"Viper"
Chapter Five: All I Wanted Was You
04x09: 52 Pickup

*Trigger warning*

ATLANTA, GEORGIA

There's a nightclub packed with people, women wear cocktail dresses, and men wear fedoras and dress shirts. Techno music fills the club while people mingle, and strobe lights and sweat are the two main things in this place.

Two blonde women are leaning against the bar, one wearing a black dress and the other wearing a brown one.

"I feel stupid." She whines watching the club's atmosphere people are dancing wildly, their drunken state taking over.

" You look amazing. Drink." they both down their tequila shots quickly grimacing at the bitter taste. Hours roll by and the woman still hadn't had any luck with a man.

" I'm going home." the blonde in the black dress complains. The two are now at a table drinking martinis

" No. Come on. It's just an off night. At any moment, Mr. Right is going to walk through that...Oh, my..." the blonde assures her friend a cute guy is standing behind her.

" Is he cute?"

" Better." The hot stranger approaches the pair of women whispering into her ear and she offers the man a drink.

"Have a drink."

//

The B.A.U teams sit in their conference, watching as agent Todd debriefs them on the current case. Agent Todd was JJ's replacement who was getting bigger and bigger by the second she took maternity leave already and Eden truly missed her. She didn't like Agent Todd as much and maybe it was because she was overly confident or deep down it was because Eden was jealous of how much Derek and Jordan flirted.

"Vanessa Holden, age 25. Last Friday night, she was clubbing with her sister. A stranger, a white male, roughly her age, picked her up. They left the club at 1 A. M, and went back to her place. He forced her on her hands and knees. And then he cut her open just below the stomach."

"Whoa" Derek comments

"Yeah. Pretty rough."

" The gutting causes the intestines to spill out. You can survive for a few hours, actually even days." Reid babbles.

" Postmortem indicates that he slit her throat at 5 A. M." Todd continues.

" So he disemboweled her but didn't kill her for 4 hours." Eden ponders

"He could be a sexual sadist."

"Yeah, I thought so, too, but I found two priors from a year ago-- Prostitutes, actually, in motel rooms," Todd explains clicking through the images on the screen.

"Ok. So keep running with it. Why do you think this is the same as unsub?"

Jordan turns to the screen again severally focused. " In Vanessa Holden's apartment, the following was discovered-- bleach, ammonia, trash bags-- all in a triangular pattern. One year ago, motel rooms-- bleach, ammonia, trash bags-- Also in a triangular pattern."

" He's cleaning up."

"Might be trying to hide his tracks. Could be a sign of remorse." Rossi fretts, tapping his pen against the table.

" Apologizing for the murder by minimizing the mess,"

" But there's one other commonality between both sets of murders. Bleach and ammonia were found under the victim's fingernails." Todd explains showing them more images

"He's making them clean up their murder. It's the same unsub."

Author Harlan Ellison wrote "the minute people fall in love, they become liars. "

"So if the unsub changed the victimology, does that make him organized or disorganized?" Prentiss asks.

"Well, the prostitutes point one way, the club goes another."

"The triangular arrangement of the cleaning supplies is interesting," Reid murmured tilting his head to the side to look at the photo.

" Obsessive-compulsive?"

" Might have been institutionalized," Derek suggests as everyone else nods.

" We're missing the forest for the trees here," Rossi stated

"This guy started with prostitutes-- a high-risk victimology. Took a year off, came back, killed a socialite."

"No forced entry, no coercion of any kind," Todd notes as everyone keeps suggesting things.

" Exactly. So how does our unsub go from the loser of the year to Don Juan?"

"As byron interpreted him, Don Juan was an ironic reversal of Sex roles. And when-- th--that's about it." Spencer babbles, noticing everyone's looks, and he stops talking. not wanting to get into sex talk.

"Swanky" Eden teases as Spencer blushes.

"Something must have happened between the last prostitute and Vanessa Holden making him change his victimology."

" Could the unsub have known Vanessa?" Jordan asked curiously.

