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W.S. Gilbert wrote,

"It's love that makes
the world go 'round."

And if that's true,

then the world spun a little faster

with Haley in it.

Haley was my best friend
since we were in high school.

We certainly had our struggles,

but if there's one thing

we agreed on unconditionally,

it was our love and
commitment to our son, Jack.

Haley's love for Jack was joyous

and fierce.

That fierceness is why
she isn't here today.

A mother's love is an
unrivaled force of nature.

And we can all learn much

from the way Haley lived her life.

Haley's death causes
each of us to stop

and take stock of our lives.

To measure who we are

and what we've become.

I don't have all those
answers for myself,

but I know who Haley was.

She was the woman who died

protecting the child we brought
into this world together.

And I will make sure
that Jack grows up

knowing who his mother was and
how she loved and protected him

and how much I loved her.

If Haley were with us today,

she would ask us not
to mourn her death

but to celebrate her life.

She would tell us...

She would tell us to love our
families unconditionally...

and to hold them close,

because in the end,
they are all that matter.

I met Haley at the tryouts

of our high school's production of
"The Pirates of Penzance."

I found our copy of the play

and I was looking through
it the other night,

and I came upon a
passage that seemed...

appropriate for this moment.

"Oh, dry the glistening tear

that dews that martial cheek.

Thy loving children hear,

in them thy comfort seek.

With sympathetic care

their arms around thee creep,

for, oh, they cannot bear

to see their father weep."

OK, you can go ahead.

Blow mommy a kiss.

If there's anything I can do...

Thank you.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you, Gina.

Thank you for coming.

I think you could use some air.

Jack's OK.

I saw him with his cousins.

OK.

Jessica, would you make sure

that Jack gets something to eat?

Sure.

I'll be right back.

Thanks.

What do we do?

There's nothing we can do.

We just gotta wait him out.

You think he'll ever come back?

Would you?

He'll come back.

I just don't know what he's
gonna look like when he does.

We just need to be there
for him when he's ready.

You know, I broke
my promise to Haley.

What promise?

I told her that I would catch Foyet

and that I'd... spend the rest
of my life making it up to her.

You still can.

You saved Jack.

You know, I may have the
tools to do this job,

but I don't know if I have
the tools to help my son.

You have to ask yourself

what kind of father you want to be.

And when you figure that out...

then you'll know what to do.

I meant what I said today.

Things have changed.

And I need to do
what's best for Jack.

You will.

They can't be calling us in,
not tonight.

I'm on it.

We can't go.

We have to.

I'll get Rossi.

Talk to Strauss,
tell her to send another team.

There's no other team available.

Nashville's calling us in.

Second body in 2 weeks,
both killed on consecutive Friday nights.

They realize they're
up against the clock

and they're hoping we might
find something they didn't.

Guys.

I'm sorry, but we
just got called in.

We have to go.

Call me if you need anything.

Take care of your son.

Thanks.

You gonna be OK?

See you when you get back.

"Where we love is home...

home that our feet may leave,

but not our hearts."

Oliver Wendell Holmes.

Two women dead in two weeks,

both killed in their own homes,

no sign of forced entry.

The floors were covered
in rose petals.

Quite the romantic.

Evidence of sexual assault?

None.

Both women were last seen

leaving their offices on a Friday

and never showed up
to work on a Monday.

It's Thursday. Why are we
only being called in now?

The second body was
only found yesterday.

There may be a socio-economic
pattern emerging.

The first victim, Bethany Heminger,

lived in Belle Meade,
Melissa Johnson in Brentwood.

Both are affluent neighborhoods.

Yet there was nothing
missing from either home.

What did these women
do for a living?

Bethany was a defense attorney,
Melissa a corporate executive.

Two brunettes with similar features

in high-powered professions?
That's not a coincidence.

These women most likely
represent someone he knows.

All right, so we need to
figure out where this unsub

is meeting his victims and how
he's gaining access to their homes.

And if he's staying on pattern,

most likely this guy has
picked out his next target.

We should check gardeners,

housekeeping staff,
pool attendants,

floral shops,

see if anyone worked both homes.

Start working up a
paper trail, Garcia.

Find out where these women were

in the days leading
up to each murder.

Like a genie in a bottle... poof!

All right. Prentiss, you and I

are gonna go check out
the Johnson crime scene.

Rossi, you and Reid
talk to the coroner,

start working on victimology.

JJ, talk to the families and staff

and find a connection we can use.

I understand that all of our
thoughts are with Hotch.

