Happy new years 🥂💅, hope you've had a wonderful year and have a wonderful next one. In the mean time I ain't going anywhere so gonna keep publishing. Welcome to 2022
3rd pers pov
SSA Derek Morgan makes his way up the stairs with his partner SSA Emily Prentiss in his heels. They both enter the bedroom where a Pennsylvania state police detective is awaiting them.
"This is the sixth victim today, what's so special about today?" the detective asks. Prentiss ignores the question to take a closer look at the man on the floor.
"Looks exactly like the other kills" she says, looking back up at her partner. "A nice cut through the throat and the initials BB carved into his hand. No signs of a break in or a real struggle. "
"Why is today different? I'm not gonna suddenly believe that an assassin has a victimology all of a sudden"
"Maybe he finally broke..." Prentiss gets interrupted by the ringing of Morgan's phone.
"Hey baby girl, talk to me" he answers and Prentiss rolls her eyes. "I'll put you on speaker"
"Hey lovelies... so i put six men who were killed today next to each other and guess what i found?" Penelope Garcia says through the phone.
"I don't know Penny, do tell" Prentiss answers, looking back down at the man.
"They all look like the same person, i mean they all have similar traits to be able to be mistaken for each other"
"He's looking for someone?" Morgan asks while others come into the room.
"And my guess it's someone with the initials BB. Garcia..." Prentiss starts but gets interupted.
"On it, Garcia out" and with that she hangs up.
"Let's get back to the station and..." Morgan begins but gets interrupted by another officer who enters the room.
"We found something you should see" he says and gestures for them to follow him and they do. They all walk downstairs to show a neatly cleaned kitchen and living room, too clean for this guy. But on the counter top there is another message carved.
"There stood a plate over it, that's why we missed it at first" he explains while the two profilers walk over to read the message.
"'1120, living room, do not answer' what does 1120 mean?" Morgan asks, reading it outloud.
"Could be military time, what time is it now?" Prentiss asks and the detective checks his wristband.
"11;19 am, ma'am." he answers and the two profilers look at each other. Just as it's about to strike twenty past a signal goes through the house from the living room. They gather in the living room and one detective is about to pick it up but Morgan stops him.
"It said not to answer, maybe we should listen" he answers in his defense.
"Listen to serial killer, no thanks" the detective says and is about to step towards the phone again but now both Prentiss and Morgan are in the way. The last signal goes out.
"You've reached Luke Newington, i'm not available to answer the phone right now but will call you as soon as i can, leave a message after the beep" and the beep goes to change into a deep breathing.
"BB, the person you're looking for... lives... please don't make me do this" a woman's voice says and then she lets out a small scream before continuing. "He lives at Stark Manor in New York... now please let me go..."
The line goes dead and it sounded like he has a hostage, they're all thinking it.
Prentiss and Morgan conference call their team in the car on the way back to the station.
"He has a hostage, i'm not so sure she's alive anymore" Morgan says.
"Garcia told me about the similar traits between the men that have been killed the last twelve hours. It is likely that today has a special meaning to this UnSub, and these men are his way to get his anger out since he can't get to the person he's really after" Dr Spencer Reid says through the phone. "Garcia, can you check everything that has happened this date the last ten years"
"You'll have the list in fifteen seconds" she answers.
"There's more, she said that the man we're looking for lives at Stark Manor in New York" Prentiss adds.
"Did you say New York?" Garcia asks.
"Yeah, why?" Prentiss asks.
"Because the only thing that has happened on the 17th of august is the funeral of Y/n Carter aka Starlight, in New York and she lived at Stark Manor from 2010 to her death in 2017. They are shooting fireworks and celebrating her tonight all over the US" Garcia explains.
"I remember that, she's the granddaughter of the founder of SHIELD" David Rossi says.
"Prentiss, call the manor and ask them to talk, i'm sure they know all about it. Garcia, get every piece of information on Y/n that you can find, the rest get to the plane" Aaron Hotchner says before they all hang up. But Hotchner and Garcia are still on the call.
"What more can i do for you sir?" she asks.
"I need you to be ready to come to us, we might need you on sight" he answers.
"i'll be ready"
Tony pov
"You want me to do what?" I was too surprised that she even suggested it.
"Come one, Bucky's the only one that can read her prints, she taught him, he could help you" Natasha says and somewhere i can smell Peppers involvement but Nat said it was all her. I don't really need time to think about it, if that's what it takes to get you back i will do it.
"Send him down here, he'll translate the prints but that's all" i say and she walks away with a victory smile. I'm so gonna regret this. But my thoughts are interrupted by a phone ringing, an unknown number. It makes me hesitant to answer but i do it anyway as i make my way into another room that's quieter, an office.
"This is Tony Stark" i answer and the person on the other side is actually not who i expected.
"Hi my name is Emily Prentiss and i'm with the Behavioral analysis unit of the FBI. We have evidence that points to the silver assassin looking from someone staying at your manor" the woman says and i sign at what she says next. "Is there anyone there with the initials BB?"
"Yeah i do, but what has he gotten to do with this assasin?" it has to be Bucky then since Bruce has moved out fully, leaving only one with the initials BB written at the mansion.
"We have reason to believe this assassin is looking for him, he's been killing people and carving the initials BB in their hands. Just now we got a message that the person we're looking for, with the initials lives at Stark Manor in New York" i look out the window to see Bucky entering the lab, going straight to my wall of inspiration.
"What can i do to help?"
"I was wondering if we could do it in person?"
"Your welcome to come here" i just say, not letting him out of my sight.
"We'll arrive within the next hour then"
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Xoxo - y/n Carter
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