I got my belongings into my bag as Morgan was going to pick me up to go to work. I went to get my gun and i felt two strong arms wrapped around my waist.

"Someones handsy this morning." I giggled, leaning my head back onto Lukes shoulder.

"You're just so irresistible." He kisses my cheek. "You're just so tempting. So beautiful." I turned to him.

"Alright lover boy." I patted his chest. A car pulled up in the driveway. Derek. "Would you like to finally meet Derek?"

"I mean they way you talk about him, i might have to." He jokes. I grabbed my bag and we headed outside.

"Hey Morgan." I hugged him as he got out of the car. "Derek, this is Luke, Luke, this is Derek." I introduced them. They shook hands.

"So you're the secret boyfriend everyone is talking about."

"You must be the one you calls my girlfriend princess." They laughed. "Its great to meet you. Hazel talks about you a lot."

"Really?" Derek laughs, turning to me.

"Yeah, thanks for bringing her in one piece."

"Its my job to look out for the tiny ones." I punched Dereks arm.

"5'6 isnt tiny." I playfully rolled my eyes.

"It is, but yeah, no worries. Hazels a pretty good agent." The two started laughing, becoming friends.

"Look at this, my boys." I pinched their cheeks. "Okay amor, hay mi voy." I kissed Luke.

"Take care of her." He looks at Morgan.

"Always do." They both smiled and the two of us got into the car, and drove away. "He seems nice."

"He is."

"Treats you well?"

"Oh Morgan." We both laughed. We chatted about some funny stories about Highschool and college. "I got invited to this frat party and-"

"We got a case." Hotch said as we stepped into the office. Both of us looked at each other.

"Lets go princess." We walked in, dropping our stuff on our desks and headed to the conference room. We were greeted with everyone on the team and three others. I looked at the case, a russian immigrant was kidnapped and held for ransom. We have until noon to crack this case. They unwrapped a paper that had a cut finger. The older woman started to speak russian.

"Where are you taking that?" The woman said as she stood up.

"We need to process it." The woman cries, pointing at the finger, Emilys moms, comes to her, holding her. I can sense the tension between the two. Hotch sent Morgan, Gideon, Reid, and I, including the girl, Natalya to the jet, heading to Baltimore. I sat in the back with the girl, helping her calm down. I mean, its her father that we're talking about. I looked at her, she stared at the window. She wasn't scared. I would be if my father was taken and sent a finger to my doorstep. Something wasn't adding up.

We landed and headed out to the home. Natalya let me and Derek into to home, leaving Gideon and Reid outside talking with Crammer.

"May I go upstairs?" I asked. She nods, going with Derek into the living room. I walked up the stairs, examining every room. It wasnt much, nothing but just a beds and dressers. Everything was plain, no photo frames, no posters, no little knickknacks, nothing. "Got anything?" I asked Morgan as I came downstairs.

"Her brothers died when their 6 and 4." I looked at her bag on the table. "You?" Derek whispers to me as Natalya walked past the living room.

"Yeah, i-"

"You!" Natalya yells, running out of the house.

"Natalya!" Derek and I ran after her.

"Wheres my father?!" She charges at an older man, Derek grabs her.

"Wait a minute! Do you know he has your father?"

"He's responsible for all this, why everyone's afraid, him and his animals!" She continues to yell at the man, who was held back by Crammer.

"Im only here to help." He tells her calmly.

"Help? You're a dog!" Gideon and him started to talk about hows hes here to help. Natalya scuffs from his 'lies'. He walks up to her, speaking in russian. After their argument, he leaves with his men.

"What did he say? Did he threaten you?" I asked her.

"Natalya, talk to us and we can do something about it. What did he say?" She looks at us.

"He said I made the wrong decision. I hope I didn't." She walks back into the house.

"Go talk to her." Gideon tells me. "I think she'll say something to you." I looked at Derek, he nods.

"Natalya!" I called her out, walking in. "Natalya." I saw her come into the living room, sighing. "You okay?"

"In two hours, if we dont send someone money we dont have, my father will be mutilated again, so, no, im not really okay." She paces around the room.

"We're working on it. Trust us." I stepped up.

"You're working on it?" She repeats. "You're standing right here with me. The rest of you are standing in front of the house doing nothing. What exactly are you doing to help get my father?"

"We collect details. There are things that people may not even pay attention too, but they help us, profilers, who we're looking for." She didnt budge. "Okay." I walked around. "I look around the house. I see no family photos after your brothers died, no pictures of you, none, after that day. You had to graduate middle school or high school, here, right?" I turned around, showing her. "Theres nothing to show it off, anywhere. You dont have a family room, so this should be the center of your home, but look at your furniture yeah they might be old antiques, but they look like when my grandma puts on plastic over the sofa so it wont get damaged. There new. Nobody sits there. It looks like it hasn't been used. You have two chairs in the kitchen, but theres three of you. You guys dont eat together." I walked up to her. She wasn't liking this one bit. "Your shoes, they look like prada, but they're knockoffs. Your bag, a fake designer. Im not here to judge you, or your family, but you are trying to look like this rich family, when really, you're not. That tells me that you don't have money, and you're too ashamed to let anyone know."

"Why do you need to know about this?" She sighs.

"Its called victimology. Its very important. We need to know why these people chose your family to victimize."

—

The three of us stayed at the house as Reid and Gideon went to the station with Crammer. Staying put if anything comes up. We sat in the living room.

"Are you both hungry? I can make something." She walks in.

"Oh, no. No. Thanks. I'm fine."

"Thanks for asking, but im okay." I smiled, outting down the books.

"I guess I'm like my mother. When she's upset, she cooks."

