Giving you a rundown of the characters ranks in case you get mixed up:

Chief- Lin Beifong- runs entire Police Force

Lieutenant- Tenzin- is in charge of what cases they take

Sergeant- Kuvira- she is Tenzin's second. Works cases with the Krew, but they defer to her in certain situations

Detectives:

Mako and Iroh often partner up

Korra is currently partner-less due to her former partner's resignation

Bolin and Kuvira were partners before she took the sergeant's exam. They still partner up when needed

Asami is the new detective transferring in from Narcotics in Ba Sing Se

Computer Wiz- Opal. The team utilizes her skills for various things

Medical Examiner- Kya

Jinora- Criminal Profiler

Chapter One

"I don't care what your wife will do to you if she finds out. You should have thought about that before you started having an affair." Iroh slams the pictures of the dead woman in front of the shaking man. He tries to turn his head, but Mako grabs his face and pushes it closer to the pictures.

"Oh, no. Don't look away now. You see those bite marks on her shoulder, those rope marks around her neck? You did those."

"No, no, I didn't! I swear it. I'm being set up."

Kuvira and Korra observe the exchange through the glass. This is going nowhere and they both know it.

"What are you thinking Sergeant?" Korra asks her. She's still not referring to the woman as her senior. Kuvira catches it, but doesn't say a word about it. She knows how everyone feels. She's always been the most ambitious and now that she outranks them, their friendships have become awkward, especially her friendship with Korra.

"Well, I don't think that this is our man. He can barely look at the pictures without gagging. He's scared shitless and I don't think he has the balls to cut up a woman like that."

"Hmm, I agree. But, I think that he knows the killer. He can help us make the connection."

"Call them out of there. Let's give the man a break," Kuvira orders. Korra knocks on the window three times, getting the boys attention just as Bolin rounds the corner nearly running into his sergeant.

"He's not our man. We just got another victim."

#

Tenzin stands at the front of the room rubbing his long beard as he waits for his daughter to set up. He flew her in from the Eastern Air Temple where she was working on her thesis concerning the genocide of the monks that used to reside there. She's going to step in and help on this case. They had all worked with her once before when she helped profile an arsonist turned murderer. She had done a great job then and they all know that she'll do great now.

"As you know, because of the similarities of this recent murder and Opal cross searching for these types of kills on a more precise scale, we were able to find out that this is kill number six. The killer is traveling from the west and we need to catch him before he decides to leave and before the media gets wind of this and spooks him off. The chief is breathing down my neck to have this case closed within the next two weeks and if she's not happy, she's threatened to shut this entire task force down."

There are voices of protest from everyone.

"Calm down. I know that you do great work here and I don't want that to happen. I believe in you. We can solve his. The killer made a mistake coming into or territory. You do whatever's necessary to solve this one." Tenzin sits down and Jinora steps up as Kya, the medical examiner walks into the room and stands off to the side.

"Hi, guys. I wish we were meeting under better circumstances, but we'll handle our business first and then catch up later." She smiles even as she turns the powerpoint on. The first slide is of all the victim's faces. Each one has the same bite marks and rope burns on their neck. Each victim is also a brunette.

"So, each of the six victims are women in their late twenties or early thirties. They are all brunettes and about 130lbs. There is nothing common about where they lived, but there may be something common about their shopping habits. All the women ate pretty healthy diets and more than likely shopped at farmer's markets. They also probably walked to those locations, making it easier to follow them and learn their habits."

She goes to another slide.

"Each woman lived alone. No pets, no live-in boyfriend, if they had a boyfriend at all. The killer would have no problems with pets attacking or boyfriends walking in while he attacked. The women were all chloroformed, tied up, bitten repeatedly on their shoulders and inner thighs."

"They were raped with a foreign object, probably a bottle, before they were strangled repeatedly. The killer had some resuscitation knowledge because trauma to the ribs and lungs show that they were revived repeatedly before finally being asphyxiated to death," Kya says.

Jinora nods and continues. "Then, the women were stripped naked, washed with soap and bleach, had their nails clipped, placed in their beds, and the scene was vacuumed."

"So, has there been any DNA evidence discovered to tie to someone if we catch them?" Bolin asks, pen in hand from taking notes.

"What DNA has been at the scene was mishandled in one of the cases and destroyed."

"Great," Kuvira mutters.

"Right. So, we need a confession," Iroh says, stating the obvious.

