I might be panicing. Just a bit. I admit, I have had a slight crush on Jace for a while. I mean, he's not bad looking, smart, good person, great taste in music (thanks to me). I mean what's not to like.

After he asked me to dinner a few days ago we arranged a time and place. Otherwise everything has been normal. I've done training with the agents, physical training included, and I have tried to solve the case of the man with who was stabbed.

So far all I got was a name. David Turner. He's a father and husband in Richmond Virginia. He was here on business. I was told by a doctor after surgery he didn't remember after he first lost consciousness. Which means he doesn't remember me. I told the doctor not to bring me up.

So far I know everything the FBI knows about the case and a little more. I saw someone running away. The FBI so far thought the suspect was a man but it was a woman.

This happened many times. Business men getting stabbed and robbed. 5 cases and only David lived. But today I do not focus on the David case I focus on my date with Jace.

He said it was nothing fancy. He wasn't the fancy type. Just dinner and a walk. I pull on some jeans, a white tank, and a dark green cardigan. I put on my converse and walk out with my satchel.

I walk to the restaurant where we where to eat. A nice place called S & G Restaurant. I see Jace wearing jeans and a white T-shirt. He smiles at me.

"Hey."

"Hey, glad you could make it."

"I wouldn't miss this for the world." We walk into the restaurant. We get seated and take the menu. After a while I glace at him and put my menu down. I stare at him.

He looks at me. He puts down his menu and leans down.

"Yes?" He says after a while of staring at each other.

"Have you listened to them? Green Day I mean." He sighs.

"Yes." He smiles.

"And?"

"They're great. 10 out of 10 recommend." He says. "So do you know what you want?"

"Yeah do you?"

"We did come here a lot when I was growing up. Yeah I know."

We talked for a while before the waitress came. We ordered our drinks and food. I ordered an sweetened ice tea as my drink and a club wrap. Jace ordered water and a BLT.

After our drinks came my phone buzzed. I looked down at it. A crime happened. I put my phone on silent and looked up.

"Sorry I thought is was on silent." I say. He smiles.

"So, your crime room. Anything interesting?" He asked.

"A man named David Turner. He was stabbed and robbed. It happened to four other visiting business men. He was the only one to survive."

"I heard about that on the news. He said someone saved him. He doesn't remember the man that attacked him." I took a sip of my tea. I stared mockingly at him. He laughed. "I have a feeling some of my information is incorrect." I nod and set my tea down.

"A woman attacked the men. When robbing men usually use a gun, not a knife. And no defense wounds on the bodies. They where stabbed then robbed. And I have a witness the FBI doesn't. The person who saved David Turners life. Me."

"I knew it! The day I asked you out on this date you weren't answering your phone for a few hours. You have to tell the FBI their unsub is female."

"Jace, why would I do that? They'll figure it out when David remembers more."

"Maybe I can help you with the David case. I am salutatorian after all." My smile widens.

"How about after lunch we go back to my place for the David case instead of a walk?"

"Or, we could walk back to your place. Since we both walked here."

"You know what you're right." Their food came and they ate. After that they walked back to my apartment.

When we got inside I opened the door to my profiling room. It was messing. I put some stuff on the table to clear the floor. I went over to my computer area.

I put my phone on the table. I checked the crime. Someone escaped prison. I'll check more on that later. I typed a few words and some information comes on the screen. The other information is on my board.

"Wow. You did all this in three days?"

"The BAU did the same in two. They just don't know the unsub is female. So what do you think? Anything I missed?"

"Where where each of the victems before they died?"

"They all used their credit cards at a bar called Roman's Pub. Before you ask all the works don't match the person I saw fleeing the sence and have a perfect record only a few DUI and DWI."

"Okay, trying looking for women with a record that fit the description of the woman you saw fleeing the sence. What did she look like again?"

"No need for that." I point to the table. "Victims phone. A picture of the unsub and the victim. Bring it here." Jace does as asked.

"Elizabeth Cameron. You have so many leads. You should really tell the agents you're training with." I plug the phone into the computer. The picture shows up on the screen.

"You realize hacking into the BAU's database to find information is illegal?" I run here face through the police database.

"Still. Ever since you told me you solve crimes and then telling the police I've looked at you differently. I mean, you've remembered things for before we met when you were like three. So many secrets." You have no idea.

"We'll this is different. And by different, I mean illegal. So let's keep this on the hush hush for now."

"Sure thing." The computer dinged. Alex Bailey, arrested once for aggravated assault on a business man who she claimed tried to rape her.

"The picture matches." I grab my phone. I plug it into the computer so it bounces the signal around. I call 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" I heard a voice say.

"The David Turner case. A suspect is Alex Bailey." I hang up. I then stand up turn to Jace.

"I had a great time today." He says. I smile.

"I had a great time to. Maybe we can do this again. But let's go to a movie, I haven't been in a while." I say.

"How about Friday?" He says as we walk out of the profiling room.

"Sounds great. See you at school." He waves goodbye and leaves. I get my phone and check the crime that dinged at the restaurant.

Oh no. No he's supposed to be locked up. He's supposed locked up at Virginia Department of Corrections. He is to never see the light of day again.

My father has escaped prison.