Criminal Minds Series Rewrite: Season Three

Birthright: Part Two

You two get back in the car and head back to the station where everyone else is eagerly waiting.

"Karen recanted her story," you sigh.

"Do you think she's lying?" Rossi asks you.

"I know she is. Something happened to her. I felt the pain she endured, and she is trying to push it down so she doesn't have to think about it. She just refused to admit it happened."

"She couldn't open that door. Afraid she could never come back."

"Exactly. Right now the only person she's protecting is the offender," she sighs.

"We just told her that this guy could still be out there. She wasn't even concerned. She wasn't scared at all. Why?"

"Maybe she's got nothing to be afraid of," Rossi says, and you know exactly where he is taking this.

"Where are you going with this?" John asks.

"Why can't someone let a case go? In your gut, you know the son of a bitch is still out there."

"You're right. She doesn't blink. The only way she'd move back here is if she knew for a fact that it was safe. That means the offender who did this either moved away or he died," you say.

"You know who this man is. He grew up here. He was in his mid-twenties back then. He left after you found his last victim," Rossi tries to jog John's memory. "He might have gone to prison, he could have joined the military, moved away, and sold his property. He was reckless in his personal life, maybe a drinker. He would have had arrests for DUIs. This is your case, John. He was meticulous, so he may have had two areas of control, both private. One to torture and one to confine them. It could have been a workshop or a barn."

"December 13th, 1980. Robert Wilkinson," John says, suddenly remembering.

Emily looks through the different files of potential suspects when she comes across his file.

"He has three DUIs. Spent a few days in jail."

"Well, he's dead. He was twenty-eight when it happened. He fell into his combine harvester."

"When was this?"

"December of 1980. Right when the killings stopped. Sounds about right when Karen moved back. He was survived by a widow, Mary Wilkinson. I know her personally."

"Looks like you're coming with us. Y/N, I'd like for you to join us," Rossi says.

"You got it," you nod.

The three of you leave the police station since John knows where Mary lives. She isn't expecting anyone to come over, so when she sees the old sheriff at her doorstep, she is a little taken back by it.

"Sheriff Caulfield."

"Hello, Mary. May we come in?" Mary nods and opens the door for you three. "How have you and your son been?"

"He's married now and doing just fine. I know you didn't make a house call to see how I'm doing."

"We're investigating a case, and it's led us to Robert."

"Well, he's been dead for twenty-seven years. What could he have done?"

"He murdered five women in 1980," you say. "I'm sure you remember it."

"I'm sorry. I haven't thought about him for a long time."

"You were a young widow, and the sheriff said you had to raise your son by yourself. It's hard to believe you wouldn't think about him from time to time," Rossi states.