My Body.

Annabelle's heart pounded. Her lungs rose and fell to the tempo of her running feet. The fast she ran, the more of an adrenaline rush she felt, the harder she pushed through the woods numerous trees and bushes. She felt herself giving way to an adrenaline rush climax where she felt on edge. Her trainers slowed down as did the swish of her blonde and now drenched in sweat, ponytail. She leaned against a tree for support gazing at the canopy of trees above her trying to slow her oxygen intake. Her iPod raged with Mozart's Requiem which didn't help the situation. Her smile grew as it switched to Bach her favorite composer. Toccata and Fugue in D minor, the eeriest of all symphonies. The organ pipes rang through her ears and she felt at ease in the October air. She slumped down against the trees trunk to the dirt woodsy floor with pure pleasure as her head bobbed to the music.

Suddenly, either it was the music or the air, something shifted. She felt a knotting feeling in the pit of her stomach, the one she got when she saw a shifty man walking toward a young girl, or a hobo on OBT that claims he was a war vet when clearly he was not. She pulled out one of her ear buds and scanned the woods. She saw something dart out of the corner of her eye and immediately sprang off the ground. The sudden rush standing up made her dizzy, so dizzy she turned around and puked.

Puking right on the shoes of a man she would soon spend 19 days and nights with starting this very October morning.

J.J stood in front of the team, her usual egger readiness seemed stoic this morning as was the face of the rest of her team mates. Dr. Spencer Reid especially. He had spent the last two hours trying to think of ways to ask Agent Jennifer out, but lost all hope when he spied her and Will were still together despite the numerous fights they had been getting into lately….

Regardless, they waited for the always late Derek Morgan who plopped down next to Dr. Reid. Reid found Morgan's company to be extremely irritating when he did not take his job seriously. He was a good BAU agent, but he was careless. Unlike Reid who processes information at 400 frames per second.

Agent Jennifer clicked onto the first slide of the prep. It was a beautiful girl. Reid and Morgan piped up. JJ started, "Annabelle Misore. 23, runner, musician, 125 pounds, 5'9", missing as of this morning."

Prentis chimed in rarely confused, "Why are they calling us in." Agent and Unit Chief Hotchner sternly stated the state of the case.

"This is the third abduction of women in the Orlando area with this physicality and stature-" Agent Morgan chimed in, "So he has a type?" Dr. Reid, annoyed rebubtled, "It doesn't nessicarily have to be a male who is taking these women. It could very well be a woman whose adoration for the human body lies with in girls like Annabelle who are quite beau-"

"BOYS. Lets save the profiling for when we know more, okay?" Rossi yelled across the table. "Sorry," They half heartedly replied. Reid studied the girls face. He found her beautiful, no doubt, but there was something more about her.

Agent Jennifer continued, "Two bodies were found face down within a three miles radius of each other in ditches one months ago," She clicked the next slide which showed the two bodies and the faces of the girls. "Clarissa Farmington went missing in August, same physicality as both girls and Wilma Darling went missing in September."

"Where was Annabelle reported missing?" Reid asked playing with a pen rhythmically. He tapped it, spun it between his middle and index finger twice then clockwise and started over again. Morgan glared at him, Reid was oblivious to him. He continued with his pen movement. JJ replied looking at her file, "Uhh, she told her boyfriend she was going for a run in the Bumby Woods, and never returned." Reid was disappointed by the words boyfriend, but he knew he had no shot what with his glasses and his new haircut. He would just be passed up next to Morgan if anything. Morgan finally snatched the pen out of Reid's hand. Prentis rolled her eyes at the drama before her. Reid appeared scared by his team mates reaction. He scooted his chair slightly away from him.

Hotchner wrote down notes as he spoke to his team, "So when we get to Orlando, we should visit the woods where she went missing. Morgan, have Garcia check to see if there were any more missing persons with the same physicality description within the past 12 months." Rossi asked Agent Jennifer what they bodies conditions were like when they were found and she only replied with not good.

The team agreed to get on the plane first light tomorrow morning. They were dismissed to go home and pack.

On his cab ride home, Reid read over the case. "The girl lives an interesting life," He mumbled aloud. Runner, born and raised into a family of nothing then discovered her talents and was granted a scholarship to Julliard. Graduated early, moved back to Orlando and began recording music, written & composed by her. A member of MENSA and PEETA. Disowned by her mother when she was 15, and then restated as her daughter when she graduated from Julliard. The cab driver nodded to him, tired from the fourteen hour shift he had been working. Reid looked up, "Oh, my apartment building is right here." The cab stopped in front of his steps as he gathered his things he handed the man a twenty dollar bill, even though it was a two mile cab ride, and didn't look away from his file. The girl was interesting, beautiful, smart and talented. Reid felt a strange pang in his pants as he looked at the full body photo of her sent by her family.

Hazel eyes, blonde hair, long healthy legs a nice figure- Reid ran into his door. He pulled out his keys and entered the building, up the stairs to his apartment and shut his door. Throwing his jacket and scarf on the table he made way to his king size bed.