I do not own Criminal Minds, CSI:NY, Without a Trace, Private Practice or Fringe.

I had this idea of Jack and Henry being members of a new BAU team. But I needed more characters for the junior team so I took the children of the characters from other TV shows. Only one team member is invented.

I hope you like the idea and the story!

Criminal Minds: Next generation

SSA Jack Hotchner: 34 years old, black hair, brown eyes, tall
determined, strong-willed, responsible, secretive, born leader, loves justice, solitary, protective, assertive, committed, loyal, diplomatic

SSA Ella Dunham, 34 years old, dark-brown and straight hair
calm, mysterious, retiring, secretive, self-controlled, contemplative, strong-willed, distant, distrustful, quick at repartee, not a big talker

SSA Dr. Henry LaMontagne: 31 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, slim
highly intelligent, sensitive, compassionate, sympathetic, tolerant, interested, curious, dreamily, affectionate, reliable, calm

SSA Lucy Monroe, 30 years old, red and curly hair, brown eyes
self-confident, sociable, vivid, fun-loving, funny, spirited, temperamentally, reckless, independent, communicative, emotional, sweeping

SSA Finn Spade, 32 years old, brown hair, blue eyes, muscular
vivacious, passionate, short-tempered, fiery, stubborn, willful, opinionated, spontaneous, adventurous, womanizer, has a problem with authorities

SSA Dr. Lucas "Luke" Wilder, 31 years old, brown hair, brown eyes
dedicated, selfless, serene, pacific, friendly, charming, uncomplicated, designed with the needs of people in mind, seems easy-going but often has dark thoughts

Technical Analyst Emerson "Emmy" Autumn, 33 years old, small, slim, blonde, curly hair
bubbly, strange, cheerful, effusive, creative, energetic, optimistic, computer freak, humorous, open

Prologue

It was a dark night, not even the moon could change that. A rarely visible shape sneaked through the dark back yard of a big house. An elbow broke the glass window in the backdoor and a hand opened the door by grabbing through the hole in the glass. The shape disappeared into the house without a noise. A few minutes later the backdoor opened again and the shape left the house. But now he had something with him. A little girl. It had duct tape over his mouth and as hard as it tried it couldn't scream for help. Big tears rolled down his little face. The big shape wiped them away and threw the sobbing girl over his shoulder. Then he disappeared with her into the woods behind the garden. No one saw them. No one noticed anything.

In the BAU

A dark-haired man in his mid-thirties with a serious and secretive facial expression entered the BAU. He looked like the typical FBI Agent, wearing a suit and sunglasses and walking with determined pace towards his office. His impressive and self-confident posture showed obviously that he was a man who was used to others obeying him without hesitating.

Barely behind him walked a tall, very slim and a little bit younger man with long blonde hair that was stroked behind his ears and bright blue eyes. He smiled friendly. He was very casually dressed and seemed more like a student than like an FBI agent, wearing jeans, chucks, a T-shirt with a red plaid open chemise over it and a colorful scarf around the neck.

The blonde man was Henry LaMontagne, the highly intelligent but nevertheless social competent Doctor in psychology of the BAU. The other man was Jack Hotchner, the strong-willed and born leader of the profiler team.

Henry said teasingly: "Hey Jack, did you know that running around like that not only scares your employees but also is bad for your back?"

Jack Hotchner answered sullenly: "Really? And where did you read that again, smarty-pants?"

Henry grinned. "Nowhere. I made that up. But I'm sure it's true."

Jack didn't find that funny. "Oh, shut up." But then he pricked up his ears: "But what did you say?" Jack turned around with a mixture of curiosity and temper. "My employees aren't scared of me!"

Henry laughed. "Of course they are. You are quite scaring!"

"Don't talk rubbish!", Jack disagreed.

In this moment a young female secretary came towards the two men with a file in her hands. "Sir, this is the Jameson-file you wanted to have.", she addressed Jack.

Jack looked at her annoyed. "Why did this take so long? I needed the file yesterday!"

The young woman shrunk back anxiously. "Oh, I'm sorry, Sir…"

Jack grabbed the file impatiently. "It's okay, give it to me! I have work to do!"

The young woman didn't dare to look at Jack again and just hurried away.

Henry looked compassionately after the poor woman. "See what I meant?", he asked Jack.

Jack looked musingly at him. "Oh, well, seemingly you're right… But maybe it's not that bad. After all they do what I say!"

"You appreciate that?", Henry shook disapprovingly his head. "You should try to be friendlier! Statistics have proved that people perform better services when they have a relaxed work environment and a praising leader!"

"Do you want to criticize me?", Jack asked warningly. "Try and be a better BAU chief!"

"See, Jack, you can immediately begin to train to be friendly!", Henry shouted, pretending to be extremely scared. "It's not that difficult. Just stop gazing at me with this dark and dangerous expression!"

Jack couldn't hide a small grin.

Henry laughed. "Yeah, that's good! But if you want it to function you have to smile brighter!"

Jack rolled the eyes. "Stop annoying me, Henry! I really wish you were scared of me, too!"

Henry grinned. "Sorry, but I know you too good to be afraid of you!"

Jack frowned. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"Remember when we were kids and went to the zoo, yes?", Henry told Jack. "You fell in a gigantic mud puddle and afterwards looked like a mud monster. Since that day I couldn't be afraid of you anymore. It was way too funny!", he explained while laughing.

Jack looked at him incredulously. "Such a rubbish! You made that up, didn't you? I never fell in a puddle!"

Henry laughed even harder. "I know I'm a big story teller but that's true, I swear! I remember it like it was yesterday!"