" It's unlikely. sexual sadists attack anonymously. They have to sever a personal connection and see their victims as objects to perpetrate this level of torture." Eden answers as she nods.

" We have to build two profiles, then-- One for the unsub who killed prostitutes, one for the unsub who goes to clubs," Prentiss suggested.

" We've never done that before."

" Prentiss is right. The victimology is so different, we'll treat them as separate unsubs and see what overlaps. Reid, work up a geographic profile and focus on the location of the murders. Prentiss and Rossi, concentrate on prostitutes. Jordan, Morgan, Eden, and I will go deal with Vanessa Holden."

//

The group arrives at the police station and a few of the officers appointed them in the direction of a room with all the case photos and evidence laying out on a board. A red-haired woman stood off the corner files spilling chaotically from her hands.

"Detective Harding? Agent Jordan Todd." Jordan greets the woman with a handshake before introducing everyone else.

"Thank you for coming."

"This is Ssa's Hotchner, Morgan, Dr. Reid. and Dr. Hunters."

" How are you doing? How are you? Hey," she says, shaking all of their hands minus Reid who stood behind Eden not wanting to be rude.

"Is there a DNA match between the unsub and the prostitutes? We could run through vicap just in case." Reid probes

" Um, there's no DNA at all. No prints, no fibers. Just like Vanessa, everything gets cleaned up."

" Pretty effective forensic countermeasure." Derek comments

"What about witnesses? Somebody must have seen something."

"Oh, yeah. Lots of people." She fretts

"So you have a sketch," Eden asked as she pulls out a paper from one of the files.

" It's a little vague," Reid comments

"That's because of this guy's other countermeasure. Take a look." She says turning on a video which was a bit grainy but you could tell where Vaness and Ashley were. They see a guy with shoulder-length hair approaches the two women, wearing a fedora.

"So this guy right here, that's our killer." The detective points to the guy on the screen

" It looks like a fedora," Jordan announced what they all could see.

" So he's drawing attention to his face while simultaneously obscuring it."

" It's called peacocking-- The adornment of some sort of flashy effect to sort of try to distract witnesses." Reid babbles

" So none of your witness statements agree?"

"He had a mole, "he didn't have a mole." He had a gap between his teeth, no, his teeth were perfect."

"Detective, we're gonna have to have a sit-down with Ashley Holden. She got the best look at the unsub." Jordan told her as the detective shakes her head.

"Well, I wish I could make that happen, but unfortunately, The family has decided to stop cooperating."

" Why is that?" Eden fretted arms unfolding from in front of her chest.

" They won't say. Yesterday the mother would move heaven and earth to help find her daughter's killer. Today, no, thanks."

" I'll take care of this," Jordan says leaving the room.

The group drove to the Holden Estate leaving Reid at the station, Morgan sat in the back with Eden. Ever since his coffee debacle with Jordan, the two have been at each other's throats. He feels the need to save her and she feels the need to prove how good she is. Eden suggested they both sleep together so that the tension in the room could ease up. Garcia joked and said the only tension in the room is the sexual tension between Derek and Eden, which Eden didn't find true, yeah sure ever since they shared a bed things have been different. He's a lot more flirty and doesn't talk to her about his endless hookups anymore. He is overprotective, but he always has been. He always wants to be partnered up with her on cases and insists that he shares a room with either Reid or Eden because they don't snore. When she is around him, she tends to lose track of time. Her chest starts hurting and her confident demeanor fades.

Eden basically, turns into a babbling Spencer Reid when the man looks in her direction. Eden had recently been told by my therapist that she had cyclothymic disorder, which is a very mild form of bipolar disorder. Which explained a lot, her mothers on Meredith's Side had Alzheimer's and Thatcher was a drunk, after her mom passed, she and her sister Lexie had to peel him off the floor one too many times. Her mom was the nicest woman you could have ever met, but then she died from a procedure that was supposed to help her with this longer-than-usual case of Hiccups. She never told her she was bipolar, it didn't make sense, but as she looks back on things there were times she would be on top of the world happy as can be and then there were her low times when everything seemed impossible.