But right now, I need us
all to focus on this case.

We have less than a day before
this unsub will strike again.

Let's finish this thing fast.

You must be the FBI.

Landon Kaminski.

Agent Jareau.
We spoke on the phone.

Yeah, it's nice to meet you.

The mayor's on my ass.

Two prominent women
killed on my watch

and everyone knows we're
bracing for a third.

Well, let's hope
that doesn't happen.

Where would you like us to set up?

In here.

I'm gonna need to issue a
statement with the press.

Every woman in
Nashville needs to know

there's a serial
killer on the loose.

We need them taking
preventative measures

to avoid becoming his next target.

The mayor thinks we should
be as specific as possible.

Every woman, Detective.

His first 2 victims may be
from the same social class,

but if we isolate
victimology this soon,

it may cause him to go outside
of his own comfort zone,

and then he'll be
even harder to track.

Better to stress hypervigilance

and shut down his
victim pool completely,

don't you think?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, the house has
a security system,

but her friends say
that she only used it

when she traveled out of town.

He killed the dog,

hid it in a storage
container in the garage.

She probably thought he
was protection enough.

That was her first mistake.

She had all the precautions
to avoid home invasion,

she just didn't use them properly.

These are the prints

that match the other crime scene.

It looks like he didn't
hesitate to get them everywhere.

Which typically would indicate
that he's disorganized.

This crime scene screams
of organization.

The roses,

the dog.

He was a stranger to these women.

He didn't talk his way in,
he was laying in wait.

And he knew his prints
wouldn't show up in the system.

He had no priors,
which means he was smart

and most likely educated.

This guy knew exactly
what he was doing

and he made sure he had
enough time to do it.

So, he knew when
she'd leave the house

and when she'd return.

He's stalking them.

It's only the victim's prints
on the exterior doorknobs.

Nothing on the windows,
the garage wasn't forced.

So how did he get in?

Defensive wounds on both women.

More so on the latest victim.

She fought back the hardest.

No ligature marks.
They weren't bound.

So how does he keep
them from running out?

Maybe he blocked the escape route,

Or maybe the threat
of a knife was enough.

I might be able to answer that.

The stab wounds weren't
the only injuries.

What do you mean?

Melissa Johnson had a concussion.

Bethany Heminger, a broken rib.

An initial assault to
prove his dominance,

Make sure they're too
scared to try and escape.

Something else you should see.

Both their stomach
contents were the same.

Chicken, broccoli, pasta,
salad, and red wine.

He's playing out a fantasy.

One he has to control.

He sets the scene with
flower petals and wine

and then he cooks for them.

Their last supper.

So he cooked and he
cleaned up after himself.

Why did he leave the petal trail?

It's gotta mean
something to our guy.

He's not just reliving a fantasy,

he's repeating it.

It's the same routine,
the same meal.

It's not just routine,

it's proper etiquette.

What?

Well, take a look at this.

There's a handprint

In the center back of
this chair right here.

He pulled this chair
out for himself.

Over here, there are handprints

on either side of the chair.

He pulled this chair out for her,

poured her wine...

and even cleaned up
after the meal was done.

But up here something changed.

Then he drew her a bath.

And this is where Melissa
Johnson was murdered.

This is where the fantasy ended.

Because she broke it?

I would.

What do you mean?

Well, after the initial
assault downstairs,

fine, I'm scared,

but I'm still looking for
another chance to escape.

Dinner, wine, dishes.

I'm not in any immediate danger,

so I can take my time,
wait for the right moment.

I do what he says because I
don't want him to hurt me again.

But once he gets me in here,

I am at my most vulnerable.

So fear takes over
and she fights back.

Because if she doesn't...

Home is where you're
supposed to feel safe.

Nobody deserves to
have that taken away.

Ah!

Whoo-hoo!

Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

Aah!

Ha ha!

Ooh! Ooh!

Ohh!

All right, right in there!

Whoo!

Aah!

Hey, buddy, it's time for PJs.

Can I watch one more time?

I'm waiting for mommy.

All right, ready to make a wish.

OK. 1...

2...

3. Blow 'em out!

Nice job!

OK. Happy birthday.

Say, Hi, daddy.

Hi, daddy.

Mwah!

- Let's give him a big kiss.
- I miss her, too.

- Mwah!
- Mwah!

Can I sleep in your room again?

Sure.

OK, come on.

Find anything?

Several people had
access to each home.

Housekeeper, gardener,
pool cleaner, dog walker,

each with their own key
and an alibi to match.

Any cross-over?

None.