"Let me point you in the right direction. I believe that our suspect is a white male in his late forties. He's read up on a lot of DNA evidence and crime scene literature and probably is a college graduate with a degree in Criminal Justice. He doesn't work for the police, nor does he actually do anything with his degree. He's had some issues with women and chases for women that are out of his league. He probably works at these farmers markets as a distributor because he gets to travel from place to place. He travels around three or four cities at a time before he finds a mark or two that he likes. Then, he spends time watching them, chatting with them, and getting them to let their guard down. Since there is no sign of forced entry, the women seem to know him. I would check out all the local famer's markets and look for a man who is supposed to be working, but is taking far too much interest in particular women."

"Okay, Mako and Iroh, I want you to go back to both of the women's places and find anything we may have missed. Any tiny shred of evidence will be helpful. Bolin, I want you to talk to their friends and family, find out if there were any new men in their lives or if there were any sudden changes to their routines. Korra, you and I are going to hit those farmer's markets up first thing in the morning. Opal, I want you to look through our files and find any patrol officers that will be able to handle some short undercover work. I want to speak with them in the next hour."

Tenzin nods as Kuvira takes charge and leaves the room to handle the rest of the business that we must attend to.

"So, what are we going to do for the rest of the night?" Korra asks.

"We're going to look through these files and see if there's anything that we missed."

They all groan as they grab a box.

#

It's seven a.m. when the team returns. They were going through the files until two in the morning, only going home to get a little rest and a shower. Today is going to be a long day and they all knew that they couldn't go home until they got some results. They had worked on two serial killer cases before. They were always the most frustrating and difficult. One of them never got solved. That was the case of the Dragon Flats Ripper. The crimes just stopped one day and the team assumed that the killer either relocated or simply got arrested for a petty crime and was sitting in prison now.

Mako is going through his box again, mumbling about something that he saw through his delusionally tired state last night. After five minutes of grumbling, he pulls something out with a triumphant yell.

"What is it, Mako?" Bolin asks.

"This note from one of the girl's friends said that she had complained about the creepy guy from the store bumping into her on the street one day and then trying to smell her hair."

Kuvira and Korra perk up as Iroh steps in with his coffee. "What I miss?" he asks.

"Mako, might have found something. Does it say anything else about him?" Korra asks.

"Um, he drove away in a loud, beat up car."

"Okay, that's a start. It's a possibility that he doesn't have that car anymore, but I'm guessing that the car he drives will not be a new model anything. It will be something that is easily forgettable," Kuvira tells us.

They all nod.

"Let's get a move on. Daylight is burning."

#

"So, sarge, when is this new team member of ours getting into town?"

"Can you stop doing that?"

"What?"

"Saying sergeant as if it pains you. You could've taken the exam too ya know," Kuvira snaps as she grips the steering wheel tighter.

"And you could've told me that you were going to. You just blindsided us. Me."

"It's not my job to tell you every little thing that I'm doing. You knew the exam date was coming up and you knew that I had mentioned in the past that I was interested. Stop freaking acting like I did something wrong. I want to further my career. How is that wrong?"

"You want to rule over us is what it feels like."

"You're an ass, Korra."

"Well, so are you, Kuvira, I mean sergeant."

She slams on the brakes and grabs Korra by the collar. Korra glares at her, but doesn't move.

"Fuck you, Korra. I thought we were friends." Kuvira releases Korra with force and hits the gas again before the people behind them can protest. The rest of the car ride is silent. She never even answers Korra's question about the new detective.

#

"Thank you and once again, I'm sorry for your loss. We'll do all we can to bring her killer to justice," Bolin tells the woman's younger sister.

"Just, just don't forget about her. I don't want her to end up another one of your cold cases. She was my sister."

"We won't, ma'am. We promise we won't forget about her."

"Say her name."

"Excuse me?"

"Say her name. Say my sister's name."

"We won't forget about Keri, we promise."

The woman squeezes Bolin's hand and nods, a tear falling from her eye. He leaves her, having gotten the information that they needed. He just had to go to the other victim's family's house- to Becca's house.

#

Korra and Kuvira walk together as if they're shopping. Even though they're angry with each other, they enjoy teaming up together because it doesn't happen often. They think so much alike that it just flows. But, Kuvira is such a serious type the Bolin is a great partner for her. He sees the world in such a different way than she does that he often catches things like motivations that she could easily miss. Every single one of their team has something to offer and Kuvira wouldn't trade them for the world.

