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Previously on “Criminal Minds”...

My investigation has revealed

a pattern of negligence within the BAU.

This unit is the crown jewel of behavioral profiling.

I couldn't shut it down if I wanted to,

but I can help restructure it.

Agent Prentiss, you'll be reassigned within the Bureau.

Your new post has yet to be determined.

Agent Lewis, you will also be reassigned.

Agent Reid, you will be a full-time professor

with our exchange program.

Agent Rossi, the FBI deeply appreciates your service,

and the director wishes you nothing but the best in your retirement.

Agent Simmons, Agent Alvez, you will remain here at the BAU.

Garcia, it feels like a fresh start

in a different department would be best.

I'm fired, aren't I?

You're the conditional unit chief of the BAU.

Congratulations.

This can't be the end.

Can it?

You deserve everything you're about to get.

FBI!

FBI?

Your client is Agent Douglas Rudy.

Isn't that right, Dougie boy?

Uh, hey, you got the key to these things somewhere?

You set me up?

No, I swear!

No, he didn't set you up, sweetheart.

We're OPR.

What the hell is that?

The FBI version of internal affairs.

Now, we got wind that Doug here

had an affinity for hookers...

No offense.

You're both under arrest.

Put your pants on, Agent Rudy.

Come on. I can't help it what turns me on,

and my wife, she isn't into this kind of thing.

Well, somehow I don't think

your wife's gonna have any trouble

wanting to beat the crap out of you after today.

Ha! There you go.

See, look at that. We cuff you up for free.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Come on.

I should've took some pictures

for the guys back at the office.

You didn't have to kick it in.

What do you mean?

I think that's pretty impressive

for a man my age, don't you think?

Ohh...

The manager gave us the key.

So now we're gonna have to reimburse the motel

for that damage.

Relax, Prentiss. For a rogue agent,

you're pretty uptight.

Where did you hear that?

Might have been a little something I saw

when I took a look in your file.

You what?!

You must have really pissed off A.D. Barnes.

To get busted from BAU chief

all the way down to rank-and-file OPR.

Rest of your team get the shaft, too?

Hey. Is Ned here yet?

Oh, you mean lazy Ned, the anti-Penelope?

He usually rolls in around 11:00.

You want to wait for him?

No. Barnes is giving us a half an hour,

and we're gonna need every minute of it

to try and sell her on one of these cases.

So...

It's been two weeks since she took over.

She can't keep us on the bench much longer.

Let's hope not.

Two male unsubs have robbed 4 banks.

In addition to getting away with nearly half a million dollars,

they have left two bank employees dead. We...

I don't know. Bank robbers killing bankers?

Let's look at this from the POV of the media coverage.

Who's the emotional victim?

Honestly, half of the country

is going to be rooting for the unsubs.

What else do you have?

We think there's an angel of death

working in Southern California.

The unsub is targeting elderly immigrants that live in nursing homes.

Immigrants.

That's divisive.

We need cases that unite the public.

I can already hear people asking why they should care

about a dead Mexican grandma.

Anyone with elderly loved ones should care.

The BAU is an elite unit.

Your cases should play that way in the media.

26.

I beg your pardon.

That is the number of people who have died

since you've sidelined the BAU.

People die when we don't do our job. You...

You need to let us do our job.

Your job is to make the FBI look good

for the public.

If you would bring me an appropriate case,

I would greenlight the investigation.

Ok.

Huh!

Ned, where the hell have you been?

You were supposed to do a deep dive on victimology.

I did. I made a victim list for each separate case

with names, DOBs, last known addresses,

employment, too.

That's your idea of a deep dive?

You wanted more?

I... yeah, I wanted more.

You know what? Maybe, uh,

I can supervise your deep dives

just until you get into a groove.

Awesome.

You know, I could just give you guys

all my passwords for the databases.

That way you can do your own research

and customize it to what you're looking for.

We'll think about that.

