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Today was the day. The day to tell the team that I'm pregnant. Yeah yeah, about time. What can I say? Ive been busy and I don't wanna announce my pregnancy during a brutal case about a serial killer who killed women who gave away their kids, so no.

I tried to seem normal, at least acted like it. I greeted everyone with a smile and gave them cupcakes. JJ and Emily were getting suspicious and Morgan and Rossi didn't really notice, they just cared about the free cupcakes. I made my way to Penelopes office, knocking softly.

"Hey! Hey!" I smiled. I had the cupcake behind my back.

"Hazel!"

"Wait! Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you." She gave me a look but did what I asked. I put the cupcake in front of her. "Open them." She gasps, gently taking the cupcake from my hands.

"Is it? Our favorite bakery downtown? You are an angel!" She hugs me, rocking me back and forth. "Something feels off. Did you poison it?"

"What! No! Just enjoy it." I headed out, but walked back. "See you in the conference room in 3." I was the first one in the room. Why am I so nervous? Everyone started coming in. Here we go. "Alright, before anything, I want to tell you all something." Everyone was looking at each other. She better not quit, or transfer. "So I have a secret and I've been waiting to tell you all when it was the right time, and now its time. Im pregnant!"

"BRAVISSIMO!" Rossi comes up and hugs me. Penelope gasps in excitement.

"A mini Hazel!"

"Thats not all." I started to blush from all the attention. I wasn't really used to all this. "We're having twins, boys."

"Garcia and I will plan the baby shower, don't worry!" JJ holds my hand. "Penelope, start writing down ideas."

"Im already have some in my head."

"So this mystery man is more than boyfriend huh?" Emily walks up to me. I looked at Derek and he hid a smirk.

"Did you know, about 25% of identical twins are 'Mirror Image Twins.'" Reid rambled on. "Meaning they are exact reflections of one another. For example, if one has a freckle under the left eye, the other's freckle will be under the right eye." Huh, the more you know.

"Sorry to interrupt the moment but we got a case." Hotch pulls us in again. "Bridgewater, florida.
Local girl, abbey kelton, 19, Left her parents' home to go to the local junior college. She never came home. 3 days later, joggers found her part of her In a nearby park."

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Abbey had her fingers cut off, slit her throat and carved a pentagram onto her chest. We're probably working with a Satanist or cult. The photos were haunting and so gruesome.

When I was a kid, My grandma used to scare us with devil stories, telling us if we misbehave he'll come and take us away, even if we didn't do the dishes, so im good in that department. But the devil is scary to think about at times.

We landed, JJ, Rossi, Morgan and I went to the church that Abbey's parents were going to be.

"Rossi, do me a favor. You talk to the priest, all right?" Morgan said as we hopped out of the car.

"You'd rather interview the grieving parents On the worst day of their lives than the priest?"

"If it's all right with you, yeah." My phone started to buzz and it was Hotch.

"You guys go, Hotch is calling, Ill join you later." They nodded and left me. I leaned against the car, listening in to what Hotch was telling me about the body. They had found out that they had fingers in her stomach, they were fed to her prior to her death, all 10 fingers. I wanted to gag but I had to keep it together. "Ill let the others know." I hung up. Just as I was going join the others, Morgan comes storming out. "Im guessing you spoke with the father."

"When was the last time you went to church?" God, it took me a while to remember when.

"My quince, that was the last time I stepped foot into church. My parents are catholic but we didn't really go every Sunday, they weren't hard core. But they do believe in a god."

"Can't believe Rossi put me out there." He was mad and I just wanna give him some space. I knew that he'll try to avoid questions about it, so I decided not to push it.

After a ride back to the station, no words were exchanged. Still having a grudge. JJ looks at me and I just shrugged.

There's no evidence that any of the local kids Were into devil worship or the occult. This is definitely not work of a group of teenagers. It has to be a serial killer. Like what he did with Abby's fingers, it has to be a sadistic one.

Hotch joined in and confirmed that the fingers found in the victims stomach, they weren't hers, 6 of them were index fingers. The room went dead silent. They're more out there.

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"So yesterday afternoon, Tracy lambert told her roommate she was going for a hike." I walked into a restroom with Rossi. Tracy Lambert has gone missing, found her car out here in the woods.

"He was waiting for her." He opens the stall door.

"He most definitely blitz attacked her, probably like abbey kelton's at the gas station."

"Our, um, unsub was likely in a mental institution." He opens another stall, but this one he stayed in it.

"Why do you say that?"

"One neat aspect." He points at the stall. I frowned and took a look. There was books, neatly organized on top of the toilet seat. "The severely mentally ill have chaos all around them. When institutionalized, they're given order, Taught to keep their rooms clean and neat. When discharged, they stop taking their meds. Their minds fall back into chaos, But often they do one thing to keep some order back into it."

