^Angela in the MM^

"What do you mean he fired you?" Saunders asked the young woman when she finally answered his call.

"He found out about August and he fired me." Holmes huffed. "I knew he'd be angry, but I didn't think he'd fire me." She ran a hand through her hair, watching the police scene through the windshield of her car. "I'm on my way back to the precinct to drop off my car and clearance card. I'll see you in a bit."

She ended the call and glanced over at the frustrated man in her passenger seat. His eyes were already fixed on her, his expression unreadable.

"What?" She asked.

He shook his head. "Nothing." It was a lie, something he'd become used to doing when he was around her.

The ride back to the police precinct began silently and August pressed his tongue against his cheek in thought. A low whistle left his lips. Angela recognized the tune as the same tune he'd whistled leaving her apartment after the two had hooked up.

"So uh...I guess we're done here then?" She asked the Private Investigator.

August gave a shrug. "Yeah, I guess. Order has always been more important to Todd than catching his man."

Holmes cast him a look at his shady remark. "Chresanto, you almost shot his daughter."

Kissing his teeth, the P.I. rolled his eyes. "Did not. The predator almost shot her. I shot him."

"You shot him in the hand and his gun went off." Angela knowingly stated. "With my gun, might I add."

"And the shot he fired was going to go off either way. He was going to kill her, Ang. You should know that by now. I saved her life." His voice was beginning to raise slightly in frustration. "And that ungrateful bastard took my badge and gave my promotion to Saunders' big headed ass." August was beginning to grow angry all over again as he climbed out of the now parked vehicle. "Face it, Ang. It was only a matter of time before Cap fired you too. You're a rule breaker...just like me."

Angela rolled her eyes at him, cracking a small smile. "Whatever."

And with that, August began his short walk to his vehicle, whistling a tune all to familiar to her ears.

———

"W-what are you going to do to me?"  Ariel asked the man as he entered the dark room.

His whistle ceased and a smile toyed at his lips as he clicked on a light, allowing her to see him. It was the same young man who'd known her name without being told.

"Oh how I love that question." He almost hummed, closing his eyes as if at peace. "Why I'm going to kill you, of course."

It was only then that Ariel noticed he'd been walking closer with slow steps that were calculating and... limping?

"But first...we'll have a little fun." His face was now inches from hers as he scanned her body with his hungry eyes.

In a moment's time, he was inside of her, his hand wrapped tightly around her neck as he thrust rhythmically inside of her while staring into her terrified eyes.

Shattered breaths left his slightly parted lips as he pressed her bare back against the wall and supported her with a hand under her thigh.

Ariel whimpered, her slender hands finding his hand that squeezed just tight enough to be a turn on. Her legs shook, her body enjoying the rocking vibrations his strokes sent through her core. But while her body was enjoying it, her mind was clouded with fear.

"Shit." The word left his mouth almost like a grunt and he paused, his head falling to her shoulder. His large member twitched inside her and he took in a breath. "Too soon."

After a few seconds, he resumed, his strokes rhythmic once more as he stared deep into her eyes.

He had deep chocolate eyes that you could almost get lost in and large lips that remained parted to allow panting breaths to escape. He continued to push into her over and over as if he were imagining someone else. Lust clouded his eyes and he bit his large bottom lip, keeping it held tightly between his teeth.

"Call me daddy." He mumbled, his deep brown eyes locked on the young woman as he increased his pace.

Ariel didn't speak. Her lips parted instinctively, but no sound left her mouth.

"Call..me...daddy." He repeated. His voice somehow grew deeper, almost a sort of growl, and Ariel could feel him twitching inside of her once more.

"D-d-daddy." She breathed the word out and immediately felt him release into her.

Grunts and groans followed as he pushed deep into her cervix, giving her everything he had with shuddered breaths. "Shit."

Once he came down from his high, he pulled out and took a step back, allowing her to fall to the mattress she hadn't noticed him standing on. "That was almost good enough to keep you alive." His deep voice vibrated off the walls and hit her ears, making her spine tingle.

He pulled up his pants and buckled his belt while whistling. "Almost." He repeated the word, a smirk pulling at his large lips. And off he went to get his cart.

———

*12 hours later*

"Good morning, Ms. Cramer." Sophia, a sophomore at Glenmore High School greeted her principal.

"Good morning Sophia." The cheery greeting was returned.

Sophia made her way to her locker, putting in her combination when a pair of hands covered her eyes. "Guess who?"

The teenager giggled and turned in her boyfriend's arms to plant a kiss on his lips. "Hi, babe."

After a few quick pecks, the two pulled away.

"How about we sneak in a quickie?" The teen boy asked Sophia, kissing her neck softly.

"I don't know, Kev." She returned as she grabbed her Chemistry textbook.

"C'mon. We could sneak into the bathroom that they've been renovating. No one is ever in there." He suggested with a shrug of his shoulders.

Sophia rolled her eyes playfully. "Okay."

With a wide smile, Kevin grabbed her arm and the two snuck off down toward the closed off restroom.

The two locked lips as soon as they pushed the door open and Kevin lifted Sophia up, placing his hands up under her thighs as she wrapped her arms around his neck and tangled her fingers in his hair.

"Do you have-" Sophia's sentence was cut short by the scream that left her mouth as she jumped down from her boyfriend's arms.

"What?" Kevin turned and immediately froze in his spot. "What the hell?"

There, stretched out on the floor of the abandoned restroom was the body of victim number 13.