We even vetted delivery people

and utility workers.

Garcia, do you have anything?

There's no hits on
the prints at all,

but I did what Sir Derek,
there, asked

and I created a paper trail.

There's no cross-over between
the two victims themselves

in the weeks leading
up to their murders,

but they did run
in similar circles.

How do you mean?

Well, they both have
country club memberships,

though to different clubs.

They went to upscale restaurants,

private concert venues,
posh hotels.

They enjoyed a high-class,
highfalutin lifestyle,

an expensive one.

A lifestyle he'd fit right into.

This guy is educated, intelligent,

- proper.
- He's a downright gentleman.

The rose petals send a
pretty specific message.

He's romancing them whether
they want it or not,

and he's got the social
skills to back it up.

Hey, Garcia, take a
look at dating services

and social networking sites.

Look for working professionals

and privileged elite.

Check, check, and checkers.

Back in a smidge.

We need more.

Have we figured out how he's
getting into these homes?

No sign of forced entry anywhere.

Yet he's still gaining
access to their homes

long before the victims
ever get home from work.

I mean, this guy needs time to cook

and set up his scene.

He's either got a key or
he can move through walls.

We need fresh eyes.

All right, listen up.

I want everybody to
go back to the hotel

and try to get some rest. We're gonna
have to pick this up again in the morning.

We're giving up?

No. We're gonna take a break.

We have to give the
profile at morning roll

and none of us has slept
since the funeral.

Once Garcia can get
us a paper trail,

then we can expand
our canvass, but...

Until then there's really
nothing else we can do.

Would you please
turn the music off?

But it's your favorite song.

How do you know that?

It's the most played
song on your iPod.

No! No! Stop!

Aah!

Stop it.

You're ruining it.

I'm sorry. I won't do it again.

Please. I'll do whatever you want.

I've put a lot of time and effort

into making this a special night.

Is it too much to ask for
a little appreciation?

I'm sorry.

I won't do it again.

Please.

I'll do whatever you want.

That's OK.

I forgive you.

A little misunderstanding, right?

Yes. That's right.

I'll just forget all about this.

Yes, please.

Now...

I think it's time for your bath.

OK, Jack, listen,

I want you to figure out where you
want to put all your toys, OK?

- OK, daddy.
- That's a good boy.

Chief Strauss, I appreciate
your coming to me.

Oh, of course. This isn't a time

for you to be away from your son.

Come in.

Jack, can you say hello
to Chief Strauss?

Hi, Jack.

Hi.

Have a seat.

So, how are you holding up?

I'm OK.

And how's Jack?

He's coping.

I don't think he fully understands

everything that's going on.

Oh, right, well, how could he?

You said that there was something

you wanted to discuss with me?

Yes, I do.

This is retirement.

I've talked with the director.

Given the circumstances,

there's no reason you should
have to return to the bureau.

We can offer you full
pension and benefits.

Are you saying that you
want me to leave the BAU?

Well, obviously that's your choice,

but I'm offering you a way out.

Agent Morgan's promotion
was temporary,

but he's exceeded our expectations,

and I'm confident that I
could make it permanent,

if you decide to step down.

The team would be together,
and you could be with your son.

And when would you like a decision?

I thought I would
be leaving with one.

What's your hesitation?

I would just like to
weigh all of my options.

Whatever you need.

We believe our unsub is
already with his next victim.

If he matches pattern,
she'll be a successful woman,

probably brunette,
early 30s to mid-40s.

She'll be at home in
Nashville's upper echelon.

This means that he fits in.
He drives the right car,

he wears the right clothes,
he's highly intelligent.

He probably comes from
a place of status.

This guy's sociable,
and he's endearing.

You would never suspect that
this man is capable of murder.

But he will do whatever it takes

to protect the fantasy
that he's trying to relive.

It's this fantasy
which fuels his drive.

He's recreating a romantic evening,

repeating it with
each of his victims.

He most likely recently
had a relationship

taken away from him.

So look at men who
have lost loved ones

or gone through a messy divorce.

Like Bundy,

these women are representations
of that first loss.

Bundy picked victims who
had similar features

to the woman that abandoned him,

and we believe that our unsub
is doing the exact same thing.

These women were confident,
successful, and strong,

And they fought back.

Which means he has the ability

to overpower them fairly easily.

He believes, or fantasizes,

he's in a relationship
with these woman.

No matter how fleeting the
initial interaction is,

it's everything to him,

an invitation.

Our technical analyst has
compiled a list of locations

that the victims visited,
prior to their death.

