I used google translate for the prophecy. If I got anything wrong feel free to comment.

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Percy walked into the apartment, ignoring the bloodstained carpet and walls. She walked into her room, trying to find the friend she had made. When she saw it wasn't there, she picked up the whistle she had made from the dresser and blew into it. The bird immediately flew through the window and onto her arm. It was probably just on a fly. It did that sometimes when she was away so that it wouldn't rust.

She put the bird back on its perch and walked back out into the living area. "Ο χαμένος ήρωας έχει βρεθεί, επειδή είναι φημισμένος. Θα σκοτωθεί, αν και είναι εξειδικευμένη. Το όνομά της είναι αυτό της ίδιας της θεάς, η προφητεία να λέγεται από τον αρχαίο Δελφ" she read quietly, translating it in her head.

"You know what it says?" Morgan asked.

"Maybe. Why should I translate it?" She smirked, but the usual playfulness of a smirk was missing.

"Because if you don't, you are withholding evidence." He flared at her.

"Fine, fine. It says 'fuck off, I don't have to tell you anything.'"

"Alright, that's it, we're going back to the station." He grabbed her arm, and dragged her out of the apartment.

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He was just sitting at a desk as she was brought in. Her blue hair caught everyone's attention. He looked away quickly. He couldn't face her. Not yet anyway. It was too soon. Maybe after everyone else tried to interrogate her and they finally called on him for help, he would be ready. Maybe. Spencer knew she wouldn't tell them anything. Even if it made her look guilty. She was to stubborn. It was just part of her charm.

In the interrogation room, it was going just as Spencer had assumed. "How did you find their bodies?" Elle asked. Morgan had already given up on trying, and if Elle gave up only Gideon and Hotch were left.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because right now you look like a prime suspect." Elle stated, smirking.

"You think I killed them. My own family? I'm not one of your deranged psychos who kills for fun. I don't just go out and kill people to kill people. Especially not my own family. Did you even know my mother was pregnant. Her name was going to be Estelle. I would never hurt them. Especially not after Gabe." She mumbled the last part.

"We got a suspect Elle. You can get out of there now." Gideon said through the comm she had in.

"Who's Gabe?"

"You realize I know I don't have to answer any of your questions, right? She was the one smirking now, but the amusement that would have been there was missing. She was joking to cover up the pain she felt, and they could all tell.