Mako and Iroh do great undercover. Mako can sometimes have issues because in some cases, he's so by the book, but he can manipulate people extremely well that they don't even realize that they've just told him their life story. Iroh is the weapons specialist. She's the best shot with a sniper rifle and he never gets upset. Korra is a force. When she sets her mind to something, her determination can be the scariest thing ever. She's argued to Tenzin to take plenty of cases because she couldn't just let it go. She's the reason why they clear most of their cases. She has to see it through until the end. Bolin is loyal and friendly. He knows how to talk to people when they're upset and how to calm things down when they get out of hand. He notices when there's a little girl hiding in her closet to get away from her screaming parents or when a little boy is afraid of his uncle and won't say anything. Then, there's Kuvira. Kuvira is driven and tactical. She's great with weapons as well, but strategy is where she excels. That's why she wanted to be sergeant. She wanted to come up with the best plans to bring her team home every night. It's just too bad that they couldn't see it.

"Look to your nine o'clock," Korra tells Kuvira. Sure enough when she looks, there's a man hauling boxes of produce from a truck, but he can't seem to tear his gaze away from the woman in small white shorts. Every time he sets a box down, he looks for her again through the crowd.

"I see him. Let's keep moving and watch him for a few minutes."

#

"I think I've got something," Iroh tells Mako. He pulls out his cell phone and takes a picture of the piece of evidence from different angles before picking it up with tweezers."

"Is that a piece of a rubber glove?"

"I think so. Let's hope that it has some DNA on it so we can nail this bastard." Iroh puts it in an evidence bag and then helps Mako continue to look around.

#

"Jinora, I am so tired of staring at this computer. But, with the search filters, I think that I have it narrowed down from five thousand suspects to twelve. All these men are new to the area and have been using their credit cards near the farmer's markets."

"Good, now have any of them traveled to the other cities where the crimes have occurred within three months of that crime?"

She types away on the keyboard. "Only two."

"Great. Send that to the team and to my phone. I'm going to clean up this profile a bit."

A set of heels clack on the floor causing both women to look up. A beautiful, green eyed, dark haired woman with flawless makeup and a red skirt suit steps into the room. She's holding a bunch of papers as looks up as she stops right in front of Jinora and Opal.

"He's not going to confess unless it's something in it for him. DNA evidence is our best bet and there's no way that we'll be able to get that from the other scenes. If we can scare him into thinking that he'll be arrested soon, he may panic and try to do one more girl before he goes down. Then, we can catch him in the act," the woman says.

"Um, and you are?"

"Oh, I'm sorry; I just got caught up there." She extends her hand and they both take it after another. "I'm Asami Sato, the unit's new detective. I just transferred in from Ba Sing Se."

#

Kuvira discreetly takes a picture of the trunk and the man before circling around to another stand where they're selling fresh fruits. Korra has made her way closer to the man until she's within speaking distance. That's when Kuvira calls her. Korra's phone rings and she accidentally drops her bag as she fumbles with her phone. The man notices her clumsiness and steps over to help her. She tells the caller that she'll have to call back as she thanks the man and helps put her contents back in her bag.

Korra pats him arm in appreciation and asks the man who saved her for his name.

"It's Harris."

Korra smiles. "Thank you, Harris. I'll even buy some of the goods that you've unloaded."

He tries to pay attention to Korra, but he's still eying the young brunette. Korra narrows her eyes, but makes her face neutral once her turns.

"That will be nice of you, ma'am. It will certainly help with keeping me employed." He chuckles.

She thanks him again and walks to the stand. She asks the person running it for a business card and then goes on her way after buying some more fresh food. At least she'll have dinner for the next few days. She walks to the car where she's meeting Kuvira. Kuvira is already in the driver's seat and on the phone when Korra slides in. She holds up a finger telling Korra to wait and then she finishes her conversation.

"Looks like we've got some good news. Let's get back to the station."

"What about our guy?"

"We don't have enough on him yet. He's found his mark, but he won't do anything for at least a week. We have time to plan."

"Or, we can just take him now."

"And then he'll lawyer up immediately. I know you're ready to end this, but we have to be smart."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"No, Kuvira. I'm sorry for what I said. We are friends, and I am happy for you. I'm jealous, but I'm proud that you're following your dreams."

"Thanks, Korra."

"You're welcome, sarge."

Kuvira punches Korra in the arm.

#

They arrive back at the station where Bolin, Opal, Jinora, Mako, and Iroh are crowded around a woman with jet black hair. They are all talking quietly amongst themselves and pointing at particular things on a sheet of paper.

"Honey, we're home," Korra announces once they reach the threshold. The woman in the center flips her hair over her shoulder and turns to look at the duo. "Holy-," Korra begins, realizing she's said it aloud. The rest of the group looks up at her as the woman smiles and stands. "Um, hello," she says, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Ms. Sato, I'm glad to see that you've made yourself at home." She extends her hand. "I'm Sergeant Kuvira Beifong and this is Detective Korra." She introduces her as Asami turns to shake Korra's hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all. I'm looking forward to working with you. In fact-," She's all business now, turning on her heel and reaching over Mako to grab the paper that they were looking at. "I think that we're much closer to solving this than we thought."