These are high-class
establishments.

We're going to want to
visit the same places.

So, look for men who
fit the profile,

but also women who
match victimology.

If somebody's been paying a little too
much attention to them, talk to them.

Get a read,
then jot their name down

so that we can check them out.

All right, folks, pick up your
canvassing assignments and get to work.

Thank you.

The rain's supposed
to clear up today.

It's gonna be in the high 50s.

What do you want to do today?

There are a lot of good movies
playing at the Green Hills Mall.

You want to go see something?

Why don't we stay inside today,

maybe watch a DVD.

I want to go on a real date, Joe.

Hey, uh...

I thought...

after we made love last night,

you'd realize how
much you mean to me.

Don't you trust me, Joe?

- Who's that?
- I have no idea.

Erika?

Honey, it's me!

You home?

Got a surprise for me, baby?

Erika?

Grant, help!

Why do you have a key?

Run!

- Go up the stairs!
- Aah!

Go, go, go, go, go!

No! Grant!

Why... do... you...
have... a... key?!

No! Grant! No! No!

No! Grant! No!

Hey, Erika, sweetie...

Why did he have a key?

Why did he have a key?!

House belongs to
an Erika Silverman,

project director in an
international design firm.

We're assuming the male victim

is her boyfriend Grant Franklin.

Male victim?

Mm-hmm. They're
both pretty beat up.

We'll need dental records
for a positive ID.

Who called it in?

UPS guy. Needed her
to sign for a package,

the door was wide open.
We got him out back.

JJ, talk to him.

Where's Erika Silverman's body?

He changed his MO.

Multiple stab wounds
to the face and neck.

Classic overkill.

And evidence that she
had sex before she died.

Forced or consensual?

No evidence of sexual assault.

She played along.

She had sex with the unsub

because she thought it
would keep her alive.

So why didn't it?

This kill is personal, angry.

She didn't give him
everything that he wanted.

What else does he want?

The dinner dishes are washed,
but the breakfast plates aren't.

He didn't clean up this time.

The boyfriend must have surprised him,
disrupted his routine.

I don't know, I'd say he came
pretty close to finishing it.

It looks like they watched a movie,
had an early breakfast.

She was with him all night.

Hey, Garcia.

Bad news, buttercup.

Great. What is it?

No payoff on the social
networking sites,

and this Erika Silverman person

does not leave a
breadcrumb-like trail.

Aside from a couple
of online purchases

and some automatic debits,
she hasn't used her credit card all week.

Alright. Thanks.

Hey. So, Garcia couldn't find
anything about Erika Silverman's

whereabouts over the past week.

No stores, no restaurants, nothing.

There may actually be another way

to figure out where she's been.

Do we know where any of
the victims' cars are?

As far as I know,
they're in impound.

We need access to all 4 of them.

4?

We should also get
Grant Franklin's car.

He may have driven Erika somewhere
where she met the unsub.

There has to be something
in the victimology.

If Grant Franklin hadn't
come home when he did,

Erika would probably
still be alive.

So how did the unsub miss him?

It says he was out
of town last week

visiting family in Indianapolis.

Still, the violence of those kills

indicates he knew both victims.

'Cause the longer victims
are with the killer,

the more desperate the attack.

The unsub stabbed Erika
Silverman 17 times in the face,

Grant Franklin 34 times,
to the face and genitals.

It makes sense. The more
he perfects his routine,

the more invested he becomes.

Detective Kaminski,
have your men had any luck

canvassing the victims'
last known whereabouts?

None. I'm thinking of pulling
them off for the night.

That's a mistake.

Why is that? The vic's dead.

If he sticks to the pattern,

we've got another week
before he strikes again.

Because he's never
gotten this far before.

He's desperate to
play out his fantasy.

A man like this isn't gonna
stick to any timetable.

He's gonna try to
finish this tonight.

JJ, we need you on the news.

Narrow victimology. Let people know
that he's out there, right now.

I'm on it.

We still don't know where
he's finding his victims.

But we do know that Erika Silverman

lived in Green Hills.

That's 3 points and we finally have

our geographical comfort zone.

It's a good bet the
unsub lives somewhere

in this area,

and Erika is our
key to figuring out

where they met.

Oh, man, pancakes for dinner.

Is there anything better?

- No, there's not.
- Yay!

Hey, Jack, who are these guys?

This is you,
and this is the bad guy.

They're fighting.

Who wins, Jack?

Daddy. No one beats daddy.

Hey, Jack.

Aunt Jessie has almost
got dinner ready.