When Eden moved here she changed her last name. Not because she didn't want to be a Grey but because everyone in her family is dead and she didn't want to be constantly reminded of that When someone says her name. It took her a while to want to get the help, she needed to figure it out on her own, and now that she has a perfectly scheduled routine things are great. She only told Hotch about this cause he's her boss but other than that, it's her secret, she was not a perfect person but she tries to be and that is okay she's accepted that.

Mrs. Holden walked up to them in the foyer, she cleared her throat to draw their attention to her and pushed her glasses up further onto the brim of her nose.

"Good afternoon. I'm sorry you came out here. It's a waste of time Ashley knows absolutely nothing. And we want to get this behind us as soon as possible."

" Mrs. Holden, we can't begin to fathom the loss you've suffered." Jordan cautioned hands behind her back.

" That's right. You can't."

" But, um... I lost my older sister in a car crash. And it was really hard on our family because she was the responsible one. She was the one that my mother always counted on to watch over us. And when she died, my mother wouldn't let the police in. If she didn't let them in, then my sister wasn't dead. This man is a monster, and we can catch him. But we need your daughter's help." Jordan grieved as Mrs. Holden pauses before snapping her head in our direction

" If you accuse her of anything..."

"- Ma'am–"

"I will be on the phone so fast..."

"Ma'am, ma'am, we won't," Derek assures her as she nods. "All right. Follow me." Mrs. Holden walks off as Jordan follows Hotch, Derek, and Eden stayed back a bit.

" Did you know that about Jordan?" Derek whispers to Hotch

" No, and neither did she. According to her file, she's an only child." Hotch informs the two as Derek raises his eyebrows a little taken aback by the new information.

They walked into Ashley's room and Eden sat down on the couch next to her, while Morgan and Hotch sat across from them. Eden didn't know where Jordan went.

" Vanessa's boyfriend just broke up with her, so I took her out to, you know..."

"To have a good time. There's nothing wrong with that." Morgan finished leaning his elbows on his knees, Hotch was doing the same next to him, and Eden held back a smile, seeing the two men mimic each other's moves without knowing.

" Were you approached by anyone?" Hotch asked as Ashley shrugged.

" Guys."

"Can you describe any of them for us?" Derek cautions as she shrugs, rolling her eyes and fiddling with her hands. Eden places a hand on top of hers.

"Ashely, we are only here to help" Eden assure her as she looks between the three agents before sniffling and fiddling with her hands again

" Ordinary. Look, Vanessa wasn't even in the mood."

" So if she wasn't in the mood, if she left with this guy, Then there must have been something about him, something unique," Hotch says

" We saw a picture of him on surveillance, and we know that he was dressed like a rocker. So he was pretty flashy, right? What was the first thing you noticed about him?" Derek asked as she thought for a bit.

She scoffs, "His attitude."

" What about it? Cocky? Confident? Or did he play it more the broody type?"

"He was like-- he was hitting on us, but he was, like, making a joke out of it at the same time. You know, even his eyes were different colors." She explains as Eden sends her a reassuring nod.

"So this guy wanted to be noticed."

"Yeah. That's why you go to a club, right? And then he had these games. Like, he would bet us drinks that we couldn't get his number. Or this other one." She explains how he made Ashely take a photo with his camera of him and Vanessa and then he takes the camera from her to make sure she took the photo correctly and he says that the camera does add ten pounds, before showing them a photo of a heavier woman that wasn't Vannessa at all.

" She didn't even want to go out that night. I had to drag her to the club. The last thing she said to me before I left her alone with that guy was, "I had the best time tonight." The best time." she sobs as Eden tries her best to soothe her. After a few minutes, they thank her for her time and leave seeing Jordan outside. They began walking to the car as Hotch talked with Jordan. Eden walked back to the car and stood by the door waiting. she did not want to see this poor woman get yelled at by Hotch, it is not fun and made her sad. She could still hear the convo but tuned it out. Hotch got into the car and Eden climbed into the back seat as Jordan climbed in with her not wanting to be near Hotch.

