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Dorothea's POV

"Hey Dorothea. How are you doing?" Derek asks me as I enter the BAU and go take my seat at the desk that I shared with Mommy. Ever since I got kidnapped by Tobias and James, I've felt even more disgusting than before. Not that I would ever tell Derek or the other men here, because I only trust Mommy, Mama, Mary and Penelope with my feelings about this.

"Good."

"Kid, I don't have to be a profiler to know that you're lying to me. Now I'm not going to pry, but you can always tell me anything." Derek tells me when Aaron walks over to us.

"Conference room in five minutes, please?" Aaron tells Derek before walking away and I headed into the conference room where everyone else was. Sitting next to Mommy, I began to do my schoolwork when Derek entered the room.

"Sandra Davis, sixteen years old. This is her singing at her high school talent show a month ago. This is her on-again, off-again boyfriend Ken Newcombe. Their bodies were found in a park near the male victim's car in Groton, an affluent, mostly white suburb of New York City in Westchester County. It's the third of three killings believed to be a series of hate crimes." Mama says, causing my heart to break into pieces. These kids aren't any older than me and their lives had to end so soon.

"Hate crimes?" Mommy asks.

"The first two victims were Keisha Andrews, fifteen, and Vickie Williams, seventeen. They disappeared from their homes in central Westchester one night. Their bodies were found in a wooded area in a southern part of the county near the city." Aaron explained to them.

"Strangled, beaten, stabbed." Jason adds on.

"And this was painted on their faces." Mama says before showing everyone a Swastika.

"What about this couple? How were their bodies found?" Derek asks.

"Another Swastika. This one on the boyfriend's car." Mama says while Mommy squeezed my hand.

"It's a different victimology." Mommy says.

"Maybe just an escalation." Spencer adds on.

"Or a different killer." I muttered, causing everyone to look at me.

"And it doesn't end there. Yesterday an African-American community leader, a Reverend Williams, decided to take this on as a political issue. Racial hate in the suburbs." Aaron says before playing the video.

"Apparently, in response to Reverend Williams' muckraking, a black kid was beaten on the streets of Groton this afternoon. Connecticut Neo-Nazi group called the White Stallions claimed responsibility. The mayor of Groton called me this morning, frantic. He's desperate to solve these crimes before it escalates even more." Mama says.

"What are the racial demographics of Groton?" Jason asks Mama.

"Population 42,000. 8% black." Mama says.

"I'd say the mayor has reason to be worried. If it doesn't stop soon, it could flare up." Jason says and I sigh.

"Sunshine, you're going to stay here with Penelope." Mama tells me and I nodded, knowing that this guy could be targeting me too.

"I will be fine here. Can I ordered food?"

"Yes little one you can order whatever you want. Penelope's got my card on file." Mommy says.

"And a new stuffie?"

"Yes sweetie." Mommy says with a smile on her face.

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JJ's POV

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