"So, you've already looked over the case?" Kuvira asks.

"Of course. I've gone through all the files as well as the new evidence that the others just discovered. We can catch this guy within a week."

Beautiful and determined. For Korra, that's a dangerous combination. She can't take her eyes off of the woman in front of her, dressed in all red, and already so confident of her place in the krew. Korra realizes that this is her new partner and gulps.

"Hmm." Kuvira scans the paper.

"We were able to narrow down the suspects to two people. Each one has traveled to the places where the victims lived." Jinora points at the pictures of the suspects on the board. One of the names is Daniel James and the other is Ryan Armstrong. One look at Ryan's picture reveals that he's the man in from the farmer's market.

"Him. That's him. He's using an alias. Harris."

Opal slides back over to her computer and types in the name. Then, she shakes her head and types something in again. After a few minutes, the printer goes off and she snatches up the documents. "He's been using fake names to work, but he's been using his actual credit cards when he buys necessities. But, under Harris, you can see that he frequents hardware stores."

Iroh takes the paper with the name of the stores. "I'm going to check into this."

Kuvira nods. "What else?"

"There was a piece of a glove left at the last scene that we missed. I logged it straight into evidence and put a rush on the results," Mako says.

"Good job, bro," Bolin says. "I got something too."

"Well, let's hear it."

"I talked to the sister. Keri's sister. She said that a man that worked at a store or something that she went to was asking about apartments in her area. He was wondering about security in the area."

"Did she have a time or date?"

"Um." Bolin looks through his notes. "Sometime last week around 1 to 3 p.m. I think that it was a Thursday or Friday."

"On it," Opal says.

"Okay, so we have this man that uses an alias when he works, tries to insert himself into the victim's lives, drives an old, nondescript vehicle, follows the victim for about a week or so before making his move and moving on after two or three kills. What info did you two gather?" Jinora asks.

"Oh, he's definitely found another mark. She was alone, brunette, in her late twenties, pretty, nice figure. He definitely could be her father, but the way he was watching her was anything but fatherly," Korra says.

"Did you get her name?" Asami asks.

"I couldn't get close enough without tipping him off, but I got a picture of her, his work van, a picture of him, and we have a business card for his company."

"Opal?" Jinora begins.

"Just set it down, I'll get to it in a minute."

"I want to speak with the woman. Our best bet is to let him come to her and stop him. We can pick him up, ask him questions, but don't let on that we have as much evidence as we do. If we scare him, he'll make a mistake," Asami says.

"And what if it doesn't work?"

"It will," she says passionately. Her green eyes shine and it's not missed by Korra.

"For the sake of argument, if it doesn't work and he skips town, then what?" Iroh asks, challenging her.

"We're going to watch him closely. He's not going to leave a mark once he's set on her."

"She's right about that," Jinora says.

"If that DNA evidence doesn't pan out, this will be our only chance. We pick him up in front of as many people and anger him. He'll be embarrassed and won't be thinking clearly because he'll scramble to change his plans. We let him be questioned by a female and let him think that he has control of the situation and then we let him go, thinking he's won." Asami crosses her legs and glances up at Korra so quickly that she almost misses it.

"Okay, as I'm scanning the security footage, here's the woman. Her name is Miko Thompson. She lives on 1489 W. Temple Blvd. She lives alone, and attends RCU." Opal hands the info to Asami.

"Korra, go with her. Convince her that she's in danger and get her to work with us to bring this guy down." Kuvira turns from them and looks at Mako. "Since Iroh wants to check out the store, you and Bolin are going to pick him up. Jinora, are you up for watching me question this guy?"

"Of course."

"Good. We're doing this, now. Opal, keep checking that footage."

Notes:

So, I'm doing this again. I really did not intend to start a new Korrasami fic for a few months, but I was working on some other things and this idea would not leave my head. I couldn't get anything done and it was driving me crazy.

(Don't get me started on my Orange is the New Black type fic with the girls or my bank heist one. Why oh why must my head be filled with these possibilities? I don't have time to write those.)

Anyway, Fangs and Magic is still on pause for a little bit, especially because I really am working on two books at once.

Hopefully, getting my head clear of this one will open me up to writing the other things that need to be written.

I hope that you enjoy this, though. I like to think of this as a cross between Law and Order: SVU and Chicago PD (Sophia Bush, that is a beautiful woman). We'll see how it goes.