Disclaimer: I do not own criminal minds or Gray's Anatomy or any of the characters

Noat from author: There realy isn't much Gray's in this at all but I needed a Hospatal

Prologue

"Could this case get any weirder" Hotch said "It's as if this person avoided all of the usual profiling techniques except the most telling Geographical profiling" Hotch whispered as he stood outside the white normal looking house.

"We hope he didn't avoid geographical profiling" Emily said from the other side of the door.

"FBI open the door!" Hotch yelled rapping his gun on the door. There was no response. He tried again, still no answer. Hotch took the safety off his glock and aimed it at the door, "Last chance" he yelled before pulling the trigger on the glock. The handle of the door fell to the floor, Hotch kicked it open. The living room was empty as was the kitchen.

They herd a yelp fallowed by a crash from down stairs then footsteps fallowed by the slam of a door. Both Hotch and Prentiss ran for the stairs guns drawn safety off. At the bottom of the stairs Hotch hit the lights

I know this is a terrible prologue but if you read chapter 1 you it gets a lot better I promises. And I have it done but it's handwritten so as soon as I get it typed I'll post it