//

They arrived at the department again meeting up with the rest of the team who was sitting at an unoccupied desk. Reid went to get coffee and asked anyone else if they wanted any, he made some for Morgan and Eden handing it to us while he babbled about his findings

"The unsub killed the prostitutes in separate pay-by-the-hour motels in Fulton county, Right there in one of the poorer neighborhoods in the area. Now, Vanessa Holden's apartment was in the Peachtree district, where there's a lot of big money. Based on the geography, he isn't just changing his victimology, he's changed his whole tax bracket." he points to the map on the board behind us.

"The high profile of Vanessa Holden bears that out. By killing her, he was climbing the social ladder." Derek says

"If that's the case, this unsub had a long way to climb. Both prostitutes are advertised here. Look at their pictures." Rossi leers, pulling out a newspaper and placing it down on the desk.

" Subservient positioning, asking to be dominated."

"Promising to come to you? That cuts out the social interaction of meeting on a street corner." Emily speaks up from behind Dave as Eden nods sipping her coffee.

" That's a long way from a self-assured unsub who hits the clubs."

" Except he took a year off between the murders. Maybe he took that time to change himself." Hotch probes

"That's impossible." Derek shrugs.

" Why?"

" Well, I mean, you're talking about a total transformation here. I mean how you talk, I mean how you dress, how you think about yourself." Derek begins listing off

" Difficult maybe. Not impossible."

" He already started killing. There must have been a secondary trigger that motivated him to change who he was. So if you're gonna transform yourself, how would you do it?" Rossi quips

"A steady diet of self-help books. Start hitting the gym?"

"You have to learn how to read people. I mean, what is a pick-up? It's just a profile." Reid comments

"Decoding cues of interest and recoding similar ones."

" If you're too obvious, you turn off your target. If you're oblivious, your target moves on to a better profiler." Eden speaks up from next to Hotch.

" That doesn't sound like something he could do on his own."

" No. He'd have to go somewhere to learn it." Emily adds as they keep bouncing around ideas.

"Yeah. A self-help class maybe?"

" Uh, wait a minute. Come on. An unsub who kills prostitutes. Is he thinking about signing up for a tony robbins seminar?"

" He would if he found a class in the same place he found the prostitutes," Rossi suggests as he points to an ad in the newspaper that read. LEARN HOW TO PICK UP CHICKS

//

They got a call about another murder and went to the crime scene. Eden was in the house with Emily looking down at Rossi, Reid, and Morgan, in the middle of them was a pool of blood that stained that small patch of the sidewalk they looked up at Prentiss and Eden. They stepped back over the broken shards of glass from the sliding glass balcony door.

"So why did he pull out the cleaning supplies and then not use them?" Hotch asked, arms folded over his chest.

"In all the other scenes, the bottles were arranged in a precise order. Here they're just part of the mess." Emily explains pointing at the cleaning products.

" Maybe she fought back. And when Becky went over the railing, his routine had been compromised because he knew the police would respond."

" Or she could have jumped. Her nervous system was pumping adrenaline. Her fight or flight response kicks in." Eden says.

" He struck two Fridays in a row, and if his routine's been interrupted, It might compel him to strike again."

" It's Saturday. The clubs will be packed tonight."

" Take a look at the classes the unsub might have taken. We need to generate a suspect pool as soon as possible."

"Ok," Emily says as Hotch nods for Eden to go with her.

Prentiss and Eden did some digging and found some possible options.

"Hotch." They approach their boss he turns off the news report that featured Jordan showing off a sketch.

" What did you find out?"

"Of the 20 self-described pickup artist classes in the area, There's only one guy who encourages his students to dress like, uh, space cowboys. Are you ready to meet viper?" She says holding a newspaper with a smile. Hotch takes it and smiles a bit too. This guy couldn't be serious. Of course, they had to go and talk with him and of course, Morgan was tagging along with them.

