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I stifled another yawn as Spencer, Derek and I stood in the room the police had given us. Derek's phone rang and he answered it, placing it on speaker phone.

"Talk to me, baby girl." Derek said

"You better get ready to get down on one knee, cause this BG Boo just earned herself one hell of a diamond." Garcia said

"What'd you find?" Spencer asked

"Scott Delfino's phone is a Hotch mess, hot mess, you know what I mean. Days scrambled like a Denver omelet on a Sunday morning. I can feel those smoldering get-to-the-point stares from here. So I will. If the name Ashley is on Scott's phone, I can't find it." Penelope said

"Penelope, this is sounding more like cubic zirconia." Derek said

"Bite your pretty tongue. I didn't stop at the first rejection. I did what you guys did. I profiled the guy. Scotty is a ladies man. Gets a lot of names and numbers, got to keep track of them all. What's a player to do, playa?" Penelope said

"He gave them nicknames." I said

"Right you are, gorgeous. Baby girls already taken. But Bunny wasn't." Penelope said. I couldn't help but smile slightly at the compliment.

"Tell me you got a number?" Derek asked

"Of course I did. Now so do you. Sending it now." Penelope said.

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Another body had been found, this time it was a woman. After checking her phone, we found that she was Ashley, the girl we had been looking for. It turned out that she lived in the same building as the boy whose best friend had been killed. The killing of Ashley wasn't planned.

The UnSub has been stalking the people who live in the building, and he kills anyone who is a bad influence on them. Almost like a parent, protecting those who live under his roof.

Spencer and Derek went to the building to try and find out if the UnSub was there, and they ended up finding the place he was staying and a scrapbook of a child. There was also a live video feed to someone's living room.

It turned out that our UnSub, Tanner, had lost a child last year, and his wife was pregnant again. He had been watching over her on a live feed to her home and she was due to give birth any day now.

The live feed was currently showing Tanner man handling his wife, Hannah. Her brother was lying dead on the floor. I shifted in my seat, feeling nerves and adrenaline kicking in. We had to get to them before he hurt her or the baby, and with Derek Morgan's driving, we probably will.

Derek cut off the sirens as we approached the street, not wanting to let the UnSub know that we were there. He pulled up to the front of the house and the three of us raced out of the car, guns drawn out of precaution.

Derek kicked the door down and burst through, his gun raised in front of him. I could hear Hannah crying from inside, it sounded like she was in Labour.

Spencer and I ran in after him as the UnSub pulled out a pair of fabric scissors and held them up to the Hannah's neck.

"Put it down." Derek ordered

"You can't be in here." Tanner said

"Tanner, think about what you're doing. You don't want to hurt your baby, do you? Not after what happened to Jeremy." Spencer asked firmly

"Go away! Just get out of here!" Tanner yelled. Hannah began to yell at the same time, evidently in pain.

"Hannah, how far apart are your contractions?" Spencer asked

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