"Heh. Really? Yeah, mine does, too. I think that's just a, uh, mom thing." Derek chuckled.

"Oh it is." I laughed.

"Wheres  your mothers?" She asked us.

"Chicago." We both said.

"That's where we're from."

"I'm from Dolgoprudniy, just north of Moscow." There was a knock on the door. Natalya jumps.

"You expecting someone?"

"No." Morgan and I stood up, walked to the door. We opened the blinds and saw a little boy. "It's uri. Lives down the street."

"Go ahead." We stepped aside for her to open the door.

"A man said to give this to you." He hands Natayla a box.

"What?" He spoke russian. She opens the box and there was an ear inside. She screams.

"Get in the house. Get in the house." I pulled the boy in, while Derek ran out, looking for than accused man. Nothing. Derek went backside and called Gideon. I tried to calm Natalya down but she ran into the bathroom. "Make sure the kid gets home." I took the kid out, walking him home. His mom answered the door and I asked her questions.

"Have you seen anything unusual? Did you see a man give your son a box?"

"No. Im sorry." She takes him in and shuts the door.

"Great." I huffed. I shoved my hands into my suit pants and made my back to the house. Something is wrong, nobody wants to talk. They didn't wait until noon, they raised the ransom to half a million, and now we have until one o'clock. A car almost hit me, making me jump the curb.

"Damn it!" I saw Morgan outside.

"What the hell happened?!" I walked up to him.

"Natalya escaped." We looked at the car that almost hit me driving away. My phone rang minutes later. "Reid."

"Shes here, at the restaurant." We hung up.

"The restaurant." We ran to the car and sped our way to the place. I watched Natalya run into a car with the man earlier who she nearly fought with.

"Natalya! Natalya, wait a minute! Natalya!" Derek yells at her and the car drove off. Gideon and Reid came up to us. "What are we doin'? We're just gonna let her go with him?"

"What choice do we have, man?"

"Oh, so what? What, we get on a plane, we go home and pretend none of this happened?"

"We have a victim who claims the crime never occurred."

"No. We have a daughter of a victim who claims the crime never occurred."

"Well, if she says that she talks to him and he's ok, then what proof do we have it even happened?"

"The body parts."

"Where's the ear?"

"Natalya's got it." I looked away. Derek calls JJ, telling her to look into the cooler where they had the finger in. "The fingers gone too." We all shook out heads. Whats happening? Derek and I went back to house. We charged in with our guns up, scanning the rooms. "Natalya. Natalya!" She wasn't home. I ran outside where Gideon and Reid were coming.

"She's not here, and the garbage was never taken out."

"What?"

"When hotch first talked to her, he said she noticed her father's car in the driveway when she took the garbage out."

"Right."

"Garbage can in the kitchen is completely full. She never took it out."

"She lied."

"She could halfway to dogo-wherever by now." I massaged my forehead.

"Dolgoprudniy?"

"Yeah. It's the town she's from in russia." I told Reid who corrected me.

"Isn't that where lysowsky's from?" Oh how lovely. What a coincidence.

"So we have a daughter who lied about how she discovered the crime none of the missing body parts to prove anything actually happened and a generic ransom note that mentions no names." Pretty much sums it up papito.

"So what are we sayin'?"

"Natalya was a part of this." I forced a laugh. She really played us. I saw it and I didn't even see it coming.

"How did I not see this comin'?"

"How could any of us? She sought us out. We were so blinded by the fact that she trusted us that we never considered not trusting her."

"Why? Why would she even bring us into this?" I turned to them. Derek got a call.

"Yeah. What? You're sure? Ok. Thanks." He looks at us. "Garcia just got into the bank's system. Somebody wired $500,000 into the account 10 minutes ago."

"Who wired it?"

"She didn't say where it came from, but the name on the account is lyov fulenko. She says that's Lysowsky's wife's maiden name, fulenko."

"Why did she need to bring us in? 'Cause she needed to put pressure on the other victim."

"Other victim?" Crammer stuns. Gideon heads his way to the house across the street. The four us headed back to the restaurant again. Gideon went to Arseny. Reid, Morgan and I stayed behind.

"Are they gonna kill mr. Chernus?"

"No." Arseny sits down.

"Why are you paying these ransoms?" I crossed my arms.

"What's goin' on here?"

"I think I know." Spencer speaks up. "The account is in the name of lyov fulenko. Lyov's a man's name, a son's name. Vory v zakone. Never have a family of your own. No wife. No children."

"Lyov. You know what it means? Lion." He looked at us, knowing who has been doing this. "I knew when the first man was taken. I knew who had done it. No one else would be so bold and so stupid."

"Tell me where mr. Chernus is."

"At first, it didn't mean much. It was a way of letting him earn his own money. I could afford it. It came from the fund, and... No one questions the use of the fund."

"Where is he?" I told him again.

"What else could I do? I couldn't admit that I wasn't blessing the kidnappings. I couldn't even admit that my son existed. Chernus will be home in a few minutes. You should be there. He's going to need medical attention. Go. Go." We turned back at him.

"What are you gonna do?"

"Vory v zaknoe. We take care of our own troubles." We drove back the house to see Mr. Chernus, alive. We called for medics.

—

As we made it home, i was awaited in the parking lot. Luke. He had a grin on his face. What a surprise.

"Well well." I laughed. He looks at me.

"Thought maybe you needed to see me before you leave with Derek." I kissed him. This man.

"Oh yes, let me get my bag out of the trunk." He kisses me again.

"Tai food?"

"Sounds delicious." I hummed.

"Maybe we should invite Derek, maybe he can thrid wheel."

"You are a funny man Luke Alvez." I shook my head as we got into the car. He put his hand on my thigh as we pulled out of the parking lot.