"Men are put on this earth to hunt women. And even though women deny it, they want to be hunted. They need it. It's part of our biological imperative as animals. And the competition the opposite sex puts you through-- Pitting you against other guys, against your friends even, It's all to reassure themselves that they have brought home the best possible mate. It's just like you. They want someone who's gonna make their eyeballs roll back in their head. My job is to help you slash past every defense, every excuse, every, "why don't you meet my friend" trick that they're gonna throw at you. You may not have ripped abs or afford table service, but if you're smarter and... More interesting, then you will be a better predator because this is the jungle, my friends. And your prey wants to be caught." Viper preaches in front of a way to an eager group of men. They watched some more from afar before Morgan spoke up from next to Eden.

"Will you listen to that language? He's training serial killers." He says

" Great. We're dealing with a rampant narcissist and misogynist who's turned himself into a snake oil salesman." Emily comments as Eden groans not wanting to deal with this guy.

"That's one more thing he has in common with our unsub," Hotch notes as they watch the class ends. Men filing out of the room with notebooks

" So you think this-- what did you call him-- unsub took my class," Viper asks

"He copied your "the camera adds 10 pounds" routine verbatim."

" Yeah. That's a good gag." He laughs to himself proudly. That only irks Eden more

" If you could just give us your attendance lists, it might help us find him," Eden speaks up feeling him eyeing her like the last piece of meat at the family barbeque Emily of course had to use the bathroom suddenly.

" No."

"No?" she asked sternly.

" My clients expect a certain amount of confidentiality. I won't compromise that."

" We can come back with a warrant," Hotch explains as Viper doesn't take his eyes off, Eden.

"Be my guest. But keep in mind, the money I make doesn't just pay for my fabulous lifestyle, It also keeps some very expensive lawyers on retainer." He murmurs seductively as Eden feels sick to her stomach.

"What club did you go to last night?" Eden speaks again as he smirks this time eyeing her up and down. Morgan steps a little closer to her as she eyes Viper back only not the way he was looking at her.

" It's a legitimate question. You seem to know a lot about our investigation." Morgan says from next to Eden Viper still didn't take his eyes off her. They were having a staring match at this point.

He finally snaps his head over in Morgan's direction "Two things to learn about me-- First I outwit alpha males like you for fun and sometimes profit. How often do you have to rely on your badge to score, Baldy?"He then turns back to Her. "Second, last night, I was at club aqua, And I have a stack of tax-deductible drink receipts to back up my story. Now, you might not want to believe that my style works. And here in this harsh light, you have the advantage. But meet me on my turf... Oh, the things I could make you do." Eden scoffs and chuckles a little at his words as Hotch clears his throat.

"If you, um, have any questions, give us a call," he says handing Viper his card. As Hotch and Eden walk off Emily appears next to Hotch Eden rolls her eyes at her.

"What did you fall in?" Eden joked as Emily just laughed. "Please tell me we are not giving up on that guy," Eden mumbled to Hotch. Little did she know that Morgan was sizing Viper up behind them before joining the group again.

"We're just getting started."

The group heads back to the station to give the profile.

"Our unsub is a confident alpha male. He is white. He's between the ages of 25 and 30. He's in excellent physical shape to overpower women and also to feed his self-image." Emily starts off

" He has an obsession with cleaning. He probably works in some service industry, wiping up after others, Convinced everyone looks down on him. His change in himself and his victimology reflect that. This is the kind of guy who wants to stand out in a crowd. He's taken a class on how to pick up women. Morgan says next to me from the back of the room "So he'll repeat a series of well-rehearsed lines and mind games."

" He may be uneducated, but he's by no means stupid. Taking this class has given him the ability to read verbal cues and body language." Eden explains.

" One classic routine the viper promotes is called the push-pull. He'll insert himself between two women and immediately after complimenting one, He'll deliver a subtle insult, then pay attention to the other. Those are nice earrings. I like those." Reid turns to Jordan and smiles at her pointing to her earrings.

" Thanks." She beams rubbing her earring

" My grandmother wears a lot of fake jewelry also. It looks nice. Ignoring one man puts her in direct competition with her friend And causes the other to pursue her more aggressively. I was just demonstrating. So I'm sorry." Reid continues as everyone in the room scoffs and chuckles; he mumbles a few more sorry's as Eden smiles at his innocent nature.

