𝓔𝓾𝓷𝓸𝓲𝓪

Diamond in the rough

You all piled onto the jet, waiting anxiously for Hotch to tell what the case is. You plopped yourself down onto a chair, where Hotch and Emily sat across from you. You looked outside the jet's window, Spencer's words repeating in your mind. You still couldn't understand why Spencer could've hated you that much. You weren't that annoying, were you? Did you somehow offend him? You heard something move next you to. You saw that it was Spencer, moving to sit next to you. You moved slightly away from him and continued to look out the window, ignoring Spencer's pained expression.

"Four women were found dead this week, all with the same coat and black rose in their hair." Hotch explained as he pulled out the pictures. On the women's coats were little gems that looked like diamonds. Each coat had a different design of gems. The coats were designed to look vintage, a long black coat that seemed to be from the 1920s. They were also laid on their side.

"All women seemed to been bludgeoned with a blunt object with bruises on their necks. What killed them was multiple stabs to the heart." 

"It could be an act of love. The unsub can get off with killing the victims." Spencer suggested, his eyes flicking over to you. You kept quiet.  You listened intently to their conversations but didn't say anything. 

"You've been awfully quiet over there L/n. what's your take on this?" Hotch asked. His question caught you off guard. You straightened up.

"I um well. The bruises on their necks don't look like they could be of strangulation. They look more like...um..hickies?" You said, checking the pics again. 

"Yeah...and the stabs to the heart could mean that they somehow betrayed the sub, and they're acting out of rage. But it doesn't line out with how they were placed..." You continued, your eyes focusing on the pictures of the girls. 

"What do you mean?" JJ asked. 

"They aren't thrown away...but laid down gently" You explained. 

"Like they were sleeping." Rossi continued. 

"What about the gems? They obviously aren't there for show." Emily asked. You looked carefully at the pictures. Spencer had one of them in his hands. 

"It could be some type of code...maybe morse code." Spencer said, looking at the pics. 

"No, there would be lines. It could be braille or binary" You said looking at the gems. 

"Derek? Can you call Penelope while I figure out if it's braille?" You asked. Derek looked at you and Spencer funny.

"Yeah..." Derek said as he pulled his phone out and began talking to Penelope. Avoiding everyone's glances you looked carefully at the gems, studying them. You then took a piece of paper and put them over the pictures. 

"Can I borrow a pen?" You asked. Hotch then handed you a pen, you carefully traced over the gems, not wanting to mess up the pics. You then roughly traced the dots until they bumped over on the other side of the paper. You ran your fingers over the paper, you felt Spencer's gaze, carefully watching you. 

"Thanks, Baby girl. It's not binary, Penelope checked." Derek said.

"One of the coats say "She kissed the devil. Only a beautiful soul like hers would kiss the damned"..." You said as you looked carefully again

"You know braille?" Morgan asked. 

"I-it's not that hard. My uncle is blind and deaf...so I learned braille so I can communicate with him." You said, looking at the rest of the pictures. The team then started to talk about what they were to do when the jet landed. You kept quiet, translating the braille. 

"Okay, I got the other three coats. The first one says "You are the only light in my dark world." Second says "We all want someone whose demons play well with ours" The third one is kissing the devil, the last one "If I can't have you, my love, I'll destroy you."..." You said uncomfortably. 

"Wow, we got a poet here..." Rossi said.

"Our unsub definitely sadistic and spiraling...we need to catch him and fast." Emily said. You nervously chewed your lip. Everything about this made you extremely uncomfortable. 

"Right. Prentiss, you, and Morgan will go talk to the families. JJ, Rossi, and I will go to the station and alert the media. L/n and Reid will check out the fourth crime scene" Hotch said. You looked up at him surprised but as too afraid to oppose. Spencer gave you an awkward smile, which you returned. Not wanting to bother or talk to anyone, you closed your eyes, trying to get some sleep. You began to drift to sleep, your head slipping onto Spence's shoulder. Spencer's cheeks turned light pink, secretly enjoying you being so close to him. Emily and Hotch exchanged looks, everyone tried to hide their smiles. Spencer tried to ignore them, burying his nose deeper into his book.