𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 || 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐝

Somebody's Watchin'

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"Yeah. And he was a total creep." Elle explained. "He said he was a cop.."

"Ugh." Kayla frowned.

"I know. He then began to complain about his 'female' co-workers, saying how women have no place in law enforcement." The other agent scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Please tell me you 'Elled' him."

"I showed him my credentials, and I could see his face go blank." She laughed, followed by Kayla giving her a high-five. "Oh, and wait. He still continued to stand his point. He said..."

"Hey ladies. I'm sorry to interrupt whatever you two were doing," Morgan began talking. "but we have a case in LA."

"Wait, weren't Gideon and Reid doing a seminar there." Kayla asked.

"That's right." He answered. "They were the ones to call us. Double murder at a Hollywood bungalow." He explained the case as they all walked with their go-bags.

"Hollywood, here we come." Elle announced as they boarded the elevator.

"Welcome back, princess." Morgan said with a grin on his face.

This was her first case after being shot. Hotch had insisted on her taking at least a month off to recover. She hated having nothing to do and was glad she's finally back doing her job.

The only thing that kept her from going insane those couple of weeks was Penelope, who gave her intell on their cases, Elle who told her all the gossip and Spencer's food deliveries.

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"From all the evidence that we've gathered, we believe you're looking for a Type Four Assassin." Elle informed the detective as they all sat in his office.

"Type Four?" He questioned.

"Type One's are political assassins like John Wilkes Booth. Type Two's are egocentric looking for simple recognition." Reid began explaining.

"Type Three's are psychopaths," Kayla continued. "cold bloded killers who leave far messier scenes, and Type Four, our UnSub, suffers from a major mental disorder and is frequently delusional."

"The closer we come to figuring out that delusion, the closer we'll get to finding the UnSub." Spencer continued.

"Well, what's he going to be doing until we do?" The detective asked.

"Finding other victims." Gideon answered.

"Excuse me. Hi." A man came into the room. "Is there a Detective Kim here?"

"Right here."

"You're heading the investigation into the Natalie Ryan murder?"

"Yes."

"I have a client, she's.... Is there any place we could be private?"

"We're all working this murder."

"Well... She received a note. My client did, and she freaked out. I told her not to worry about it, and..."

"Where's the note?" Derek abruptly interrupted.

The man handed him the letter, and Derek showed everyone the text "You owe me" written on a paper broadcasting Natalie's murder.

"Where's your client?" Hotch questioned.

"She's waiting in the other room."

They made their way to her and saw a blonde beautiful woman.

"Lila." She heard Spencer call. The woman looked back at him. "Hi."