I forgot, what do
we do before we eat?

Wash our hands.

Good job.

Come on.

Daddy...

He built those himself.
I hope it's OK.

Of course.

Listen, I really appreciate
your coming over.

All your help and support,
it's been great.

He's my nephew,
and you're my family.

I'll be here as much as you want.

The bureau has offered
me retirement.

What did you tell them?

You know, Jack needs
me now more than ever.

That means being here full-time.

After Haley and I were apart,
he didn't have me very much,

and that was hard, but I knew
that at least he had his mom.

And, right now,
he really needs his dad.

Of course he does, Aaron.

We both know you and
Haley didn't separate

because you stopped
loving each other.

Your job just got in the way.

Your team needed you,

and despite this offer,
I doubt that's changed.

Maybe you don't need to retire.

What if I stayed with Jack
when you had to be away?

Jessica, I appreciate that...

Please...

It would mean a lot to me if you'd
let me help you out with Jack.

For Haley.

Garcia's got something.

I'm a girl genius 'cause
this is what I did.

I took the travel logs
from the GPS systems,

overlaid their routes against
the geographical profile

to reveal what the
paper trail could not.

Which was?

While Erika Silverman
is the only victim

who didn't visit a private club,

a concert, or go to
a fancy restaurant,

in the days leading
up to her death,

she did spend a couple of hours

at Cheekwood Botanical Gardens,
on Tuesday.

Garcia, did either of the
other victims go to the park?

No.

I don't know if
it's relevant, then.

It is when her navigation system
reads like a straight line.

To work, back home,
to work, back home.

I don't think she
ever left her house.

She even had her
groceries delivered.

What was she doing on Tuesday?

Let's find out.

Where is everybody?

Well, JJ and Reid are
checking out a lead,

and Prentiss is recanvassing
with Detective Kaminski.

Good. Then we can talk.

Rossi...

It's his team.

I'm not gonna stand
in the way of that.

It might not come to that.

What do you mean?

Strauss offered him retirement.

He'll never accept it.

Don't be so sure.

This job cost him his wife.

It cost him that a long time ago.

Which is why he won't
let it cost him his son.

What do you think he'll do?

It doesn't matter what I think.

What matters is whether you'll
be willing to step down,

if he comes back.

Or step up, if he doesn't.

I'm gonna do whatever
Hotch needs me to do.

He's lost enough.

Hey, Rossi.

You mind coming here for a second?

I want to throw something at you.

We profiled that our unsub recently
experienced a loss as well.

A loved one.

Probably a brunette who ran in
the same circles as his victims.

Right.

What if love wasn't the only loss?

I mean, we assumed
that because our unsub

could so easily navigate
our victims' upscale world

that he most likely shared the same
financial resources as his victims.

Because of his upbringing,
his sophisticated behavior.

But that behavior
is ingrained in him.

It's habit.

It's something he would
have learned as a child,

not as an adult.

If he didn't have
financial independence

but were still trying to
keep up his social status,

he'd be hemorrhaging funds.

We've been looking at
this the wrong way, Rossi.

We vetted the maids,
the gardeners, the pool cleaners,

anyone who had
access to the houses,

but who else might go unnoticed
in a privileged society?

Garcia here.

Garcia, check employee records

at each of the venues
the victims visited

in the week prior to their death.

Look for men spending
beyond their means.

A guy who's racked up
a lot of debt, Garcia.

Look at cars, wardrobes,

something that does not fit
their current income level.

A scholarship-funded private
school education maybe.

As you can see,

the park attracts a
variety of patrons.

Older couples,
walkers, tour groups.

We'll hold an occasional wedding or
concert series on our upper lawn.

Did you have any events
here past Tuesday?

Tuesday. Oh, we had a
corporate fund-raiser

between 4:00 and 7:00.

That's when Erika
Silverman was here.

An event up here would be a
hard sell for women in heels.

Well, most of our private
events hire valets

to drive the cars down
to the base of the park

so they don't have to
hike it up the hill.

Who has access to your
keys but goes unseen?

And to your GPS.

Dealerships program your home
address into the navigation system

before your car
even leaves the lot.

He had turn-by-turn directions
straight to her front door,

and the keys to get him inside.

Thank you...

Joe.

Please state your
desired destination.

Take me home.

Culpepper Valet Company handled
the fund-raiser on Tuesday, and...

The same company had contracts

with the hotel lounge
Bethany Heminger frequented

and the country club Melissa
Johnson was a member at.

