A/N: What whaaat is this! Honestly, I think that those of you who enjoy my story are the luckiest. I update like almost every day. But we can give this thanks to the three reviews I received on the last chapter and my boss giving me today the day off unexpectedly! Which means I had time to write ahead two more chapters. You should all want me to have days off and get sent home early- but then I wouldn't have money really so… every once and a while is good. Anyways, thanks for all the reviews and because I got THREE on the last chapter, like wow, and have been getting more and more I decided that I would give you another chapter. See how that works? More reviews, quicker updates! And honestly, I love that you guys love my OC because honestly she's based off me 97%, I'm just not as badass and in good physical shape. But, here we go! Thank you again!

This is what makes us girls

We all look for heaven and we put our love first

Somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse

Don't cry about it, don't cry about it

This is what makes us girls

We don't stick together 'cause we put our love first

Don't cry about him, don't cry about him

It's all gonna happen~ Lana Del Rey

Caitlyn fumbled with her clothes before going into the house. She learned how to deal with a grieving family but her and Spencer were about to go into a house full of grieving girls. And he wasn't the best at knowing what to say, and would sometimes say the wrong thing without trying to.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked looking at her, Caitlyn nodded her head and he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek before they walked in. All of the girls were huddled together on the couches, eyes red and puffy from sobbing. Caitlyn stood up and cleared her throat, telling the girls how she spoke to the victim, Amy's parents and when the funeral services would be held. She also gave the girls information on where her parents would be staying if any of them wanted to give their condolences.

"How did you all let this happen?" A brunette said from the crowd of girls, Caitlyn raised her eyebrows, "everyone is thinking it, you are the FBI. This place is crawling with police and she gets murdered waiting for the security shuttle." she continued to snap. The woman who was assigned to watch the girls in the building looked at the young brunette,

"That's not helpful, Katie."

"Actually it is," Spencer started, Caitlyn looked at him trying not to look panicked only imagining what he would say, but he continued, "the fact that she was killed in a well lit area with a police presence indicates that the killer is most likely part of this campus. He isn't an outsider and isn't someone who would raise alarm with police or any other potential victims."

"You should also be aware that all of the three victims were brunette." Caitlyn said, not trying to make eye contact with any of the girls in the room. The horror on all the girl's faces made an extremely loud silence. "At this point we do consider it an intentional pattern…". With that the two agents left all of the girls in horror. At that point the girl who had spoken up wanted to speak with the two FBI agents. Caitlyn and Spencer walked over to her as she sat on the couch and apologized about speaking out so harshly beforehand. Caitlyn was empathetic and the two agents tried to find anything that would give them any idea about the un sub. The only thing they learned was that most of the girls were carrying mace or anything that could be bought online and held in a purse to protect them.

"I'm pretty sure half of those girls are setting up appointments to get their hair bleached." Caitlyn said, looking at Spencer, "you did good back there. I was nervous."

"Honestly I don't think that I'm that bad, I am really good at conversations I am a genius I know what's wrong to say in a room of crying girls whose friend was just brutally murdered." Spencer said with an eye roll.

"I meant I was nervous about how I was going to do, but now that I think about it I should have been nervous about that too." Caitlyn smirked at him.

"You're hilarious." Spencer said sarcastically.

Caitlyn and Spencer walked back into the precinct where there were evidence boards with all of the evidence posted on there. The campus was going to be shut down, so it closed the timeframe that they had to catch the un sub. They presented a rough profile, it was someone with access. He was on a spree killing and they believed the stressor was a white brunette women, which is probably why that's who he was killing. Prentiss called Garcia to try and find security guards who got kicked out or rejected by the FBI, that gave them Nathan Tubbs. He was a responder at every scene, and he had lost custody of his daughter.

"We've got a possible." Emily called from the room in which she was on the phone with Garcia. Gideon recruited Caitlyn and Morgan to go along with him to take him into custody. Caitlyn went into the other room to quickly strap on her bulletproof vest. When she turned around Spencer was standing in the doorway.

"Be careful." he said and Caitlyn nodded, strapping her gun into the holster.

"Baby I'm always careful."

"No you're not."

"I know, but I'll be smart." she answered back, wanting to kiss him but knowing that she couldn't with all of the officers and the rest of the team around. She grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze on the way out.

"Hey wait!" he called after her, "I love you."

"I love you too, nerd." she winked at him.

The team found Nathan Tubbs in the car with another brunette female. He was taken easily into custody and didn't put up much of a fight. The young girl ran into Caitlyn's arms and she patted her head assuring her that she was safe. Gideon interrogated Tubbs but he claimed to know how interrogation worked and didn't give up any information, but he was working him up trying to get him to explode. The evidence they got from his house fit the profile but it was nothing that could keep him in custody. But that didn't matter, there was another murder and this one was in broad daylight and there was a scene the size of a crowd of Justin Timberlake fan girls. JJ tried to get the dean to help with the students to get them away from the crime scene. The poor woman was completely frazzled and frustrated that this happened while the agents had someone in custody.

Caitlyn, Emily and Reid all were leaning over the body,

"I don't think this was the same killer." Gideon said.

"You've got to be kidding me." The assisting officer groaned.

"Blunt force trauma to the head, she was knocked out, not tazered." Caitlyn said slowly moving the victims head to the side ever so slightly to show off the wound.

"These stab wounds were shallow, they're hesitation marks, whoever killed her wasn't sure they wanted to be killing her or never tried it before." The young genius confirmed, looking at the officer through a pair of polarized Ray Bans.

"But she has defensive wounds just like every other victim!" The officer stated.

"That's not surprising considering the head wound." Emily countered, another officer gave the lead a note, He's innocent, I'm still out here. Spencer made a face,

"The first un sub was remorseful he wouldn't brag about killing." But then the young genius ran off. One of the student's had spat in JJ's face and he caught it right as it happened.