Just give us a minute here, Ned.

Ohh...

Ohh...

Ok. You know, I shouldn't have snapped at him, really.

It's not his fault he's not Garcia.

No. The lazy part, that's pretty much all on him.

You think Garcia knows how much we miss her?

I hope so.

Wonder how she's doing over at cyber crimes.

Well, you guys, it's happening.

I am moving in finally.

I know. It has taken me a while,

but I've been going through all 5 stages of grief.

Sometimes I'm still there, you know? I'm pinballing.

Bargaining again and then denial and anger and...

Yeah, you're right. It's not linear.

You guys get me.

You get me.

Excuse me?

I think the boss wants to talk to you.

Thank you.

Settling in ok? Everything good?

Oh. Well, in full transparency,

I... I guess good is a gross overstatement,

but I think good is a goal,

and with a little time and a lot of hard work,

I think I can up level to...

I'm working really hard.

Look, I got myself a whole new wardrobe.

This is so not me.

You gotta get rid of all that junk on your desk.

What?

Oh, no, that's not junk.

3 personal items.

You have a policy about how many items

we can have on our desk?

We do. And it applies to everyone,

including transfers from the BAU.

Pick 3, then get back to work.

I just sent you a new case.

The defendant, Adam Jeffries,

was arrested and charged with 53 counts

of identity theft.

All of his hard drives were seized.

I want you to go through them

and pull any evidence that may support

the identity theft charges.

Ok.

Can I ask a question?

What is it?

What happened to the case that I closed yesterday?

The suspects you identified are all Russian nationals

living in Russia. The United States

doesn't have an extradition treaty with Russia.

So they just get away with it?

No. You shut down their operation.

They could just start another one.

That's why we have to be vigilant.

Wait, so this whole place is like a giant game of whack-a-mole...

The game where they have the mole, but it's a case, not a mole?

Is that...

Get back to work.

Sorry about your stuff.

Thank you.

I like your unicorn.

Oh. Heh. She is pretty great, huh?

That's weird.

Oh, this is really bad.

Beautiful.

Now, lift your chin a little.

Synced and corrected by deglinglau www.addic7ed.com

“Death is the mother of beauty,

“hence from her, alone,

“shall come fulfillment of our dreams

and our desires.”

Wallace Stevens.

It gets old, you know?

'Cause she never takes me or my theories seriously.

You have to understand that his so-called theories

are way outside the box.

For instance?

He believes in the paranormal.

And yet she's religious, ok?

What demands more blind faith than God?

My religious beliefs are none of your damn business.

That must make it difficult

for both of you to do your jobs.

You have no idea.

Ok. Uh, have either of you considered

putting in a request for a new partner,

because I feel...

I don't want a new partner.

He's my best friend.

Who knew there were so many

dysfunctional partners in the Bureau?

I'm learning the hard way.

I had 3 stakeouts with Odenkirk last week.

I know how much you love those.

And it's one thing to be out in the field with him,

but sitting with him in a car for hours on end.

He smells, like dirty tightie whities

dipped in sweat.

Aghh!

Barnes really knew how to punish you.

I mean, sticking you with him.

A not-so-subtle reference

to what happens to agents who transgress.

And there is no dirt on Barnes in the OPR database.

She is squeaky clean.

You pulled her file?

I thought maybe we'd get lucky.

So what now?

I don't know what our next move is.

Well, we have got to think of something.

I do not know how much more of this assignment I can take.

Uhh...

What am I looking at?

I found these in a Dropbox file

on a hard drive belonging to Adam Jeffries.

What do these have to do with our case?

Nothing.

Then why am I looking at them?

You see that those 3 photos are of the same woman, yes?

Yeah.

Ok. Well, the digital files had time stamps.

Those 3 photos were taken last week

within a 72-hour period.

And this photo of a different woman...

That was taken two days ago.

And?

Don't you see?

Look.

Uh... Sorry.

