𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 ━━ 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴

⠀⠀𝟬𝟳. ❛ BLOOD RUNS THICKER THAN WATER ❜

     "By saying 'Checkmate, Sin' the Scorpions are talking to me. They're checkmating me and I represent Sin to them. My arrest is the key to my father and the Red Scorpions' overall mission. I don't have a mother, so my father had me during a period of his life where he and Hennessy Lu were running around Canada, committing dozens of crimes. Instead of constantly reforming and giving birth the way Sin did, I am constantly being ablocated." I explained, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind my ear.

     "Ablocated?" Rossi asked in a curious tone.

     Nodding, I took in a deep breath as I turned around. These people ask too many questions. "The word ablocate is derived from the Latin word abloco— ab meaning from or away from and loco meaning place, put, lease, and hire. So, the two together means to put something or someone in a different place or to hire out. The word lease is a synonym of ablocate, which is a contract by which one party conveys land, property, or services to another party for a specified amount of time. Usually in return for a periodic payment of some sort." I explained, feeling a mild headache pulsing in the back of my mind.

     "They treated you like a prostitute, didn't they?" Spencer asked, and I could see him staring at me with sympathy out of the corner of my eye.

     I nodded solemnly, a rare river of shame trickled down my back as I suddenly felt uncomfortable. A feeling I rarely ever experienced. "I was used for my physical appearance, skills, and sex, to get what was needed from other rival gangs, clients, or allies." Once the words had left my mouth, the atmosphere in the tiny room shifted. Both of the women's gazes had softened and Rossi had uncrossed his arms, his brows furrowed as he looked me over. Shifting feet, Morgan looked at me with understanding eyes while Hotch and Spencer stared at me in deep concentration.

     "What skills do you have?" Jareau asked, rolling her shoulders back and sliding her hands into her back pockets.

     My skills were never discussed in the gang. Everybody knew what they were, so there was no reason to discuss them. I knew what my job was and I did it without hesitancy. I did it flawlessly, every time. "I have an advance sense of pattern recognition," I began, tossing the marker in the air again. "Which is useful, but my specialty is detecting behavior and lies, and impersonating others." 

     "Lies?"

     "Behavior?" I nodded as the agents all shared a common look that I didn't catch. My attention was solely focused on the board in front of me. The code felt like a slap in the face; they used something that was sacred to the gang against one of their own. But then again, I went against what I vowed I would never do to them. One slip was all it took. They had the power to destroy me with just a snap of their fingers. They had the power to break me down in a way that no one would be able to do, especially since they had my father back.

     No one to save Alex from evil. My eyes narrowed as I read over the last part of the code. The Red Scorpions wouldn't mention Alex's name if she weren't somehow important. There are over a million names in the world that begin with the letter A and I knew several people who had a name beginning with that letter, so why use Alex's name? She was an important key to all of this somehow. Even if she didn't realize it.

     I rubbed my eyes lazily as a wave of drowsiness trickled over me like gentle drops of rain. The last time I had gotten sleep of any sort was three days ago; I had been on the constant move. I was too busy to acknowledge the fact that sleep was something one's body needed.

     "Earlier, you said that two members from the gang stayed behind here in Vancouver to come and get you. Do you know where they would hideout or reside before they came?" Hotch asked after two minutes of absolute silence. Before I could answer the question, the door was thrust open abruptly. All heads snapped towards the entrance, including my own, as the Captain of Police marched in and straight over to me.