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Lacy here kids. It's finally happened. No I haven't gone crazy...I'm already there. No I've finally written a story with another author. Everyone say Hi to Katie. (Hi everybody!) We've decided to do something we think will make many people happy. Making Detective William LaMontagne Jr. the unsub. Now who isn't going to want to read that? Don't want to give too much away but it does involve Henry. Have fun.
Disclaimer: Katie and I don't own Criminal Minds. Pardon us, we're going to go cry now. (We're just starting now? I think I'm ahead of the times!)
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"Don't cry honey" Will's accented voice drawled. "I won't hurt you JJ" he whispered. The originally brunette woman had just endured watching her husband being beaten and having her beautiful hair dyed blonde. She was now lying on the bed with Will next to her.
"Please, honey, don't kill me" she pleaded, hoping to make Will see that she was willing to play along. Will stroked her cheek softly before he pulled his hand back and slapped her hard. She wanted to cover her cheek to take some of the sting away, but the chains that held her hands to the bed post didn't allow for much movement.
"Don't call me honey!" he screamed at her. The woman whimpered as he shifted slightly on the bed so now instead of kneeling next to her, he was hovering over her. "Now, let's see why you chose this guy instead of me" Will said as he started touching her. The woman whimpered again and closed her eyes. Her husband was still sitting in the corner. She thought he was unconscious, but little did she know that he was slowly bleeding to death.
Dave sighed and ran a hand through his hair. They had a case Fredericksburg, VA and had been working on it for a week. Sadly they weren't any closer to catching the unsub then they were when they started. But thankfully since it was about a half an hour from Quantico, they got to go home every night. He looked over at his tired team members. They were all dragging and needed sleep. Not that any of them slept when they did go home. He and JJ were up with Henry who was going through a phase of not wanting JJ to leave him and he wasn't too happy about Dave leaving either. And he knew Emily and Aaron were still adjusting to having Jack with them all the time after losing Haley. Morgan was still trying to fix things with Garcia after his screw up with Tamara, the sister of a former victim. The only person probably getting any sleep was Reid because he had Austin at home, there to help him focus on other things; at least for the night.
"Dave." Dave pulled out of his thoughts and turned to find JJ behind him.
"Yeah Jen?" Dave asked.
JJ looked concerned. "I called your name four times."
Dave smiled slightly at the blonde. "Sorry sweetheart, I was lost in my head."
Morgan, who had overheard Dave's comment, smirked. "Careful man, one of these days you may not find your way out."
Dave and the others chuckled. "Real funny Morgan; you might try looking in a mirror with that advice."
Hotch was fighting a smile as he watched his old mentor and his younger colleague bicker.
"Ok let's go over this again" he said, reclaiming his roll as leader.
The team gathered around the table and started going over the case.
"The unsub has a type. He kills couples. Older men and younger women" Emily started. "The women were either blond naturally or the unsub dyed their hair before death."
Reid took over. "He beats the men violently and rapes the women before finally slitting the women's throats approximately forty eight hours after the beatings and rapes begin."
Morgan cleared his throat. "Victimology, the couples all held high paying, high power jobs. Three of the males were both CEOs and the second woman owned her own restaurant while the first was just promoted to CFO."
Hotch glanced at his watch. "Alright, let's take a break. It's past lunch and we've been at this since this morning."
The team closed their folders and left, Emily and Hotch hanging behind to straighten up.
"Have you noticed?" Emily asked once the others were gone.
Hotch frowned. "Noticed what?"
Emily waved at the pictures of the victims, post killing. "The couples could easily be Dave and JJ."
Hotch nodded. "I noticed. Dave said he and JJ are trying not to focus too hard on it. Dave wanted JJ off the case."
Emily raised a brow. "How'd that go?"
Hotch smirked. "Remember when I was late coming home Tuesday?" Emily nodded. "Dave needed me to pick him up here and drive him home. She left without him and made him wait outside for over twenty minutes before letting him in."
Emily shook her head. "He should know better then to try that. JJ's too strong willed."
"I don't think Dave will forget that again." Hotch said. He grabbed his suit jacket. "Ready to get some lunch?"
Emily grabbed her own coat. "Have you ever known me to turn down food?"
Hotch laughed. "Not to my knowledge."
"Wow!" Will breathed as he rolled off of his latest victim. Her eyes were still shut tightly, fighting off the tears. She whimpered through the duct tape that Will had put on when she had started screaming for help. "I missed you baby" he cooed as he brushed the back of his hand over her cheeks. She wanted to flinch away, but didn't want to feel the power of his hits again. Her wrists and ankles hurt from her trying to get away. "Don't worry babe, I'll take good care of you."
She watched as Will pulled his boxers and pants up before heading up the stairs. She tried, in vain, to get her wrists free so she could help her husband. She stopped her struggles when the door opened and Will yelled down.
"I'll be back with a friend" he called before the door was shut again and the locks were set in place. She cried as she continued to pull her hands free. She looked over to see that her husband had stopped moving. She cried harder as she realized what was going to happen to her.
"Hello, Welcome to Kid's Domain! Is there something I could help you with sir?" the woman at the front counter. Will pasted on a friendly smiled before he pulled out his driver's license.
"Hi, my son, Henry, is here and his momma wanted me to pick him up" Will said.