He takes a candid photo of a woman

out in the world...

Happy, healthy, unsuspecting.

He then abducts her, he puts her into captivity

for 3 days, during which time

he takes another picture of her in captivity,

then he kills her and takes a third picture

when she's... dead.

So, then, you know what this photo means, yes?

What do you think it means?

I think it means that she's our unsub's next victim.

And you believe these are real?

You don't?

The violence looks photo-shopped.

And the women, they aren't underage.

So what you found on that hard drive is not a cyber crime.

We can't ignore this.

Look, if you feel strongly about it,

maybe you can refer it to another unit.

Maybe it's the kind of thing the BAU is handling these days.

No.

Why?

These photos are fake.

Look at the one with the coffin.

The background's some kind of painting.

It's professionally lit.

This women aren't missing.

They're making a living posing for creepy fetish photos.

Well, I think that's what it's supposed to look like.

If it looks like a duck, quacks like a duck...

Ok.

That vein in her neck, it's purple.

That's deoxygenated blood.

That slight discoloration in her earlobe,

that's lividity.

Because that's what sells.

Ok, you know, we can go back and forth

on this death photo all day, but not this one.

You see that look in her eye? That's trauma.

And I have seen it often enough

to know when it's fake and when it's authentic.

That is real.

I disagree.

Well, if you are wrong,

this woman, she'd be number 27.

If she dies, her blood is on your hands.

I'm comfortable with that risk.

Call Rossi. I'll call Reid.

On it.

Ok, let's take a moment now

to discuss the difference

between a trigger and a stressor.

A trigger is a sensory event experienced by an offender

that precipitates subsequent behavior,

whereas a stressor is a longer-term

pattern of behavior or circumstances

which push a person into behaving differently

than they normally would.

You're probably gonna want to write this down.

I shouldn't be telling you guys this,

but I'm definitely putting this on the final.

I'm only auditing this class.

Is anyone else auditing this class?

Ok.

Unfortunately, that is all the time we have for today.

Thank you, guys.

Luke, hey, what's up?

Freeze, scumbag!

And cut!

That was terrific.

Pull next one!

Um...

Hey, you want to go talk to him?

Uh, hey, kid. Uh...

- How's it going? - All good.

Yeah. Look, I thought I'd give you

a few pointers on how to hold your firearm.

May I... may I?

Um, see, a hold like this

gives us maximum control, which is what we want.

When you cant it this way,

you're more likely to hit an innocent bystander.

Got it. Man, love when the writer's on set.

Thanks.

Oh, and one... One more thing.

When you draw down on a suspect,

the line is, “FBI. Put your hands up,”

not, uh, “freeze, scumbag.”

Yeah. I just didn't think my character would say

the “FBI, hands up” thing.

But he does say that.

It's, uh, it's... it's right there.

No, it just didn't feel organic.

You know?

Organic.

Rossi.

Oh, yes. Please, count me in.

Carry on.

Thank you, all of you, for coming.

I've missed this, us.

Before we do this, I need to be sure

everyone understands what we're getting into.

We have been told not to investigate this case.

If we do, we are violating direct orders,

and eventually Barnes will find out.

So, if something goes wrong

or we don't catch this unsub,

she will shut down the BAU and most likely fire all of us.

No more reassignments.

You know what? Even if everything does go right

and we do catch our unsub,

I mean, the same thing could happen.

Right. Barnes would try to spin it, label the BAU

a rogue unit that needs to be shut down.

Right.

So if anyone has doubts,

no shame, no judgment.

The BAU started in a room just like this one.

If this is how it goes out, so be it.

We're all in?

Ok. Let's talk victimology.

♪ Wake up, darling ♪

This is the fun part.

Let's take some pictures.

No!

Since we don't have any leads on our victims' identities,

Garcia's been drilling down on the e-mails

that contain the photo attachments.

Right, so, this is the darknet, so they're encrypted,

but the digital files had time stamps.

