that. It's the unsub's, not yours."

"That's why you wanted to know about me, wasn't it?" she asked, looking at Reid. He saw she was angry with him and he could only look down at the table and give a brief nod. She let out an annoyed sigh, leaned back in her chair, and said, "So, what do we do now?"

"You'll need to be under surveillance for your own safety," Gideon said, "We'll have two of the agents stay with you, if that's all right."

"Yes of course, I have room in my apartment," Dr. Tusconi said, running a hand through her hair again, "Anything else?"

"If you can think of anyone who fits the profile, just let one of the agents know and they'll call us," said Hotch. She nodded and her phone suddenly started ringing.

"That's my sister," she said, "Do you mind if I take this?"

"No, you should let her know you're okay," said Gideon and they left.

"Morgan and Reid, I want you to stay with the doctor," Hotch said.

"You sure that's a good idea?" Reid asked Gideon.

"Don't worry, just apologize to her," Gideon said, patting Spencer on the shoulder, "It'll be good for her to have someone she knows around her."

Reid nodded and followed Morgan into the room that was on the other side of the interrogation room. Dr. Tusconi's voice could be heard and Reid looked through the window, knowing Dr. Tusconi couldn't see them.

"I'm fine Em, I swear," she said in a calming tone, "The FBI are sending agents to stay with me and keep me safe…No, I don't know if they're cute. Remember you're a married woman young lady."

She laughed heartily and Reid couldn't help a smile of his own. He caught Morgan looking at him and quickly let his face fall and become neutral.

"How's my Izzy-Belle doing?" Dr. Tusconi asked, "Oh good, I'm glad she's okay, and how are you feeling? Are you taking your prenatal vitamins?...Just checking honey, I hate that you're across the ocean and now I can't be there…across the pond indeed!" she laughed, "Oh Ems, I miss you too. I don't care what time of day it is, I want to know the minute you go into labor…Promise?...All right honey, I'll talk to you later…I love you too. Give them all a kiss and hug for me…Okay, bye!"

She hung up and Morgan motioned for Reid to follow him. Morgan opened the door and the doctor looked up at them. Her eyes lingered of Reid and then dropped to the floor.

"I guess you're the agents?" she asked.

"At your service," Morgan said with a joking smile.

She smiled a little and said, "I need to go by Sally's place and pick up Cujo. Rick's allergic and she was going to give him to me when they got married. I can't leave the dog alone in that house."

"The dog is at the SPCA," said Morgan, "They took the dog there when the police went to her house. We'll take you there before we go to your place."

Dr. Tusconi gathered her things and the three of them piled into Morgan's car and headed off. The car ride was silent and Reid was very glad when they reached the SPCA. Reid decided to wait in the car while Morgan and the doctor went to get the dog. He really didn't feel like having all the animals barking and hissing as he passed. This gave him time to close his eyes and think.

Gideon was right, he'd have to apologize. Yes, he was just doing his job but she wouldn't see it as that. She would see it as lying about his true motives.

Women are so complicated, he thought as he rubbed his eyes. His contacts were bothering him. He'd have to take them out and wear his glasses when they got to her apartment.

There was a knock on his window and he started, looking out and seeing Dr. Tusconi holding a happy corgi in her arms. He unlocked the door and she handed him the dog.

"Hold him for a minute if you please doctor," she said coolly and climbed into the back.

Spencer looked at the dog's big brown eyes and it yipped happily, licked Spencer's chin and wagging his tail. Reid couldn't help laughing, it tickled.

"Down Cujo," Dr. Tusconi said, trying hard to keep her voice impassive but she started laughing. Morgan got into the car and rubbed the dog along its back.

"Neither man nor beast can resist the charms of Dr. Spencer Reid," Morgan said with a chuckle and they drove off.

Author's Note: I'm back everyone! I've missed you guys! I actually got back yesterday but a serious case of jetlag kept me from updating. So here's the thing, the reviews for this story are seriously lacking and it's kind of making me depressed. I know people have this on alert and in their favorites but reviews really help me while I'm writing. If there's something you don't like, tell me and I'll fix it. It doesn't have to be a novel of a review either, just a little something to know that people actually like this or if I should drop it. I hate the thought of giving up on a story, especially since I already have it planned out in my head and it gets very exciting. So with that in mind, please PLEASE review! Thanks! :)