"You need to keep people out of here man!" He said running up to the other blonde who was wiping her face. Caitlyn looked over at Emily, both of their faces scrunched in anger.

"Who the fuck spits in someone's face." Caitlyn mumbled to her.

The team had a copycat on their hands. After talking to the angry girl Katie again, they finally had an idea of what was going to happen and how they would catch the killer. The un sub was a girl. Caitlyn should have spoken up sooner, maybe then they could have caught the actual killer or stopped the copy cat. It was yet again time for another tactical takedown. Caitlyn and Morgan were to stay on the perimeter as the female un sub tracked and approached Tubbs.

"I really don't have a good feeling about this." Caitlyn mumbled to Morgan as they crouched behind a wall. Gideon and Hotch being their eyes and ears.

Go go go! The voice rang in their ear pieces as the girl confessed to killing someone for Tubbs. Caitlyn and Morgan sprung out from behind the corner, wielding their guns and demanding the girls to put the gun down. She looked so sad and helpless, begging him to kill her. As they rounded the corner they saw Tubbs fall to the floor, they were too late, again.

"FBI!" Morgan screamed, the young girl looked at them, tears in her eyes and blood on her hands.

"Put down the knife!" Caitlyn yelled, "put the knife down!"

"Listen!" Morgan pleaded.

"Are you going to shoot me?" she asked, her voice almost a whisper.

"No one is going to shoot you, just put the knife down!" Caitlyn asserted.

"No," Derek started as the young girl turned the knife on herself and shoved it into her gut, "no!" Both Caitlyn and Derek ran to her, putting their guns back in their holsters. Caitlyn ran over to the girl, throwing the knife from her grasp and placing her hand on the wound, blood spurting out from between her fingers.

"Stay with me." Caitlyn begged, putting pressure on the wound as Morgan screamed for an ambulance while doing the same for Tubbs, "you're going to be okay."

Both of them died. All of the agents were quiet on the plane ride home, especially Gideon. Caitlyn confronted him on the air-way prior to when they left.

"Gideon, you knew this was going to happen, didn't you?" she asked.

"I didn't think anyone would die." he said.

"But you knew there was going to be a copy cat and they would find each other and that's why you let Tubbs go."

"At best it's always just an educated guess." he responded.

"I could have done better. I was trained specifically for situations like that Gideon. Every case so far everyone has died." Caitlyn confessed.

"You're good at what you do, you've become a good profiler. And you're good for Spencer." he answered, the last part rubbed Caitlyn the wrong way. As if he was saying goodbye to her.

Caitlyn fumbled through her bag to find the keys to her and Reid's apartment. But before she could open the door her face was in his hands and he kissed her long and hard, pulling back and smiling.

"I've been waiting twenty seven hours, thirty two minutes and fifteen seconds to do that." he said, calculating the time between now and the kiss they shared before going in to interview the girls. Caitlyn gave him a weak smiled and opened their door, dropping their bag on the floor.

"I don't know if I can do this." she confessed, sitting down on their leather couch and looking up at him. This was the first time he had really seen her emotionally vulnerable, sure he had seen her cry after what happened with Tobias but all of that stemmed from him.

"What do you mean? Can't do what?" he asked, kneeling down infront of her.

"This job, Spence. I was called in because of my specialties in explosives, negotiations and tactical strategy. I was on the SWAT team for crying out loud, I've taken down terrorists and really bad people but every single time I've been given the lead on one of these cases because of my 'specialties' it's gone wrong and people die. I'm still not even officially part of this team, Hotch could give me the boot at any second." she said, looking down at the floor and avoiding eye contact with him even though he was eye level and inches away from her face.

"Everything that has happened was out of your control you've done the best you can do. And as far as I and anyone else is concerned you are apart of this team, just because a paper hasn't been signed yet doesn't mean anything. Paperwork for some reason takes a while. I think it's mostly Anderson's fault. But nothing that's happened was your fault." he whispered.

"That girl died, and I was holding her wound waiting for the paramedic to come, you should have seen the look in her eyes. She probably wasn't even eighteen yet." Caitlyn's tone didn't change. "Things like this didn't bother me before… I've seen shit Spencer. I did time on the streets with narcotics units, I've seen the bloodiest of the bloody and I've never felt this before. It's never really touched me. I could have got there faster, I could have done something."

"You can't start blaming yourself, you're good at what you do. Things like this happen, but you can't shut down and you can't doubt yourself." Spencer assured her. Caitlyn continued to just stare at the ground.

"Alright fine, now you're going to have to make me exert my muscles and you know I'm not like Morgan or athletic in any manner." the young doctor said, standing up and placing an arm under Caitlyn's kneecaps and the other behind her back as she used all his strength to lift her up and place her in the bed. She still didn't make any kind of emotional reaction.

"I thought you would be a lot lighter but then I didn't factor in the fact that most of your body mass is muscle." Spencer breathed out, which finally earned a smile from the blonde.

"You'll never get used to this, we're not supposed to. But you have to learn that some things you just can't change, no matter how good you are." Spencer said to her, finally getting her to look in her eyes.

"I guess you're right. Because I am pretty damn good." Caitlyn smirked.

"There's my girl." he smiled, laying down and pulling her with him.

"I think you're making me soft." Caitlyn said, laying in his arms and looking up at him. She was so close to his face she could feel each of his exhales.

"Whatever makes you feel better." Spencer kissed her forehead. Caitlyn looked over at the clock, they hadn't slept in almost two days and had to be at the office in six hours. Too tired to change out of their clothes they fell asleep. Caitlyn's head on Spencer's chest, his one arm wrapped around her but the two sprawled out and fully clothed, while at the same time Gideon was packing his clothes to leave.