I was able to narrow down their point of origin

to the greater D.C. area.

So we're gonna have to focus our profiling

on the photos.

The first 3 are of the same woman.

They appear to be a complete 3-part series,

depicting her in 3 different states...

Before, in captivity, and postmortem.

The before picture is a candid photo,

which suggests the women were comfortable with the unsub.

We have only one captivity photo.

It was taken over 48 hours later.

But it's in a different location.

It's a darker, enclosed space.

The victim is disheveled and appears disoriented

and traumatized.

Now she's only wearing this white satin negligee.

The third photo's posed and appears to be postmortem.

In this case, the fatal wound, a single bullet to the chest,

is clearly featured. It's also been cleaned up a little bit.

There's no extraneous blood, and it's almost pretty.

So he's displaying his work for those who will appreciate it,

the people our Dropbox owner Adam Jeffries were selling to.

Ok, and then there's the fourth photo,

it's of a different woman.

It's the first in a new series,

the new victim.

The fourth photo appears to be taken 72 hours ago.

If the unsub's pattern holds,

it means she's about to die.

JJ, Luke, Tara, dig into the before photos.

Garcia already ran them through the Bureau's hotel database.

Based on background details, it's extremely likely

that they were taken at a high-end hotel in the area.

We'll map them out and start canvassing

first thing in the morning.

Good. Dave, Matt, head out to the prison

and see what Adam Jeffries can tell you

about how these ended up on his Dropbox.

There's lots of people that get off on erotica

involving dead girls.

It was a side business, really.

But these were high quality.

Oh, yeah, real classy.

Where'd you get the photos?

The address was encrypted.

How'd you hook up with him?

He found me. And I don't ask questions.

How did you pay for them?

That was the best part.

He didn't want money. Can you believe it?

He's just a dude that thinks people

should be allowed to get off

to whatever turns them on,

even if it's taboo.

Like an activist.

Real man of the people.

Yeah.

So how did it work?

Well, he sent me a bunch of photos of one girl,

way too many.

But what sells is 3 pictures.

Before, during, and after.

What about the pictures you didn't use?

You still have them?

I don't know.

Maybe.

Well, we're gonna need to see them.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

What's in it for me?

Well, what's in it for you is that we don't charge you

as an accessory after the fact to murder.

What are you talking about?

Well, these photos are real.

This woman is dead.

Whoa, whoa... whoa. Hey!

I had nothing to do with that.

Well, that's good.

Then it would seem cooperating with us

is in your best interests.

You know, I always feel like a kid from the Bronx

in places like this.

Yeah. There weren't many 5-star hotels

in rural Pennsylvania.

I've been in more of them today

than I have the whole rest of my life.

Check this out.

JJ, that's a match.

It's the same painting.

Uh, let's see if someone can ID our victims.

Excuse me. Hi.

I was hoping you could help us with something.

Oh. I'll certainly do my best.

We have reason to believe

these photos were taken here.

Do you recognize either of these young women?

I'm very sorry, but I can't comment on our guests.

We take their privacy very seriously.

I totally understand that,

but, uh... I believe this trumps privacy.

Indeed it does, sir.

As a matter of fact,

I do recognize these young ladies.

They are both frequent visitors to the hotel

and they are both always here,

with a different male companion,

who pays cash.

Do you ever recognize

any of the male companions?

Not by name, but I know the type.

Money, power, status.

You, uh, you don't have security cameras?

No. We take our guests' privacy very seriously.

Many of our frequent patrons have very public profiles.

Politicians. And I'm guessing

they're not coming here with their spouses.

When was the last time you saw either of these women?

Must be about a week ago.

It's dark. A garage, maybe?

But the ground doesn't look like poured concrete.

Could be a basement in an old building.

What is she sitting next to? Is it a crate?

Or a wine rack.

It's not just a basement. I think it's a wine cellar.

