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Washington DC, 2008
“Emily Prentiss?”
Emily Prentiss, sitting at a table for two, looked up from the menu she was reading and saw a beautiful blonde curvy young woman standing at her table. “Yes, hi, Addison Carson?” Emily asked, looking at the woman.
“Yeah, it’s so nice to see you in person finally,” Addison said, stepping closer to the table holding onto her clutch and phone.
Emily rose from her seat, taking in the woman. Addison is a honey-blonde curvy beauty with sandy beige skin and blue eyes. Addison was dressed in a bright red tight midi dress with a deep v-neckline that showed off her busty chest. “You look amazing,” Emily said, smiling at the blonde.
“Thank you, and you look beautiful as well,” Addison added with her smile, looking at the raven beauty in her black dress.
Both women sat down across from each other at the table. Addison took her menu, looking back at the other woman. “I’m so happy we are finally doing this after weeks of texting,” Addison said, opening the menu.
“So am I. To be fair I was surprised that you even agreed to go out with me.” Emily answered, placing her menu down on the table as they talked.
Addison tilted her hair slightly as they continued their conversation. “What do you mean? I thought we hit it off well after meeting on eHarmony?” Addison asked.
Emily shrugged as she didn’t know what she meant; their conversation was put on pause as the waiter approached their table. “Good evening, ladies. Would you like to look at the wine list?” the waiter asked, holding the list in his hands.
“Yes, thank you,” Emily answered, taking the wine list from the waiter. She looked down at the list and flipped the page as she read the different choices. “Chateau Canon 1998,” Emily ordered, closing the list book as she handed it back to the waiter.
“Of course, ma’am. Will there be an appetizer tonight?” the waiter asked, pulling out his notepad and flipping to a clean page.
The two women looked back at the menu and read their options for food quickly. “How about crostini?” Addison offered the appetizer idea after reading the menu for a minute.
“Sounds great. We’ll take an order of them, thank you.” Emily confirmed the order and looked back over to the waiter who nodded, writing the order before walking away from the table leaving the two alone.
“Now that we’re alone, I didn’t mean to insult you, by canceling at the last minute or postponing. I thought you just wouldn’t come because of the consent cancellation.” Emily confessed as she picked at the napkin on her lap.
Addison nodded, understanding where Emily was coming from a little more now. “It was hard, but there was no way that I would penalize you for doing your job. Emily, you’re an FBI profiler, which is a demanding job, and I understand that. I also really wanted to go on this date, and I will do whatever you want.” Addison explained and ended her statement by giggling at herself.
Emily smiled and laughed at the statement as well, happy to hear that it wasn’t just her trying to get this date to happen. “Speaking of work, you never told me what you do for a living, Addison,” Emily stated, changing the subject.
Addison could feel her smile slipping from her face. Not wanting to ruin the mood or the date she forced the smile to stay on her face. “I work for the United States government,” Addison said, being as vague as possible.
“In what way? Especially since you live in DC?” Emily asked, placing her open head on her hand to engage in the conversation to notice Addison’s behavior.
Addison cleared her throat and looked down at her plate, thinking of how to answer that question. “I work for the Office of the Director of National Intelligence as an Intelligence Analyst.” She lied, keeping her voice even, looking at Emily with a trusting smile that Emily didn’t think to question it.
They got their wine and appetizers as their conversations slipped into family. Emily talked about her family, her mom being a career politician, and growing up around the world. “That must be exciting, but also maybe isolating,” Addison said, looking at Emily.
“Yeah, it was, and I made so many mistakes trying to fit in. But I am grateful for them because they made me who I am today.” Emily replied with a smile, picking up her glass.
Addison followed Emily’s actions and raised her glass. “Well, here’s to our mistakes. May we never regret them.” She said with a soft smile, and Emily clinked her glass against Addison’s.
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Alexandria, Virginia Today 2016
“Four lesbian couples are kidnapped, tortured, and killed. Why are we just learning about this? That’s eight victims total.” David Rossi said as he drove an SUV down the road heading to Alexandria.
“Local police just assumed it was a hate crime until the third couple and asked the FBI field office in DC to look at the case. The case agent recognized it’s a serial killer and the fourth couple was just found.” Luke Alvez responded, sitting behind David in the SUV.
