Loads of kids can't wait until they're 17. Senior year, the prospect of college, the sense that your life is about to start.

The year I was seventeen, my whole life was upside down.

Let's be normal, see bad movies

Sneak a beer and watch TV

We'll bake brownies or go bowling

Not long after I had turned 16, Dad and the team had a case that involved a serial killer who drugged and coerced people into committing his crimes. Before they arrested him, he managed to dose Hotch with whatever he used, but he was fine. Peter Lewis was behind bars and the team put the whole thing out of their minds.

That is until a year later.

Thirteen serial killers managed to escape from custody, one of them being Lewis. At first, the team thought they had him in their sight and then he managed to escape them again. For a while, he went quiet but that wasn't to last.

Jack and I had made plans to meet after school and head down to the BAU office together. We were still at different High Schools, but I was in the process of being transferred, owing to Mom and Dave moving in together. I had crossed the city and was waiting outside Jack's school gates. I knew I had plenty of time, Jack had sports after school, so I sat on the grass under a tree and took out my book. This week I was reading Spence's well thumbed copy of The Hound of the Baskervilles. I had just got to the part where Watson found Holmes up on the moor when I got the feeling I was being watched. Looking up slowly as if I was taking a break from reading, I scanned the grounds. There was nothing that stood out of the ordinary, just some families walking along the sidewalk and a few cars parked along the gate. I was about to return to my reading when I heard Jack shout my name.

"Jess!" he called, running over to me.

I smiled, put my book in my bag and walked over, "Hey!"

"Hey!" and he kissed me softly.

"How was practice?" I asked.

"Good." He grinned, "Hit a few home runs!"

I smiled, "Well done. Morgan will definitely be happy!"

"How are you?"

I nodded, "I'm good thanks." I paused.

"What?" asked Jack.

"I just had the funniest feeling that I was being watched. DO you notice anything unusual?"

Jack looked around and shook his head.

I shivered, "We should probably get going."

Jack took my hand and we walked out of the gates. We had a very casual conversation as we made our way through the city and on the train to Quantico. Jack was just filling me in on his history class (they were looking at the Vietnam War and he was debating whether to ask Dad for some information) when his phone buzzed. He looked down at it and his face went white.

"Jack?" I asked concerned, "Jack, what is it?"

He said nothing but showed me the phone. On the screen was a picture of the two of us, kissing in the school yard from half an hour ago. Under the photo was a caption that read So cute, so precious, but we all know what being in a relationship with the BAU means…

I looked up at Jack horrified. "Who sent that?"

Jack shrugged. "I don't know the number."

"But how did they get your number?"

"I don't know!" Jack sighed, "This is all very weird."

"I know…"

We got off the train and almost ran to the BAU building. Mom was there waiting for us, which was odd. She doesn't normally come and find us, I normally head straight to her office, say hi, dump my bag and go find the rest of the team.

"Are you guys ok?" she called as we made our way up the stairs. She pulled me in for a massive hug and I could feel that she was shaking.

"Yeah we're fine." I replied, "What's wrong mom?"

"We got a photo of you and Jack with a threatening message underneath…"

"We got one too!" said Jack, showing Erin the message. Mom looked at it and grabbed both our elbows.

"Inside!" she said.

People hurt us
Or they vanish
And you're right, that really blows
But we let go…
Take a deep breath

"Mom, what's going on?" I asked, scared now as she led us to the conference room. The whole team was there; JJ, Dad, Spence, Hotch, Tara, Luke and Penelope were all gathered round the table.

"Jack!" exclaimed Hotch, enveloping his son in the same bear hug that Mom had given me. Dad came over and hugged me tightly.

"What's going on guys?" I asked, smiling kindly at my parents as I looked round the table. "I felt like I was being watched as I waited for Jack, he then gets a threatening photo and message, apparently the same one you got and then your all here… what's going on?" I crossed my arms, staring at mom and Dave, almost daring them not to answer me.

Mom sighed, "Do you remember when the team went up to Maine and Aaron ended up being drugged."

I nodded. I had to physically hold onto Jack to stop him from getting on a bus to Maine to be with his dad.

"Well, there was a serial killer, called Peter Lewis…" she continued.

"Although the media referred to him as Mr Scratch…" added Dad.

Mom gave him a look and I smiled slightly, "Anyway, the team arrested him and came back, slightly worse for wear."

"And then there was the incident where Aaron was arrested last year." Continued Dad.

"I'm not going to forget that one in a hurry." Said Jack, smiling at his dad.

"Quite. But it was a whole distraction in order to instigate a mass prison escape. One of those serial killers was Peter Lewis."

"And now we believe he's made it his personal mission to attack this team." Said Aaron sadly.

"Which is obviously a problem." Said Mom. "It's like the Replicator all over again."

"Except this time, he's not keeping it specifically to the team members, rather their families as well." Said JJ.

I looked at Jack and he at me.

"So, what are we going to do?" asked Jack, "Jess and I have school, we start senior year in September and we're both applying for Princeton. We have to do something."

The adults looked at each other nervously.

"What are we going to do?" repeated Jack, crossing his arms.

Again no reply. I scanned the faces. No one, apart from Dad looked at me in the eyes. That's when I knew. They had already come up with a plan, one that neither Jack nor I was going to like. I placed my hand on Jack's shoulder and looked at him sadly.

"Jack…" I began.

"Jessie, we can't just sit here and not do anything. He could easily come for me or you to get at the team…"

"I know, but Jack, I think the adults have decided what they're going to do."

"Why won't they tell us?"

"Because they know that we won't like it…" I said tears in my eyes.

"How bad could it be?" he asked, pulling me close.

"We're putting you and Aaron into Witness Protection." Said Mom.

Can we be seventeen

Is that so hard to do?

Let us be seventeen

If we still got the right