La Petit Feu

Giving a nod she agreed with him as she climbed out of the car,"Sounds like a good plan to start off with," she said as she walked next to him, "There is a tire place there, on the side - they probably change oil there too; we should see if they had any of that done," she told him as she checked her surroundings. There wasn't a whole lot that stood out to her.

Spencer nodded walking with her at a casual pace. He kept his eyes scanning around for details, 'so want to go with a friend visiting from France, I'm just showing you around getting you some things you forgot to pack?" he asked thinking of a simple cover story.

He spotted a few camera's on the street, that overlooked the car park. They would probably tape in black and white. He also noticed several stores around the outside of the mall, before they made their way into the mall proper. Spencer was trying to think of whether the witch angle could be tied into his theory somehow, because Dawn was correct in her assessment of the methodology, not only the cause of death of the women, but their positioning as well.

@ Jackson Wang.

Nodding she smiled a little as she looked at him, "Sounds to me," she said to him letting her accent fall heavier than it normally was, "You're such a good friend," she said touching his arm gently as she looked around then wet her lips.

Spencer had already noted to himself that she habitually wet her lips, he wondered whether it was simply a nerves thing, or something else. Dawn was clearly still a mystery to him, and he wanted to get to know her better. He walked with her slowly, falling into the role as they entered the mall.

"So how was your flight Dawn, I hope you weren't delayed too long," he said. He kept looking around and spotted a group of women looking for people to sign a petition for some cause, as he got closer he realised it was to do with the pay gap, and women's rights. To draw Dawn's attention to it he sighed softly, "So how's the equality fight evolving in France?" he asked.

@ Jackson Wang.

"It wasn't too bad, little boring but I was only two hours later than usual," she said to him smiling a little as she walked over to the petition and looked at their articles, "The fight over in france is doing quite well actually, I'm happy to help anywhere," she said and signed their petition putting the sticker on her cardigan and smiling a little as she turned back to him with a knowing look then continued to look around her eyes focusing in on faces of men over 30 - thats generally who she assumed would have a hate for it.

"It seems only youth are interested in this, haven't seen a woman over twenty six stop for it," she said to him, "Excuse me, miss," she said speaking to one of the women who were petitioning for the end of the pay gap. "Do you know this woman?" she asked as she pulled out a picture provided by the family.

"Oh yeah! she came by our rally like a week ago I think we were outside the petstore then though - she brought in like fifteen signed petitions from girls at her work," she said to her grinning. "And these women as well?" she asked pulling the folded pictures out of her back pocket.

"Yeah.. actually, are they okay?" she asked furrowing her brow.

Dawn nodded," Just...don't go anywhere alone okay ladies?" she said to them lightly with a small smile.

Spencer stood watching the crowd, and cameras that had a vantage point of the rally. He kept quiet letting Dawn talk with the witnesses, assuming it would be taken the wrong way if he just butt in. He noticed something and decided he should call Penelope to check it out. He pulled out his phone dialing the office.

"Hey Penelope, can you do a check on the feed from a camera?" he asked her. Penelope cheerfully replied, "Hey Doc, of course I can, but I need to know more about the camera."

Spencer gave her more specifics about the camera, it was a private cafe's camera system, that was wireless, the camera was overlooking the outside tables, but had been rotated to get a better view of the rally. A fact that seemed odd to Spence.

"Alright what did you want to know about the feed?" Penelope asked. "Is it black and white, and also can you dig up details of who's been watching the feed, and also if the same system has a feed overlooking a pet store? Also check that all the victims except Rosalie are on the tape" he asked. He was pretty sure the answer to the last question would be a no, but he wanted to check. If he was right they'd just found not only a connection, but a motive and a lead.

@ Jackson Wang.

"Okay ladies, if you need anything or remember anything or anyone here is my card just give me a call - okay?" she said to them and smiled a little as she walked over to Reid, "We should meet the others... think we got motive," she said to him gently as she looked at her phone then sighed. The last thing she wanted was for someone to be killing these girls for a reason like feminism - more reason to have it in her opinion.

Spencer had told Penelope that they would head back to the precinct and to get the others meet them when they could. He had hung up the call just as Dawn caught up with him, "Yeah, I let Penelope know, she'll call the others," he said lightly. He turned making his way back towards the SUV, "We should start building a profile, I think we have enough for a pretty good one," he commented.

He hated that something as right as feminism and equality was such a contentious issue in the US still. After all people liked to say the US was advanced and socially accepting. It was a real pity some people made those ideals impossible to pass off as accurate. He climbed into the SUV, "So how do you reckon the Witch angle ties in?" he asked her.

@ Jackson Wang.

She sighed a little then thought about it, "Women wanting more rights to fight for equality could be deemed evil, working with satan a morally corrupt woman must be a witch," she said as she looked at him then furrowed her brow, "He'd oppose womens rights but not outwardly so, he's probably a recluse and probably isn't married. He blames the femenist movement for his lack of spouse or girlfriend. " she said to him.

"When dating he is probably the ultimate gentleman - for a while anyway, then he becomes controlling," she said lightly.