That's our connection. JJ, get Rossi
and Prentiss to pick up the owner.

Right away.

All right, baby girl, talk to me.

I need employee records
and a list of venues

that Culpepper contracted
out to this weekend.

Oh, sug, check your email.
It hit your inbox 60 seconds ago.

Thanks, Penelope.

All right, Culpepper
contracted out to 3 venues

this weekend, 2 today.

We might be able to catch
this guy in action.

Unless he's already
with another victim.

The man we're looking for

would have been assigned to
Cheekwood Park on Tuesday.

Hold on, let me, uh,
pull the roster.

OK, we had 6 guys at
that site on that day.

He would have had very few
if any disciplinary citings.

He's proper. He appears to have
had a gentlemanly upbringing.

He's a romantic.
He would have talked about women

and love frequently.

He might have just ended
a long-term relationship

or lost someone close to him.

Belser. Joe Belser.

Him and his girl, they broke up.

When was that?

A few weeks ago. They were engaged.

Do you know what happened?

He was head over heels
in love with her.

And she was sleeping
with the best man.

The manager said Belser
picked up a shift

at the Vonner Street lounge.

Yeah, we're headed there right now.

OK. SWAT's gonna meet us
at Belser's apartment.

Garcia, did you find
anything else on Belser?

OK. He attended Southern
Charleston Preparatory Academy

on scholarship. His parents
died in a boating accident

6 years ago.

Belser lost his inheritance
in the Stock Market,

and since then,
he has been racking up debt

faster than he can pay it off.

He was engaged to society
magazine editor, Rose Smith,

until 6 weeks ago...

when it was called off.

And the chapel was
already paid for.

So he spent his entire savings trying
to live in the world of his fiancee.

She was his lifeline to the
society he'd grown up in.

Only to have her leave him
and wind up penniless.

Hey, Garcia, I don't suppose
Belser's car has a Lo-Jack system

on it, does it.

No. No such luck, boy wonder.

I need potential victims' names.

OK. We'll get back to you.

FBI! Open up!

Joe Belser, FBI!

If you're in there,
identify yourself!

It's clear here.

Clear.

Hey, uh, I think I found the
meaning of the rose petals.

Look at these.

Garage door openers?

Universal garage door openers.

This solves the problem
of having to copy the key.

Some drivers are smart
enough to use a valet key,

but no one thinks to take a
garage door opener with them.

That's how he got into
Melissa Johnson's house.

We only found prints on
the interior garage door.

We thought it was from when he
moved the dog into the garage.

People rarely think to lock a door

that lies beyond
another locked door.

Reid. He's not here.

A beautiful brunette,
late 30s, early 40s.

She would have been driving
a high-class SUV or sedan.

She only buys high-end.

No.

Thank you.

VIP?

Definitely.

Let me check the register logs.

This is a list of
all of our customers

who made charges in our
VIP section tonight.

They have their own attendant.

15 names. Only 6 were women.

Garcia, we need you.

Whatcha got?

All right, 6 names
used credit cards,

at the Vonner Street Lounge,
in the past 3 hours.

Jennifer Ketelson, Kiegan Murphy,

Heather Aldridge, Meg Natraj,

Ann Herron, and Katie Gotshall.

OK, I'm cross-referencing
the geographical profile

with financial records.

Oh, these 3 look good,

and one is a brunette.

Her name is Ann Herron.

She lives at 431 Pyle Street.

We got him.

Sweetheart.

Stop! No!

No, no!

We are going to be happy together.

No!

Don't you want this to work out?

No! Ohh!

Answer me!

No!

Annie!

I'm trying to make
this a magical night!

No! No!

No!

No!

You ruined this!

FBI! Put it down!

Uhh!

It's OK. You're gonna be OK.

Fantasy's over.

Is that what you did to them?

You hit them to shut them up

and then forced them to play
along with your sick delusion?

I love them.

You're finally gonna
meet your soul mate, Joe.

In prison.

Only you're not gonna be
able to push him around

the way you did those women.

And when he comes for you,

in the middle of the night,

when you're least expecting it,

you do me a favor.

Play along.

How is she?

She's strong. She'll make it.

But you don't survive something
like that without scars.

Scars remind us where we've been.

They don't have to dictate
where we're going.

I had a feeling I'd find you here.

Have you told her yet?

Told her what?

That you're coming
back to the team.

That fighting the bad
guys is who you are.

I don't have to tell her.

She already knows.

"What lies behind us
and what lies before us

are tiny matters compared
to what lies within us."

Ralph Waldo Emerson.