“Are we even sure it’s a serial killer and not a spree? The couples are taken and held for a week and the couple is dumped before the new couple goes missing?” JJ asked who was sitting in the conference room at the BAU with Tara Lewis, Penelope Garcia, and Matt Simmons.
Unit Chief Emily Prentiss sat next to David in the first car and listened to every word looking at the clock, 11:30 pm. “We need more details before we classify anything. JJ, you, and Tara will talk to the victim’s family when they get to the BAU tomorrow morning. Matt, you, and Penelope do a deep dive into the victims tomorrow morning" Emily ordered and ended the call as they pulled into the church.
The SUV stopped at the steps of the First Christian Church of Alexandria as the rain fell from the night sky. FBI agents and local police were walking in and out of the church after it was closed. The BAU team got out of the car and into the rain. They walked under the police tape and climbed up the steps leading into the church.
“You know climbing up these steps would be extremely difficult for anyone to carry two bodies and not get caught,” Luke said as they stopped at the landing, looking around the front of the church.
“You’re right, so does he kill them here, or have one victim help him? Or does he have a partner?” Spencer Reid asked, looking at his team as they tried to understand the UNSUB.
Emily walked into the Church, David following her, leaving Luke and Spencer outside of the church. “Hi, I’m SSA Emily Prentiss. This is SSA David Rossi with the BAU. We’re looking for the case agent.” Emily said, looking at one of the FBI agents who was standing in the church's lobby going over his notepad.
The agent looked up from his notepad to the agents standing in front of him. “Umm... Agent Levine, she’s in the main part of the church,” he said, looking at the two agents using his pen to point towards the nave.
Emily and David walked into the room, local PD and FBI agents walking around, each one tasked with a job. The two stood by the doors, looking around the room. “No cameras,” Emily observed, seeing that each corner was bare.
“The church is supposed to trust the public. The bodies were in the front center pews; he wanted them to be found.” David added as they walked up the middle aisle heading towards the front pews and altar.
Stopping at the pews, they saw the bodies of two women dressed in tight dresses. The women were sitting in the pew heads looking down and their hands were tied in the praying position. One woman was blonde, and the other was a light brunette. “It looks like they’re praying. There might be a religious aspect to these murders.” Luke said behind Emily and David.
Spencer walked closer to the bodies, grabbing gloves from his pocket. “Bruises all over their bodies, which are at various stages of healing. Burns on their thighs, arms, and legs, cuts on their arms all signs of torture.” Spencer said, looking up to his team members who were watching him.
Emily looked to the sea of people as she listened to her team talk about the victim. She stopped another agent who was walking her way. “Agent Levine?” Emily asked.
“No, she’s in the yellow shirt.” The agent said, pointing to a curvy blonde woman in a yellow lantern top, black jeans, belt, and black ankle boots, and her hair was in a ponytail. Emily stared at the woman whose back was towards the BAU team.
Emily smiled and nodded at the agent before walking up to the woman. “Agent Levine, I’m SSA Emily Prentiss,” Emily said.
The woman turned around and Emily came face to face with Addison for the first time in years. “Emily,” Addison said, shocked.
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“No, no, I’m serious,” Addison said, laughing, sitting across from Emily as they enjoyed their date.
Emily sipped her wine as she laughed at the story Addison had just told her. The two didn’t run out of things to talk about as they enjoyed the same things, and both weren’t close to their families. “I heard of people getting sick on a rollercoaster but never being so scared they pass out,” Emily said, laughing along with Addison.
“It was the first and last time I ever went on a roller coaster,” Addison said, laughing, picking at her dessert as they talked.
The waiter walked over to the table, placing the checkbook at the end of the table. “Excuse me, we are closed for the night. This is the check, and I will take it whenever you two are ready.” The waiter said and walked away.
Addison looked around the restaurant and noticed they were the only ones still sitting at the table. “Time flies on the perfect date,” she said, looking back at Emily, smiling brightly, and blushing a little.
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“Levine? I thought it was Carson?” Emily asked, staring at Addison with disbelief and the anger she hadn’t felt in years towards the woman coming back.
Addison looked down at the floor for a second before looking back at Emily. “Em, I am sorry…” Addison spoke but stopped when Emily held up a hand.