There are a lot of big old homes like this

in areas like Clarendon, Kalorama, Potomac manors.

I grew up in a house like this.

Well, if that's the case, the unsub could be

a person of resources... Money, maybe even prestige.

So beautiful.

George, so glad you could make it.

Thank you for the invite.

Ellen, you look amazing.

Why, thank you!

Ah. Looks like you found something to keep you busy

while I was mingling.

I had to do something.

It took you forever.

Trust me, it was worth the wait.

Found the bottle I was telling you about.

Special reserve Chateau Anjou.

You're gonna love it.

You shouldn't have, Kev.

Fine wine is wasted on me. You know that.

Don't be silly.

I've missed you.

8 years in Europe was too long.

You were only 19 when I left

and a wild child.

The more things change...

May I?

Beautiful.

I'll send it to you.

By the way, how's your father?

He's been making news lately.

You know Daddy. He's always happy when he's making news.

Rich and mysterious with a fabulous finish.

Reminds me a little of you.

Ok. I have news.

I have... I have copious... copious news.

First the backstory. That Dropbox

that I first found those 4 photos on.

I kept it active because I thought maybe we'd get lucky.

I also fashioned it with every tool and trap I know

for capturing IP addresses.

So did we get lucky?

No. I mean yes, but, no.

Uh, there's been a new drop of photos.

I just sent to your tablets now.

They include a series of captivity

and postmortem photos of our second victim.

We were too late.

And it's even worse than that.

There's a whole new series of photos of a third victim

we didn't even know about, plus one new candid photo.

He's already got his fourth victim.

Did you find the IP address?

No. I'm sorry.

Ok. Any good news?

No. I mean... OK, this might be helpful.

I did a search of cases involving D.C. high-end hotels,

and I found a bunch of articles regarding

the death of someone named Tracy Ferguson.

Wait, I think I remember that.

Mm-hmm. You probably do. She was in a bunch of headlines,

mostly because her father was George Ferguson, the D.C. power broker.

Anyway, she was 27. She was found in a suite at the Montclair hotel,

and she was wearing a white satin negligee.

Like the one the unsub dresses his victims in

for the captivity photos.

Exactly.

Ok, so Tracy Ferguson could be our unsub's first victim.

Did they investigate?

They did.

Good. We need those files.

That's where it gets sticky.

The case was sealed at the time.

In order to unseal it, you need special permission

from the lead investigating agent.

The D.C. field agent in 2010

who was in charge of that case

was Linda Barnes.

Hey. We just received the original cache of photos

from Adam Jeffries' Dropbox.

How many are we talking about?

A lot.

There's still only one candid photo

for each victim, but there are nearly 40

captivity and death photos.

Is there a way to get the metadata for each of these photos?

It feels like there are frames missing from the sequence.

You're right. There are missing frames.

You're so beautiful.

Please don't do this!

He's keeping the frames that capture the moment of maximum fear

where the realization of death is in their eyes.

So beautiful.

Followed by the moment right after

where the fear and the life leave them.

Ok, so why is it that moment that he needs to relive?

Well, if Tracy Ferguson really was his first victim,

then she could be the key to all of this.

We need to see that file.

It means talking to Barnes.

Are you ready to do that?

You look so much like Tracy.

It's the first thing I noticed about you when we met.

Mayhew, you're not like her at all.

You're safe with me.

Let's take some pictures.

You what?

I know how it looks.

I know we violated your directive,

but the BAU saves lives.

Isn't... isn't that what's most important?

Are you really that arrogant?

Do you truly believe that the BAU

is the only unit in the FBI

that's in it for the good guys?

Agent Jareau, what do you really want?

I need access to a case you investigated

as a D.C. field agent in 2010... Tracy Ferguson.

And you sealed her file.

Let me guess. You think it was murder.

I do.

I think Tracy was this unsub's first victim.

You think that's why I sealed the file,

because I missed something?

