"tu es mon passé, présent et futur, mon amour."
-aaron hotchner reinstate's one of the best agents the b.a.u had ever seen.
aaron hotchner. indestructible, emotionless, distant.
cascade moreau. flirty, reckless, impenetrable.
how can two individual...
"People that have trust issues only need to look in the mirror. There they will meet the one person that will betray them the most." -Shannon L. Alder.
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Cascade was slightly disappointed that she and the Hotchner's week had been cut short, but she was more than ready to head back into work. It seemed as though normal life was not for Cascade, she craved the thrill and adventure of capturing criminals.
"Quantico, Virginia," Garcia began, "six men have been murdered over the count of three days. All were last seen at a club, St Pietro, to be exact. All victims had a type, as they had been seen flirting with women, brown hair, blue eyes and more times than usual; all were wearing tight fitted red dresses."
All attention — yet again — was shifted to Cascade, who — yet again — was an exact match for the victimology. Truthfully, she was growing tired of the cases resembling her, as the last wasn't pleasant.
"Fucking hell, why does every case want to piss me off?" Cascade murmured, but the whole team had heard her words clearly.
Aaron cut the silence, "The laceration marks to their torso show significant anger, which is never good."
Derek chirped in, "Usually, this amount of anger can only be related to a man. Particularly in his late 40s, early 50s."
"Has a strong feeling of misjudgement and miscommunication, as though he's been treated unfairly and differently," Emily added.
"He's a narcissist with a God complex. Arrogant, self-obsessed, and seeks dominance and control over every aspect of life," JJ added.
"He craved the feeling of destruction and watching all he ever loved fall. Unable to express empathy and sympathy, and these photos show clear signs of psychotic behaviour," Spencer added.
Cascade sighed, "Some cases of psychotic disorder can generate from extensive grief. It has been proven that the loss of a loved one or someone dear to the unsub kick-started the development of psychotic symptoms."
Hotchner nodded, and Spence silently agreed with the woman. The others seemed unsurprised of her knowledge, while also appearing surprised that she remembered it.
"Let's get Garcia on it, find any males who fit the description who crossed state lines in the past week, even two if needed. Let's catch this guy," Hotchner added as they all seemed to stand.
Cascade allowed all information to sink in, and allowed her mind time to process the description closely. And the more her mind wondered, it all seemed to begin much clearer to her.
The women who had been flirted with were a replica of her, from the hair to the dress she last wore on her most recent nightclubbing. The men seamlessly looked like Aaron. Brown hair, middle-aged male, white, 6 foot 1.
It all made sense. It all became clear to her.
"Call Garcia, tell her to cancel looking. I already know who it is," Cascade sighed as all heads turned to face her.
"Who?" Hotchner asked.
"When I was young, my mom, dad and I had a holiday home here in Quantico. They said it was peaceful and calm, where we could all be a family without any worries. I'm sure the holiday home is still in his name, and it still legally belongs to him. And where the bodies were found, are in a mile radius. The victims match Aaron and I's appearance. The unsub is a match for all things my father. He didn't finish last time. But he will now."
"You're saying that your father is killing because he wants you again?" Derek asked, stunned.
"No. I'm saying he's killing again to get my attention because I was the one truly wanted."