“My team is over here. This is SSA Luke Alvez, Spencer Reid, and David Rossi. Gentlemen, this is Special Agent Addison Levine, the case agent. What can you tell us, agent Levine?” Emily said. Her voice turned bitter as she walked to the other side of the group, keeping her distance from Addison.
Addison watched every move that Emily made. Addison looked at the men and nodded at them before speaking. “The local PD has been dealing with the kidnappings and murders of local lesbian couples for the past three weeks. Four couples, no leads. All they know is the last place anyone sees them is after a night out. Clubs, bars, dinner with friends. The couples are kidnapped and gone until they are found a week later dead in a church.” Addison informed the group.
“The local PD invited the Washington field office early today when another couple was reported missing last night. Right away, I noticed a pattern. The new victims are kidnapped the same day the UNSUB dumps the other victims. He never holds them longer than a week. The couple always has one blonde with blue eyes and is always around 5 '6 to 5' 9.” Addison continued her speech.
Emily’s head snapped up and looked at Addison, seeing her honey blonde hair and piercing blue eyes knowing the blonde stands at 5 '6 the unit chief’s anger was replaced with worry. “I also noticed the dump sites are always churches within Alexandria. That’s why I called you guys. We have eight victims with no leads. I just got handed this mess and I could use the help.” Addison said, staring directly into Emily’s blue eyes.
“Do we have the M.E. reports or anything?” Luke asked, looking at the two women.
Addison looked over at Luke, shaking her head no. “Not yet. I’m getting them tomorrow with all the pressure from the higher-ups. No one is trying to make a mistake, but they’re acting too slow.” She responded with an annoyed sigh and shrug.
The coroner eventually made it to the church, and after a last look around the church, there was not much else to do. “We’re going to be running out of the BAU so Agent Levine you’ll work with us there and we will coordinate with the local PD. Get some sleep or try to. There is nothing else we can do until tomorrow.” Emily said, looking at the team as they walked out into the lobby.
Addison watched as Emily walked out of the church, and the blonde followed. “Em…. Emily stop walking,” Addison said, walking down the steps of the church to Emily who was standing by an SUV.
“Yes, Agent Levine?” Emily asked, turning to Addison, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
Addison stood in front of Emily, ignoring the coldness, as she knew she deserved it. “I wanted to apologize. I know what happened was wrong, but that night I meant what I said. I meant everything. It’s just…” The blonde was once more interrupted by Emily.
Emily stayed where she was. Placing her hands on her hips, she shook her head at what Addison was saying. “Listen, whatever happened between us was eight years ago. From now on, whatever relationship we have is strictly professional. I’m over it, and you should be too.” Emily said, interrupting Addison. Her eyes flashed down to Addison’s lips as the urge to kiss the blonde and repeat their night crossed her mind.
“But I just want to explain my…” Addison stopped as she heard walking behind her and knew it was the rest of her team.
“I’ll see you tomorrow morning, Agent Levine.” Emily dismissed Addison who nodded, stepping back on the bottom step.
Addison stood on the step and watched the SUV drive away; she sighed softly, placing her hands in her back pockets. “Ok then. Just professional, that is going to be impossible.” Addison mumbled to herself as she walked to her car.
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A blonde woman lay naked on a bed where one of her ankles was chained. The woman groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, looking around the room. She saw she was in a spacious room with no windows. It has concrete floors and walls. “Hello?!” the woman called out.
“Donna.” The blonde looked over and saw a redhead tied to a chair across the room. Donna’s girlfriend.
“Jessy, oh my god, are you ok?” Donna asked.
Jessy nodded as tears ran down her face, looking at her girlfriend worriedly. Just as she was about to say something, they heard a door close. Looking over to the steps, they heard their kidnapper and soon a nightmare walked down the steps. “Oh my god, why are you doing this?” Donna asked, scooting back as far as possible, shielding her naked body with her arms and legs.
The UNSUB said nothing, just walked over to Donna who was crying out of fear. “Stay away from her!” Jessy called out, moving her hands, trying to get out of her bonds.
The UNSUB stood at the foot of the bed, grabbing the chain. The UNSUB pulled it, making Donna move closer to them lying on her back crying. “Please,” Donna cried, laying on her back.
Donna looked away, unable to look at the UNSUB as they spread her legs. “Don’t look away Donna, I’m going to make you feel good.” The UNSUB said, running their hands up Donna’s legs who shivered at their touch, crying, keeping her eyes shut.