"Well, we've mapped the hot spots he hits. And he frequents the same clubs that the viper does, So we need eyes and ears in every single one."

"Circulate the sketch as widely as possible. We'll need everyone to be aware that there's a killer out there." Hotch says as the police officers and Detectives get up and leave. "Thank you very much." they huddled back up together.

"I think I might just stay home and man the tip line tonight. Clubs aren't my thing."

" Not a chance, kid. I need a wingman. Come on, now." Derek encourages Spence who just sighs not wanting to go.

"There is another angle we need to pursue. We still don't know what made the unsub change his victimology, What made him stop killing prostitutes and move into the clubs. The answer might be something in Viper's class, But to figure that out, we need to profile the teacher."

" You need to bait him, then, with someone, he sees as a challenge," Morgan says as I fiddle with my watch

" We need to study his style up close and personal. It's gonna take someone that he's already attracted to." Reid explains as everyone looks at Eden. She looked between everyone kissing her teeth.

"Oh, this is gonna suck," Eden whined, she grabbed two short red dresses from her go bag, and packed a few fancy dresses just in case. she was about to get dressed when there was a knock on the locker room door.

" Cherry?" Derek says

"Come in, Hey I'll be done in 10 minutes."

"Are you okay with doing this?" He asks and she nods reassuringly.

"Yeah I'll be fine, sadly I've dated people worse than Viper '' She says as he steps closer to her...

"Listen, if you feel uneasy just say the word" He informs me as She chuckles and shakes her head at him.

"I can handle Viper, Can you just make sure that Hotch lets Emily, and Jordan tag along so I don't murder Viper? '' she teases as he shakes his head at her with a sly smirk. She finishes putting on her earrings and looks over, at the man.

"You can leave now, I'm about to get naked." She teases a smirk playing on her lips. He smirks back, eyeing her up and down. "I'll see you at the club" and with that, she shoos him out of the room and he leaves as Emily and Jordan come into the room to get ready with her.

They made a bet to see how many numbers Morgan would get tonight. Emily decided to wear Eden's other dress and even helped her fluff her breast out. After a few more minutes they were off to the club, she told the girls to stay at a different table until she called them over and Eden just watched Viper from a nearby table. Twirling her straw around seductively he approached her with that stupid smirk on his face.

"This is a nice surprise."

" Well, the Atlanta P.D. And the FBI are combing all the bars you go to. And it looks like I pulled the short straw," she smirks sipping her drink, she places it down on the table before flipping her hair.

" Lucky me, then." He flirts

"So... Why do you do it? Why do you teach guys how to be somebody they're not?"

" Because it's a game, one I'm good at. And I want to help other guys get good at it, too."

" So... Affection, sex, emotional commitment. That's all just for fun, huh?" she ask fluffing her hair and acting drunk

" No. The fun is in the initial spark. It's that thing a guy does in the first 5 seconds that make you go... Him. What you're talking about is a different beast. You can't fake it. You have to want it. Now, why are you here?" He asks to get closer to her face. She twirled her straw with her fingers and Prentiss and Jordan came over. He stopped in his tracks, eyeing them.

" Is, um, this the guy you were telling me about?" Jordan asks as Emily nods.

"Viper, meet SSA's Jordan Todd and Emily Prentiss from the B. A. U. Jordan, Emily this is viper-- god's gift to women."

"Wow, God sure has a sense of humor," Jordan says as Eden laughs.

"You brought a friend."

Eden tilts her head playfully, smirking again. "I bought two, look you promised if I met you on your turf, you'd show me something special. So let's see it."

"Yeah, Viper, who gets pushed and who gets pulled tonight?" Jordan says seductively.

They all eye him up and down and Eden can see a guy from the corner of her eye watching us. His eyes raked over her body. Emily was right, she did look damn hot in this dress. They watched as Viper tried to do many tricks on them, while Eden ordered tequila shots. She sucked back on the lime, her face puckering as Prentiss laughed saying that was her sex face. Viper currently was looking into her eyes

"You see, eye contact is a very powerful gauge. It's why you tend to look away from someone you're attracted to Because you know instinctively what a dead giveaway it is. But your brain goes there anyway. Images, fantasies."