The woman took the driver's license and made sure his picture matched his face. She then turned to her computer and typed a few keys.
"New Orleans huh?" the woman asked trying to make conversation as the computer loaded. Will laughed.
"Yeah, his momma and I split and she works for the FBI so she's busy and since I came all the way up here to see my son, she told me to pick him up" Will lied impressively. He had been working on his cover story ever since he had left.
The woman smiled and watched her computer as the monitor beeped with results. She frowned as she read over the info.
"I'm sorry sir, but your not on the list" she replied. Will looked at her confused.
"The list?" he asked.
The woman nodded.
"Yes there is a list of certain people who may take the child home. There are several people listed for Henry Rossi, but unfortunately you aren't on here so I can't let him go with you" she replied. Will's vision was a red haze.
"Who is on the list for Henry?" he asked through clenched teeth.
The woman didn't seem to notice his change in temper due to Henry's last name.
"Well… Mr. David Rossi and Mrs. Jennifer Rossi, Mr. Aaron Hotchner and Mrs. Emily Prentiss Hotchner, Ms. Penelope Garcia, Mr. Derek Morgan, Mr. Spencer Reid, Ms. Austin Hazel, and Ms. Jessica Brooks" the young woman recited.
Will knew most of the names but Brooks and Hazel. He smiled again, trying to keep his cool demeanor.
"You couldn't make an exception just this once?" Will asked seductively.
The woman sighed and looked around to make sure her boss wasn't around.
"Only for you" she responded before going and getting the small boy. She passed Henry off to Will and then handed him the diaper bag.
"Thank you" Will drawled out.
The woman looked like she was about to faint, so she just nodded and waved to Henry as Will took him away.
Morgan walked down to Garcia's lair and knocked on the door frame.
"Hey Mama." he said.
Garcia turned with a small smile. "Hey Sugar. I didn't think you guys were ever going to leave the conference room."
"Hotch let us out for lunch." Morgan said, sticking his hands in his pockets. "Feel like coming with me?"
Garcia's smile grew. "Sure, give me two minutes."
Morgan nodded and leaned against the wall. Things were getting easier with them. It had been hard, once Morgan saw what he did wrong. But once he did, he had basically done everything to make it up to Garcia and they were slowly getting back to normal, which helped the team. When Morgan and Garcia were off, the whole team was off. It was like that whenever any of them were at odds with each other. Garcia stood with her purse.
"Alright my Chocolate Adonis, let's get some grub" she said.
Morgan laughed and took Garcia's hand as they walked out of her office.
Reid sat in his chair just as his cell rang. He placed down his lunch and pulled it out.
"Reid."
"Hey Spence." Reid smiled as he heard the voice at the other end.
"Hey Austin. How's work?"
Austin laughed. "I was just about to ask you that. It's not too bad. A book store is actually a nice place to work. It's quiet most of the time and people are actually a lot nicer then any I served in the bar."
"Well I would think readers would be more quiet then drinkers" Reid replied.
"How's the case?" Austin asked.
Reid sighed. "It's not going anywhere. Hotch let us break for lunch then I think we're heading back out to the crime scenes. Hopefully we can get a break."
JJ laughed as Dave recounted another 'Early Strauss' story. He had tons of them and they would all embarrass the Section Chief if they ever got outside the BAU team.
"If she knew you were telling me this" JJ teased warningly.
Dave waved away her warning with a small hand gesture and a smile. "Oh she won't do anything to me. And even she wanted to, she wouldn't dare."
JJ pulled open the door to Henry's daycare. "Be careful Dave, you may not be as powerful as you think."
Dave kissed JJ's head. "Trust me Jen, I am."
JJ rolled her eyes. "I was trying to pull your ego in. Obviously that's not possible."
Dave shook his head. "Nope. Now let's see our boy."
They walked up to the main desk and smiled at the woman, Becky.
"Hi Becky," JJ greeted the receptionist warmly. "We're here to see Henry."
Becky frowned. "Henry was picked up almost an hour ago."
JJ and Dave stiffened.
"What are you talking about?" Dave asked; his tone hard.
Becky paled. "He was picked up an hour ago by his father."
JJ paled as well.
"Dave is his father" she responded quickly.
"Who was it?" Dave asked.
Becky looked at her records.
"A Will LaMontagne" Becky replied.
JJ turned to Dave, fear written all over her face.
"Dave" she said scared.
Dave wrapped his arm around JJ and pulled out his phone with the other. "I knew this case had a connection to us." He dialed Hotch. "Aaron, JJ's ex, LaMontagne is the unsub and he took Henry."
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*dodges flying fruit* I think I liked it better when you threw cows at me. (Cows? Really? I would think they would kill you when they landed on you!) Ok good point. Fine fruit, just make sure it's not rotting. So Will's got Henry. What is he going to do? Why did he take Henry? Will they get Henry back in time? You'll just have to read and find out. Let us know what you think; flame policy stands and thanks for reading.
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Hi Katie here, I'm taking Sarah's space… sorry! Anyway I just wanted to let you all know that I'm editing our story until the lovely Sarah is back. Hopefully Lacy's grammar isn't as bad now! Love you honey! Bye!
What is it with you two and picking on my grammar?