Hotchner and Morgan arrived back at the police department and caught up with the other team members before holding a meeting with the small police force.
"Originally we thought our unsub was between 30 – 35 but now we feel we need to revise that. We are looking for a male approximately 50 – 55 years old. He is physically fit and has knowledge of the local area. We believe he is suffering from a delusion centred around Gemma Teller – Morrow, the level of violence in the murders leads us to believe that he believes these victims have done something or would do something to harm her. He wants to prove to her that she belongs with him. That being said we know that there is no point putting a tail on her, or the Son's of Anarchy. This would only inflame their sense of pride and lead to a potentially bloody shoot out that none of us wants." Prentiss said starting their profile.
"We estimate he is around 6 feet tall and weighs around 250lbs. He would need to be physically strong to be able to subdue his victims and be able to move dead weight for a body dump. He will be somewhat attractive, and be able to blend with the local community." Spencer added.
"You are looking for a farmer or maybe a veterinarian. Tox screen came back and all 3 victims were dosed with ketamine." Garcia added via video call.
"Right keep your eyes peeled folks, we want to end this as quick as possible with no further deaths." Hotchner called out as he ended the meeting.
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"Gem you don't go anywhere without a patch." Clay said to his wife as he held his breath waiting for an argument that never came. She simply nodded agreeing to his demand. That told him more than anything else could, Gemma Teller- Morrow, the Queen of SAMCRO was petrified.
She walked over to the bar and without a word the prospect handed her a glass and a bottle of her favourite whiskey. Clay watched as she poured a shot, necked it in one and poured another.
He called Juice over and said "She's going to hate me for this, but do a background on Gem, I want to know everything, anyone she's ever spoken to, anyone she dated, anyone she turned down, this shit is personal and I will not rest until there is a bullet between that motherfuckers eyes."
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Unser knocked on the door to the office that Hotchner and his team were using and waited for them to answer him, suddenly nervous he told them what he knew about Gemma. "Gem moved here when she was 14, her Dad was a Reverend at Charming United Church. When she met John Teller she fell for him hard and her family disowned her, moved back to Oregon. I don't know much about her from before she was 14 but I damn well know whoever this asshole is I don't know him."
Morgan immediately called Garcia and had her spread her search to Gemma's hometown.
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The man continued to watch, his patience was wearing thin, he had to have her damn anyone who tried to stop him getting his prize, his woman.
He watched as she left the garage in her pretty Cadillac and grumbled at the biker that followed her out. One more person to get out of his way and then she was all his.
He started his engine and followed the bike, smirking when he saw they had all stopped at a supermarket, of all the places he did not expect it to be somewhere so easy. He pulled his van to the emergency exit and parked up, heading into the store.
He spotted her tail first, noting that the man with her was tall and had facial scars. He knew he had to be careful here, if he was spotted it was over. He watched as they moved to the back of the store conveniently next to the emergency exit, putting his plan in place he walked over to the leather clad man and brushed past him apologising as he stuck him with a syringe. The man's eyes widened as he realised what was happening but collapsed before he could warn her, his Gemma.
Gemma looked up when she heard a crash and spotted Chibs on the floor, as she was about to scream she felt a hand cover her mouth as she was dragged out of the emergency exit and out into a van where her captor tied her hands and placed a gag in her mouth.
He allowed her to get a look at him and her eyes widened as tears fell as she recognised who he was. He smiled as he got into the drivers seat and pulled away.
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Juice and Garcia found the information they needed at exactly the same time with Garcia calling the team and Juice running to Clay.
"Guys our unsub is Dr James Maddison, 50 years old and a veterinarian. Born in Portland Oregon went to school with Gemma Madock. Pulled the yearbook from the last year she went to the same school, his picture reads I will always love you Gemma Rose Madock as if that isn't creepy enough Dr Creepy moved to Charming 1 year ago and set up practice. I've just sent you all the address."
"Thanks Garcia, let's go and finish this." Hotch said as he ended the call.
"Clay I've got it, Dr James Maddison, went to school with Gem, she didn't give him the time of day but it seems as if he was obsessed with her. He's a vet and set up practice in Charming a year ago." Juice rushed out.
As they were about to leave Clay's burner rang. "Tha asshole drugged me, e's go'er he has Gem!" Chibs shouted down the line. Jax having heard the call dialled the agent who had left his card and updated them. "Asshole has my mom, we are going to get her back." he screamed and hung up not waiting for a response.
"Dammit, our unsub has Gemma." Morgan told the team. "Hold on Gemma, we got you." he said mostly to himself as he pressed the accelerator harder.
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Gemma was tied to a chair in what she knew was the vet's office, she knew him, or rather she did.
James Maddison was a weird kid, was always asking her out and every time she had turned him down. Once she left Portland she hadn't thought any more about him but now she knew the same couldn't be said for him.
He made his way to her side and softly ran a hand down her face making her cringe. She began to shake as he whispered what he thought were sweet sentiments to her. "I always knew you would be mine" "If I can't have you, no one can." she could feel the knife he had in his hand close to her back and she realised then that he meant it, he would kill her if he couldn't have her.
She prayed that Chibs had gotten hold of the boys or that them agents were as good as she thought and that she would get out of this alive.
Gemma saw headlights and thanked God that someone had figured it out, no sooner had she spotted those she heard the rumble of multiple bikes. She was panicked that her boys were in over their head and could get themselves in some serious shit using weapons in front of the damn FBI. She knew deep down that Clay wouldn't give a shit, as long as she was safe.
"FBI Dr Maddison step away from Gemma and put your hands where I can see them" a blond woman Gemma didn't know shouted as several people all in FBI vests entered the office, all holding guns and levelled in his face. Gemma bit her lip to stop her saying something stupid, she knew her mouth could get her in trouble here so fought to keep quiet.
"Dr Maddison, I know you think she's the one for you, but this is not the way to get her." the same blond spoke. "Just put the knife down and get on your knees, this doesn't have to go the way you think." she continued.
Gemma heard the commotion from outside and suddenly Clay and Jax were in the room with the agents. She felt a tear roll down her face as she met their eyes.
Dr Maddison didn't listen and made a move towards her with the knife raised. Gemma heard several shots and she was covered in a warm sticky fluid which she knew to be blood. She opened her eyes as she was pulled from the chair and into the arms of her husband "Shh baby, I got you, it's over, I got you." Clay whispered to her as she cried.
Dr Maddison had been hit by 4 separate shots and as such they had no clue who got the kill shot but right now the FBI were more concerned with making sure Gemma was OK and not the fact that both Jax and Clay were carrying.
The blond introduced herself to Gemma as JJ and once she was sure Gemma was OK she left with the rest of her team.
For the first time ever Gemma had to admit she was grateful for the FBI, particularly the BAU who chose to overlook the crime her husband and son had committed saying it's over and she was safe and that was all they wanted.