"Don't flatter yourself." Eden laughs.

"The eyes don't lie. They dilate. It's a chemical response. We can't control it."

" Ok, 15 seconds," Emily says checking her eyes

" What do you see?" Eden asked, looking at her.

" Nope. No change. No dilation."

" I guess chemically we're not a match." she fakes a whine.

"Only because you have someone else on your mind. Once that happens, the attraction center in the brain shuts down. Your turn." he says, turning to Emily.

"No."

Viper laughs. "Are you scared I might be right? Yeah?"

" No, Paul, I'm baffled. I cannot figure out what the unsub could have learned from you."

" What do you mean? He took my look, my words, everything that makes me successful to the opposite sex"

"Really? Because that guy can get beautiful women into his apartment. I wouldn't let you on my Facebook page." Jordan comments

"Oh, you're on Facebook?" Eden asked as she nods happily

" Yeah. You should friend me."

" I will." Eden nods.

" I gave him the routines that made him what he is."

" It must all be in the salesmanship then." Emily teases as Eden high-fives her. They watch as Viper grows mad.

"'cause we've been watching all the women in the club. And not one of them has looked at you. So who do you go home with, Paul? Or--or do you go home alone?" Eden provokes getting close to his face

" That was really good, ladies. That was good. Don't you think I know why you're here? One of my students copies my moves, and you're here to get inside my mind. Don't you see? I confronted my queen bee a long time ago."

"What's a queen bee?" Emily asks.

" You are. And so is every other confident girl in here who's loud when she's drunk." He snips

" The social butterfly, the alpha female," Eden explained as he kept talking

"Every student who's ever taken my class has had one in his life. And the first exercise my students have to complete is to confront their queen bee. It could be the girl who cheated on you or the prom date who stood you up. But you find them and squash them." He speaks as they all look at each other, they grab their drinks and leave Emily decided to Call Hotch.

"Our unsub knew Vanessa Holden."

" How do you know?"

" It's Viper's first confidence-building exercise. Find the source of your first rejection and make her pay for it."Eden speaks up.

" That's why he stopped seeing prostitutes. He took viper's class and decided to confront Vanessa Holden."

" It makes sense with what he said to Vanessa that night. Don't you know who I am? Look closer. He meant it literally." Hotch says hanging up. The trio was walking to Emily's car. It was cold and Eden was slightly drunk but not enough for it to be a problem. They went back to the police department to get changed back into their work clothes.

"When you asked him if he practices his routine on a sex doll, I almost lost it." Jordan laughs as does Emily.

" You know, as much as I hate what that guy stands for, I still read "five ways to get noticed" in "cosmo" magazine," Eden says as she nods

" Because it makes sense. Emily, Eden, thanks for doing this."

" Absolutely," Emily says as they smile at each other.

" I need you three out here. The unsub kidnapped another victim." Hotch says from outside the door. They rejoin the group minus Reid and Morgan who were still at the club and talk with Garcia so that she could find the unsub. After Garcia found the unsub's address they arrived right on time saving the bartender from the unsub. It turns out his mother was on dialysis

P.j.O'rourke wrote, Cleanliness becomes more important when godliness is unlikely.

Eden sat in her bathtub and looked at the wall in front of her. She was alone and her house was quiet. She sipped from the tequila bottle and played with the bubbles making a beard out of them. Her mind was going a mile a minute, she needed to do something to get her mind to relax. So she walked, she let her feet carry her wherever they wanted to go and soon she found herself on his doorstep in the pouring rain. He answered the door and she stood there for a second, their eyes meeting each other for a long while.

"Cherry? You alright?" He asks as she stares downs at his lips and then back at him. She stepped closer to him, her breath fanning his face. He cups her face with one hand, his lips tasted like cocoa butter and home and she didn't want it to end. She kissed Derek Morgan and he kissed her back,

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