No, I don't know why you sealed the case.

All I know is that I need to see it now.

Her father reported her missing.

That wasn't unusual. She was a junkie.

She went missing all the time.

We found her in a suite in the Montclair hotel.

She'd checked in about 6 1/2 hours earlier,

along with 7 men,

each of whom took his turn with her

in exchange for heroin.

There were needles all over the bed.

So that's what happened to Tracy Ferguson.

She ODed.

Her father cut her off a couple weeks earlier...

Tough love.

So she started having sex with men for drugs.

So you sealed the case to protect her father?

I didn't see the point of the details of his child's death

being splashed all over the tabloids.

George Ferguson was a good man.

I didn't know.

And so we are clear,

permission to access Tracy Ferguson's file

is officially denied.

And just so we are crystal clear,

I am relieving you of duty effective immediately.

Please turn over your gun and your badge, Agent Jareau.

JJ, what have you got?

Emily, hey, um, so I talked to her.

She, uh, she knows I put the BAU on the case.

And she fired me.

JJ, I'm so sorry.

No, Emily, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Look, she's not gonna give us access to the case,

but I got something.

There were 7 other people in that hotel room

the night Tracy died.

Hello. What's up?

We've been trying to get ahold of you

for 20 minutes. Can you talk?

Uh, I can sort of talk. Did JJ get the file?

No, but we don't need the whole file anymore.

All we need are the crime scene photos.

Can you hack just the photos without raising flags?

You mean like a surgical strike?

Yeah, give me a second.

Ok. I'm in. What am I looking for?

We're not sure, but there were 7 men

in the room with Tracy on the night that she died.

And we're hoping somebody left something behind.

Uh, let's see. I see an open bottle of wine.

Uh, it's not just any bottle of wine.

It's a bottle of Chateau Anjou from 1918.

That's extremely rare.

We should be able to trace the sale

of a bottle like that.

Can you run a search to see if one was sold at auction?

On it.

Oh! I gotta... oh! I have to... I have to call you back.

Uh, Chief?

Anita. Well, what can I do for you?

I just wanted to update you on my Croatian phishing case.

Actually, not really update, more like ask a question.

Or a few questions.

Sure. Come in my office.

Guys, check this out.

There is a missing persons report.

Her name is Jessica Mayhew.

Her father is U.S. Senator Alfred Mayhew.

He's talking to the press.

We're taking you live to the press conference now.

My daughter Jessica

is a victim of the opioid epidemic

that is sweeping our nation.

She's been missing for over two days now,

and I'm... I'm asking for help in finding her.

Barnes is there

talking to the senator.

Optics like this are right up her alley.

Jessica Mayhew is our unsub's newest victim.

She looks a lot like Tracy Ferguson.

And like Tracy, she's a high-profile member of the D.C. elite.

Call girls, even expensive ones,

weren't satisfying him anymore.

He needed someone with a pedigree,

someone more like Tracy.

Guys, I... I found our Chateau Anjou.

It was sold at auction to a Kevin Peck.

Oh. Kevin Peck is George Ferguson's stepson.

- That's our unsub - Let's go.

Sending his last known to your tablets.

You're not like her at all, are you?

She never let me touch her.

Even when those filthy animals were on top of her,

she only let me watch.

I sat right over there.

I drank a glass of wine while they took turns with her.

Ohh...

She was just being cruel.

She knew how much I wanted her,

and all she did was let me watch.

It's ok. I've got a nice big dose

of your medicine right here.

I can't take that much.

I know.

Penelope, what have you got?

I've got some background on Kevin Peck.

Looks like his parents were never married,

Dad wasn't around, and his mom married George Ferguson

when Kevin was 13.

The Washington power broker.

Correct. The gossip rags where not kind.

She was a former stripper.

So Tracy was his daughter from his first marriage.

She was 19 when he remarried.

That would make Tracy 6 years older than Kevin.