Jack shot him a black look. "You know what? I remember that day when you…"

But Jack was interrupted by one of his team members. Lucas Wilder, a young man with short brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, stood in front of his little office and looked down into the open-plan office. Luke was a selfless pacifist who was always liked by everyone. But because of his uncomplicated manner many people often overlooked his profound inner life. The Media Liaison of the BAU team announced: "Hey guys, we have a new case! Everybody in the conference room in five!"

Henry groaned. "Damn it, Wilder! I hoped for a calm and peaceful Friday!", he complained.

Luke smiled apologetically. "Sorry, LaMontagne, the evil never sleeps, not even Fridays!" He shortly waved at Jack and Henry, then turned around and walked to the conference room.

Jack glared a last time at his mischievously grinning best friend Henry before walking up to his own office.

Henry paced towards his desk while the rest of the team, minus Emmy, their computer freak, already sat in their chairs, talking.

Finn Spade, the dark-brown-haired adventurous hothead of the team, was once again deeply immersed in an argument with the red-haired vivacious kick-ass woman Lucy Monroe. Henry was convinced that they actually loved each other unconditionally although they rarely showed it. But as a skilled profiler he knew things like that. Finn didn't make a secret of the fact that he would love nothing better than to sleep with Lucy and she had fun spurning him all the time.

"Stop talking rubbish! There isn't such a silly thing like true love!", Finn shouted scornfully.

Lucy disagreed forcefully. "Yeah, I'm sure that for you there isn't anything like this. But not everybody sleeps with another woman every night!"

Finn grinned and feigned to slap himself. "Ouch! Why do you think of me being so unfeeling? That really hurts me!"

Lucy rolled her eyes. "Really? I don't care! I'm sure the only woman that constantly takes part of your life is your mother!"

"Maybe I just haven't found the right one until now?", Finn said exaggeratedly theatrical.

"Oh, of course, Spade. You don't even know the names of your dates! So don't tell me you search for anything but sex!", Lucy retorted angrily.

Ella Dunham sat annoyed at her desk. The dark-haired beauty often seemed unemotional and cold-hearted and really wasn't a big talker but the others worked for long enough with her to know that this was just a façade. Her past was mysterious to everyone but all that matters was that she was a skilled and committed agent and a friend you could always rely on.

Henry shook his head amusedly at his two arguing team mates and went into the kitchen to get a coffee. Henry pushed the button of the coffee machine. But nothing happened. "This stupid thing!", he cursed.

Ella had followed him to escape the constant arguments between Lucy and Finn and said tauntingly: "LaMontagne, you are just so incapable as for all kinds of technology!"

She pushed the button by herself. Still nothing happened. Henry looked at her triumphantly. Ella frowned. "Didn't I tell you before? It's broken!"

Henry laughed out loud. "Of course!"

Ella grinned devilishly. "We have to go to the meeting now."

"Oh no!", Henry whined. "How am I supposed to survive the morning without coffee?"

"Well, I guess you have to suffer!", Ella said gleefully.

The two left the kitchen and made their way up to the conference room. Immediately they could hear the two squabblers in front of them.

"What is the good of a relationship when it breaks anyway sooner or later?", Finn pointed out.

"You're such gloomster! What is the good of life when you can't share it with someone you truly love?", Lucy responded.

"I'm not a gloomster, Monroe, I'm a realist. Nothing is forever despite your love for yourself!", Finn grinned.

"And an egoist you're as well!", Lucy announced.

But Finn continued unaffected. "Moreover I have my work. Yes, the work and the team are my true love!" He smiled lovingly. "And you are my favorite agent!"

Lucy glared at him sullenly. "Shut up, Spade! Stop flirting with me, we are partners, remember?" Finn just grinned at her provocatively.

They entered together with Ella and Henry the conference room. Luke had already turned on the screen on which now, as always, horrible photos of dead bodies showed up.

Everybody sat down and Luke handed out the case files. Then he pointed towards the big monitor with his remote and began. "Guys, it's a particularly bad case. We have three victims, three dead little girls. The first victim, nine-year-old Nathalie Jackson, was kidnapped 16 days ago and was found in the deep woods by a hunter the next morning. She was abused and suffocated. The second victim, seven-year-old Alexis Keelen, disappeared one week ago and was found a few days later in the same condition and also in the woods by two wanderers. The newest victim, ten-year-old Claire Grayson, was found yesterday the same way but was already dead for four days."

"So we have only a few days for catching him before strikes again.", Jack noticed.

"Special was the way the victims were found.", Luke informed them. Everybody looked at the terrible photos.

"He hung them at trees?", Ella asked incredulously.

"Yes, the UnSub put slings around their necks and hung them up in high trees. But by the time they were hung they were already dead.", Luke explained.

"But they were suffocated.", Finn declared.

"Yes.", Luke answered. "Most likely with a pillow or something like that."

Lucy pointed out: "But look at the way the UnSub arranged his victims. They are clean and neatly dressed. He took time to prepare them. That forms a big contrast to hanging them since this is a dismissive way to leave a dead body behind."

"Yeah, she's right.", Henry agreed. "He suffocates and abuses them. That's very intimate and personal. He shows care with preparing them. But hanging them up? That's the way criminals were killed in the past and shows abhorrence and compromising."

"He seems to like little girls and surely has previous convictions because of that but there has to be still more. Something like a trigger because of that he became a serial killer.", Ella notified.

Jack ordered: "Luke, call Emmy and tell her to search for correlations between the victims and everything about them that could be interesting."

"Will do, Boss!", Luke obeyed.

"Where do we go?", Finn wanted to know.

"To a small town in the country in Texas."

"All right, then we meet at the airplane in twenty minutes!", Jack announced.

What do you think? Please review!

Oh, and very important: I made the serial killer and the team's profile completely up, I have no idea if it's psychologically correct.