"Ok. I'll call garcia, tell her to check state mental records."

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With the search party, we had another missing person. The son of bitch took her right under our noses. We all went back to the station and started talking to volunteers that were in the group, trying to calm down her husband.

"Hey, how's it going with father marks? Any of the volunteers jump out at him?" I walked up to Morgan who was filling up some coffee.

"Not yet." My phone rings again.

"Garcia?" I was surprised that she called me. I mean, she's Dereks person to call whenever she wants someone to talk to.

"I'm still running the particulars Of our homicides through vicap. Nothing so far."

"Ok, I just sent you the volunteer search list."

"Ok, and I'm cross-Checking the names against mental institution records."

"Pay attention to individuals who were involuntarily committed in florida. Uh, rossi's convinced our unsub Is the type that likes to stick close to home."

"Got it. Talk to you later."

"Hey, garcia." I caught her before she gad the chance to hang up on me. "You usually call Morgan about these kinds of things. Is everything ok?"

"God, I hate profilers." I walked away from Morgan.

"Ok, come on. Tell me."

"I met this guy at the coffee shop I go to every day." Now I see. Just with that, thats all I needed to hear.

"Right. Got it." I hung up and walked to Morgan again, giving him a look.

"What?"

"When a woman tells a man about her feelings, she doesn't want your input, she just want you shut your mouth and listen. Come on Derek, let Penelope get a win. By the sound of her voice, she really likes him." I patted his cheek and grabbed a snack before I walked out and talked to more people.

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"Dr. Fulton confirmed it. Maria lopez was frozen shortly after her death." Wonderful, human popsicles for him.

"Well, that explains why we haven't been able To find the other victims. He's keeping them."

"How you get the cannibalism?" I squinted to Hotch. A satanic cannibal serial killer, this day can't get any better.

"He didn't take them for sex, and he took their legs. He was trying to tell us by feedinghe fingers to abbey kelton. Fingers were a message. 'I've killed before' was only part of it. 'I'm eating them' was the other."

"Cannibalism, the greatest taboo. That explains his drive to blame his appetite on an outside force."

"Why would anyone want to eat human flesh?" JJ looks away.

"It's like a sexual urge, A cross-Wiring of the 2 most basic human drives Sustenance and sex."

"It all fits." Emilys phone rang, it was Gracia.

"Hey. Garcia, I'm putting you on speaker." She places her phone the table.

"So I can't find any patients in florida Who have the charmheg of being both a satanist and a cannibal. However, hazelwood mental institution is the place to go When looking for florida's most dangerous kinds of wackos, And they had a fire in 1998 that destroyed all their records."

"How far away is hazelwood?"

"70 miles."

"Uh, JJ, tell 'em we're on our way." Hotch and Reid packed up and left to go.

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As Morgan, Rossi, JJ and Emily came back from out unsubs house, they had brought Floyd with them. He had to be the one. I mean look at him. I was speaking to Hotch as they made their way to the interrogation room. He looked at us and Hotch turns me around. I felt his eyes burn into my skin and into my soul.

"Francisco goya, known the black paintings. Lorenz's notes say that feylinn was exposed to them As part of his therapeutic art therapy."

"I don't think it worked." I huffed.

"He kills them after 72 hours. Tracey's been go for 24. See if you can find out where she is." Aaron hands Morgan his book.

"Do what I can." We watch him trying to speak to him but he didn't speak back. He did end up confessing to eating them and wanting to talk to father Marks. we had to take a break and get him. Father Marks showed up and we start the interview again.

"Thank you for comin', father."

"Anything I can do to--" Morgan puts his hand up to stop him.

"Floyd, I had to pull some serious strings to get him here. My bosses didn't like the idea at all of sendin' him in. Now, they're gonna allow him to sit right here and listen, But you're gonna talk to me, all right?"

"Ok. I've done some really bad things."

"Everybody's done things they're not proud of, floyd. The only thing that helps is to talk about 'em, Tell other people. Things are always better after you talk about 'em." We were looking at the volunteer lists, checking his name. Nothing.

"This is strange." We look at Rossi. "Feylinn signed the volunteer sign in sheet, but his name is on the list of searchers."

"Come on, floyd. I got him here like you asked. Now it's your turn. Tell us. Where is tracey lambert?"

"I dont have a good feeling about this." I told them as I walked up to the mirror.

"Father, I feel so alone. I feel like god has abandoned me. Why?"

"You are not alone, my son. God is in all of us."

"We need to stop the interview." Rossi jumps.

"So is tracey lambert." Floyd laughs. Father Marks jumps him, Rossi and Hotch broke in to stop him.

"He was feeding the volunteers." Emily and I gasp. My stomach turns and had to go outside to take a breather. Tracy Lambert was in the- nope. Im not going to say it.