Chapter 5

The rest of the team headed up to their rooms leaving Emily and JJ sitting at the bar drinking coffee, Emily gave a slight sigh as her finger trailed the rim of the cup.

"What's bugging you Emily" JJ said softly as she stilled her hand.

The action caused Emily to look at her "What isn't bugging me would be a better question" Emily said giving her a slight grin.

"I know the case is on your mind Emily, and I also know how private you are but if you need to talk I am here just try not to push me too far away" JJ replied softly.

Over the years the two had become close friends but JJ could see the walls that were in place, she knew Emily trusted them and her, they had spent many nights talking meeting up and going to clubs sometimes just her and Emily other times Garcia would join them.

"I think we should call it a night" JJ said as she raised her eyebrow slightly.

Emily nodded in agreement before they paid the bill and retiring upstairs. Emily stood near the door frame as JJ opened her door. Their eyes met again locking with each other.

"Do you ever feel like you're not good enough?" Emily asked just as JJ went to open the door.

"Sometimes, but there again I think most people feel like they are not good enough" JJ said with a shrug. Emily nodded slightly.

"Night JJ" Emily replied before retreating to her room.

JJ could only watch her retreating form she sighed slightly. She knew there was more to the question than Emily was saying but she could never push her, to her Emily was perfect in every way. But as she leaned against the cool door she couldn't help wondering why Emily thought she wasn't good enough. She just hoped that they could talk about it more after the case.

It hadn't felt like moments ago that her head had touched the pillow only to be rudely pulled out of her sleep by the blaring of her phone. "Prentiss" her voice was groggy from lack of sleep.

"We have another body" Morgan said as he began to get dressed.

"I'll be down in five" Emily replied throwing on a fresh top, washing her face praying Morgan would greet her with a much needed caffeine fix.

They both met in the lobby and Emily was not surprise that Morgan had a mug of coffee for her; Emily gave him a soft smile as she gratefully took a swig of coffee to waken her senses more. "Thanks"

It only took fifteen minutes to drive to the crime scene although it was the same back alleyway the over victims were found. It didn't surprise either of them as patrols in the area had been doubled, the homeless and prostitutes had moved worried that they would be next or that their Jons wouldn't follow them to their normal back alleyway.

"What we got?" Morgan asked as he made his way over to the detective.

"The victim is a young female, she had been beaten and raped," his eyes seemed more saddened than before.

Emily looked at him "Did you know her?" Emily asked carefully,

He gave a slight nod, "Her name is Vicky, twenty five she has too young children and a husband"

Emily nodded "I'll come with you when you go to notify the family" Emily said kindly. He nodded his reply grateful to have someone else there with him.

"I want this bastard caught, too many families are being ripped apart, and he is degrading them as though they are worthless trash. I know some have records for prostitution but that doesn't give anyone the right to kill them for that."

Emily could feel the anger in each word he had spoken and it truly did say a lot about him. Most officers wouldn't pay much attention to prostitutes being murdered, or they would lack any compassion for them because they felt they had brought it on themselves, but here stood in front of her was a man that had compassion for each victim regardless of what they did or had done, and it warmed her heart slightly.

"We will get him" Emily half promised, even they knew that sometimes they wouldn't be able to catch an unsub, they had the ability to disappear, but right here and now she wanted to catch him allowing him to escape or slip through the cracks wasn't an option.

By the time they had finished notifying the family and Emily asking a few questions they both made their way back to the station knowing the rest of the team would be here, they were ready to give the profile and bring this SOB in.

The officers seem to sit on tender-hooks waiting for them to begin and tell them what sort of a sicko has done this. Garcia was still running searches though nothing had happened in the past six months Hotch had asked her to go further back. Although he knew she wouldn't get back to him yet.

"The man we are looking for is a white male, late 30's," Rossi said before Emily took over.

"The female victims represent someone, they all have similar features and they are all around the same age. He targeted them for a reason, it could be someone he has lost or betrayed him in some way." Emily stopped as she looked at Morgan.

"The male victims are the ones that hold the most rage, it takes a lot of strength to kill someone with just one blow to the head, and we know from the ME's report the other injuries they sustained were post-mortem,"

"He's a hunter, but also he may feel he is avenging some type of justice, we know each of the male victims have been charged for solicitation, he will be of medium build, someone that works out a lot due to the physical strength needed to kill these men with a single blow," Hotch said.