Spencer drove back to the precinct listening to her profile. After he pulled up he turned, 'I think you're right, one amendment though, I would say 'If he dates he is..' I'm not sure someone that is this deep into hating women, would be able to date, but you're right if he's probably playing a perfect gentlemen to get these women isolated" he suggested. He hoped she wouldn't take it the wrong way, but he honestly believed with the level of suffering the unsub was inflicting on these women, the unsub had no intentions of finding a spouse.

@ Jackson Wang.

Dawn nodded a little as she listened to him, "He is a very sick man," she murmured softly as she thought about the fear those women must have had, "We make a good team, non?" she asked with a teasing smile then sat back in her seat. A part of her was worried that they wouldn't catch him but at the rate he was killing it'd be a matter of time - someone had to know who he was.

Climbing out of the SUV, Spencer nodded, "Yes I think we're a very good team," he agreed. He began heading inside, "hopefully Penelope can manage to narrow the suspect list by figuring out who had access to that camera," he said. "Also we might get some clues based on Rosalie's characteristics, because she's the only one targeted not through a black and white camera," he noted. He was thinking maybe Rosalie represented the key target of the unsubs rage, maybe a Wife that left him, or a long term partner, maybe mother or co-worker that he knew.

"Any of those could be a trigger," she said to him softly as she thought about it then sighed, "So we have a basic profile, now I guess we should let everyone else in on it," she was confident about this profile. The man had let them in on what his ideal was without even realizing it and part of her felt a little accomplished. Despite the jetlag and utter exhaustion she'd managed to be a viable part of the team.

@ A Drop On the Window

Spencer nodded lightly, "I agree, now at least we know what to look for." He walked inside with her and began putting up the details they'd developed and uncovered, while they waited for the team. He looked up once the others arrived, "Dawn's figured out a profile for our unsub," he said giving her credit. He figured it would help her become seem as valuable by the others, besides it was largely her contributions that led to the profile.

Aaron asked her to explain the profile to the team.

She explained her theory motioning Reid whenever she mentioned a point that he'd brought up, or corrected. "And with that I think that he must work somewhere close to the mall or in the general vicinity," she said to them, "and he probably lives in even closer - looking at where the bodies were dumped within a eight mile radius of where they were first seen by him,"

@ A Drop On the Window

Spencer left her to it, listening as she went over the details. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket, it was Penelope.

"Hey Garcia, let me put you on speaker with the team," he said putting his phone on the table. "So what did you find?" he asked.

Garcia explained that the feeds had been accessed by several foreign IP's and she was trying to build a list for them. That all the victims, except Rosalie, were definitely on the tape, but not being followed by anyone. That there wasn't a feed by a pet store, which confirmed Spencer's suspicion that Rosalie was the key.

"Thank's Garcia, could you do check based on the following things, run it against that list of IP's and known criminals in the area," he asked before listing the details of the profile. Garcia cheerfully popped back, "will do," before hanging up the line.

@ Jackson Wang.

A sigh escaped her as she rubbed her eyes a little then leaned against the table as she covered a yawn escaping her mouth, "Do we have any suspects at all?" she asked lightly as she looked between them.

"No we don't, you're dead on your feet - when did you land?" Aaron asked her putting a hand on her shoulder.

Dawn thought about it,"I landed on..wednesday," she said not even sure what day it was.
"Did you sleep?" he asked raising a brow.

"Uh no, I haven't," she said laughing sheepishly.

"It's friday, Dawn - Reid take her to the hotel so she can get some sleep," he said to him seriously, "then meet us back here,"

@ A Drop On the Window

Spencer had returned to the board and was staring at it spacing out into his own little world for a second. He turned when Aaron called his name. It took him a second to catch up with what Aaron had asked, "Oh okay, yeah that's probably a good idea," he acknowledged.

He lead her out to the SUV and drove her to the hotel, he told her which room was hers, then left her in the Lobby. He selfishly wanted to get back to the precinct to catch this guy. "If we get a lead I'll call the room," he promised Dawn, before he left and drove back.

@ Jackson Wang.

She nodded a little,"Alright, just let me know," she said as he watched him go then sighed as she walked to the elevator and went up to her room. As she walked into the door she gasped when she was grabbed around the waist then slammed into the wall knocking her unconcious.

@ A Drop On the Window

The team worked away for ages, trying to narrow their suspects, and dig up leads. The occasional comment and disclosure of a new fact the only thing breaking the silence that had befallen the room. The silence broke when Aaron's phone rang. The hotel had finally noticed that when she'd been hit Dawn had dropped her go bag, and room key, which had been hastily kicked out of sight. They informed Aaron that Dawn was missing.

"So Dawn was grabbed from the hotel, they can't find her," he explained to the team. It was a horrible thing for them to hear, they immediately knew it was probably related. And despite her being new, it still felt like a personal loss for all of them.

Spencer got mad, he should of stayed with her, or walked her to the room. He stormed out of the room, finding it hard to think. He found somewhere to collapse and think in silence.

@ Jackson Wang.