Chapter Nine

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*Lilly's P.O.V*

We got to the crime scene, and the one thing I noticed on the body was that it wasn't kneeling.

"The unsub must have not had enough time to make the victim kneel," Spencer says. I kneel down.

"No," I whispered. "Spencer, remember how I said he was waiting to cut open their arm and leg, like an animal slaughter?" He nods. "Well look." He comes over and kneels beside me.

"He opened the leg and the arm, along with the throat," He says.

"No shot to the head or stabbed. Just animal slaughter," I say.

"He's starting to change his way," Spencer says. We get up and a cop comes up to us.

"Adam West. He was twenty-seven years old," He says.

"Who found him?" Spencer asked him.

"He was supposed to meet his friends at the bar down the street, but when he didn't show up, they went to see if he was OK at his house. And this is what they found," He says. Spencer and I both get up.

"he's starting to show his true side," I say.

"What is really hurting him," Spencer says. "We should get back." I nod, and we went to the SUV. We drove off.

"Spencer. I'm thinking this unsub is thinking that people are animals, or at least the person they want to hurt," I say.

"How did you come up with that so fast?" He asked me.

"I'm always like this. I have a theory and I see if it works," I say.

"Just like a guess?" He asks me. I nod. "Well last time you were right, but don't be too sure."

"Why because Mr. Genius wants to get his theory, and I'm stealing his thunder," I teased.

"No," He says. "Maybe." I smiled. Soon we got back to the police station. We walked back in and saw J.J, Rossi, Morgan, and Hotch all talking.

"Guys," Spencer says. They all turned towards him. "Lilly had a theory. Tell them."

"Well, you know how I told you the unsub was waiting for the right time to cut the throat and leg. Well, the unsub did it. The unsub cut the throat, leg, and arm. So while we were on our way back here, I came up with a theory. I don't know if it is all true, but here it goes," I say. I took a breath before telling them. "I was thinking this unsub is thinking that people are the animals like he was raised on a farm, or at least the person they want to hurt. Like a mom or dad, or a spouse who has hurt them. And these people are just practice targets until he goes for the real deal." They all looked at me.

"She's like a mini Reid," Rossi says. I looked at him.

"Just because I'm smart, doesn't mean I'm as smart as Dr. Genius," I say.

"Where do you get these nicknames?" Spencer says.

"It really depends what you're like. And you make it oh so easy," I say. "But I am thinking the unsub did work on a farm." I sat down and Spencer sat next to me.

"You really thinking that Armstrong?" Hotch asked me.

"Well like a good scientist is, you got to put your theory out there, and if it doesn't work, we try a new one," I say. "But I know the Internet Boy will deny that." Spencer knew I was referring to him as 'Internet Boy.'

"Actually that is pretty good to use in this situation," He says.

"Wow, that is a first. Pretty boy doesn't argue back," Morgan says. Spencer gives him his 'bitch please' look and we get a laugh out of that.

"OK, we got to get this new information out. How old do we think he is?" Hotch asked us.

"Well from what he is doing, I would say in his late thirties to early forties," Spencer says. Hotch looks at me like he needs my approval. I nodded.

"OK," He says. "J.J, I want you to get this out to the press." She nods and left. We all get up.

"Why does he always look at you for the approval of my theory?" Spencer asked. I shrugged.

"Maybe I'm better than you," I teased.

"OK I can see why they call you Mini Reid, but now I can see a Mini Morgan in you," He says. I looked at him.

"I am nothing like him, I only tease," I say.

"Like him," He says. I looked at him and we walked off.

***

*Lilly's P.O.V*

We all stood there while the cops sat down or stood up with their notepads out ready to write whatever we have in them.

"We think this unsub is a white male, in his late thirties to early forties," Hotch starts off.

"Our last crime scene he didn't stab the victim or shot the victim. He only did the animal slaughter. Like we predicted," Spencer says.

"Animal slaughter? Isn't that like, where you cut the throat, leg, and arm?" One of the cops asked.

"Yes, it is," Spencer says.

"We also think this unsub is someone who grew up on a farm and still lives there. He might be referring to a spouse or a girlfriend who has left him or hurt him. Or a mom or dad who has hurt them. And this person is waiting for the right time to attack them," I say. "Also he might think these people are animals. Hence why he grew up on a farm."

"Until he goes after the person he wants to hurt, these people are just test subjects. He is going after a certain type," Rossi says.

"Light brown hair, blue eyes. Doesn't matter if your a male or woman, but he did attack a man last, and it seems he is going into a pattern," Morgan says.

"We advise everyone to stay with a family member or a friend because this person will come into your house and attack you when you least expected it. And if any of you see him or know him please call," Hotch says. "Also do not approach him. You might remind him of his past and he might hurt you. Thank you." They all walked off and we went back to find this guy.

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