They left the room allowing the local Leos to track down leads with the profile they had given. In a small town they were sure they would come across a few, though none of them thought the unsub had used prostitutes.

"You don't think our unsub is a pimp?" JJ questioned.

"Emily gave her a soft smile "I doubt it, if that was the case he would be killing prostitutes aiming his anger at just one group or one person, it seems more than that. It's personal, why would an unsub kill but sets, women and men?" Emily questioned.

The ringing of the phone pulled their attention as Morgan hit the speaker.

"Right my lovelies I have been digging around and let me tell you, not much happens in that town, aside from bar fights, some drug busts. One of the safer towns I have seen in a long while" Garcia mused.

"Anything useful?" Emily sniped slightly.

"Put your crawls away miss snippy" Garcia grumbled back.

"There was a murder that happened around this time last year, the only suspect the police had was the husband, but his record is squeaky clean, not even a parking fine. His alibi was air tight, the inquest was around six months ago" Morgan could sense the slight unease in Garcia's voice but waited for her to continue. "Casey Andrews. Whoever had killed her had degraded her, raped, beaten and sodomised her"

"I think we need to speak to him again" Rossi said softly.

"Could be the same person that killed Casey?" JJ asked

"It could be, Garcia can you send us the file?" Emily asked this time her voice was more gently

"Already have it should be on your tablets" Garcia said brightly.

"Thanks" Morgan said as the line went dead.

"Maybe we need to draw him out?" Morgan said. "I know we are going to bring this guy in but if he isn't" Morgan paused. "We could just be chasing a dead end" Morgan's eyes fell on Emily as he spoke.

"Oh, hell no! The last time I went undercover I was beaten and nearly blown up! And let's not even start on Viper" Emily said as she glared back at Morgan.

JJ always found the both of them amusing; sometimes it was like they were having some kind of pissing contest, both too stubborn for their own good. And times like this they could read each other. Although JJ was in slight agreement as well, not because Morgan wanted to use Emily as bait it was because this guy was too allusive able to hide and surprise his victims; they might not see it coming before it is too late.

"Let's talk to her husband first and then we can figure out our next move." Hotch said

They had turned up at his house only to be told by the landlady that he had gone away for a few days. They questioned her about him so they could know a little more about him. He had been there six months, quite, kept to himself for the most part; he paid his rent a month in advance. He often went out late returning in late at night. In the six months he had been there he hadn't had a single visitor. The team said there thanks before moving on to speak to his family and also to question Casey's family.

Hotch had insisted that they all returned back to the hotel leaving the local Leos to track down leads and if Morgan and Emily were honest they were grateful. They had been up since 2am and it was now nearly 7pm the pair were beat and it didn't help that Emily was becoming more frustrated as time went on.

Emily made her way over to the bar so she could speak to Morgan alone. "Hey," Emily said softly.

Morgan looked at her, "Want a coffee?" Morgan asked with a slight smile.

Emily nodded "If we have no leads tomorrow then we can discuss using me as bait." Emily said with a slightly pointed look.

Morgan nodded "The only reason I thought of you Prentiss is because they victims all have a similar look" he raised his eyebrow slightly, "I think it is safe to say you will be his type" Morgan said through a chuckle as Emily gently punched his arm.

Before long they were all heading upstairs into their own rooms, as always the rooms were not adjoining nor next to one another. She closed the door placing the chain on before stripping out of her clothes. He could only watch on as her naked form was on display for him, the scent seemed to travel into the closet. He would wait until she was totally vulnerable before he would make his move.

He waited as she took a shower, her naked skin glistened against the light, he could feel the hardness growing in his pants, she looked so much like Casey it was uncanny. He could wait and he would wait for the perfect moment to strike. He had gone old school, he didn't want a mark or bruise on her porcelain skin. She was perfect, and that was how he wanted her to stay, he waited a few hours till he knew she was fully asleep before he dampened the cloth with chloroform. He moved out of the closet before making his way over to her bed without making a sound. Her screams were muffled as he placed the cloth against her face pushing hard so she would not be heard. Her body went limp underneath him.

He made his way back to the closet pulling out the lining trolley, he picked her up placing her carefully inside before covering her over. He opened the door carefully before popping his head out making sure the corridor was clear. He made his way to the elevator taking them down into the basement, opening the back door where he had parked his car. He smiled as he placed her inside his trunk, though now he had to move quickly before she woke up.