He could have had a crush on her.

I think it was more than that.

He was head over heels for her.

There's all kinds of photographs of them

from like various events all over the D.C. area.

Look at that body language.

He's all over her, and she's pulling away.

According to Tracy's MySpace page,

she was not fond of her stepmother.

She referred to her as, quote,

“the white trash gold-digger who moved into my house.”

well, if that was her attitude

and he was smitten with her,

he might have felt she was too good for him.

Her substance abuse couldn't have helped things.

The drug use spiraled out of control a few years into the marriage.

So if Tracy's drama ate up the whole family's attention,

it's possible Kevin went in the opposite direction,

playing the role of the obedient child.

Yeah, that does make sense.

His stepfather was quite fond of Kevin.

He set up a trust fund for him

that Kevin had access to when he turned 18.

I bet that changed how Tracy treated him.

It seems to have. According to bank records,

Kevin was putting thousands of dollars into Tracy's account.

Thanks, Garcia.

We better be kicking in the right door.

So where did he take her?

The third photo in every series...

It was crafted to fulfill a buyer's necrophiliac fantasy.

Tracy was Kevin's fantasy.

Tracy died in a suite at the Montclair hotel.

That's where he took her.

Tracy...

My Tracy.

I loved you so much.

I would have taken care of you.

Hands, hands, show me your hands!

Get 'em up!

Stay there.

All right, up, up, up.

You're too late.

Too late. Look how beautiful she is,

my Tracy.

Hey. Hey.

She's got a pulse.

It's weak, but she's alive.

Come on!

Call an ambulance!

Is she alive? Is she gonna be all right?

Senator, she's going to be fine.

Her abductor gave her an overdose,

but she should be all right.

You said this was the work of the BAU.

Is that right?

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

All of you.

You saved my daughter's life.

It was a team effort.

Glad we were here.

So am I. Look, I know there's been talk

about shutting down your unit,

spreading profilers out into the field offices.

That's just one option to increase efficiency.

I think that's a mistake.

Understood.

When I return to the senate,

I will personally ensure

that the BAU is funded and staffed to full capacity.

But in the meantime, don't you think

Agent Prentiss should be reinstated as unit chief?

Consider it done.

Senator, does this mean that I have hiring authority?

Within reason.

I'm only asking because Assistant director Barnes

terminated Agent Jareau when she asked questions

about the Tracy Ferguson case.

That was the case that allowed us to identify this unsub.

You have full authority.

Staff the BAU any way you see fit.

Thank you, sir.

Linda, I'd like to see you in my office

first thing tomorrow.

You're leaving, aren't you?

Yeah. I'm going back to the BAU.

I knew you wouldn't stay here.

I can't. Hey, thank you for what you did,

distracting Omri like that.

You were working a case for the BAU, weren't you?

Yeah, I was.

That looked exciting.

Like real crime-fighting.

You were part of that, you know.

You were distracting him,

and I was giving super important information

to agents in the field,

and that saved a woman's life.

I did that?

Wow. I did that.

Yeah, you did.

I'm really gonna miss you.

Ohh...

Hey. Something to remember me by.

Thank you.

Where's Prentiss?

Transferred.

She said I might need this.

I don't think she's coming.

So we've got a half-hour before

we need to be back?

_

I don't care what he says!

I really don't think that's what my character would do.

Where's the writer?

Uh, he quit.

Me, too.

Was it something I did?

Mostly it was what you didn't do.

I couldn't wait until morning!

Oh, you weren't the only one.

You look great.

I feel great. You guys really did it.

Ohh, I wish I could have been there

to see Barnes' face when the senator showed up.

I thought she was gonna melt

like the wicked witch of the west

when he said Prentiss could hire whoever she wanted.

You think she'll back off for good?

The director called me.

He said Barnes was told

to keep her hands off the BAU.

And so, we live to fight another day.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we're back!

Whoo!

Yes, yes, yes!

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