Jennifer Jareau sat in her office mulling over her life. None of the team knew about her past and they certainly didn't know what she was doing now. She was exhausted with what she had been doing for the last year but it was certainly better than what she done years ago before the FBI. She quickly shook herself of her thoughts and her heart fluttered slightly when Hotch entered her office.

"Hey JJ, we have a case, conference room in 5." he said quickly.

"But I didn't-" she started.

"I know, this one went straight to me, its serious." he replied.

She nodded "I understand." she replied and he quickly strode off towards the conference room.

She made her way to the conference room confidently and was more than aware of a few people watching her; she rolled her eyes at this. She didn't think she was beautiful just a little pretty. So, she found it odd then people stared at her.

As she entered the conference room, no one was there yet except for Hotch. She sat down and opened the file in front of her and what she saw made her pale and her stomach churn.

She quickly composed herself before any of the team walked in and asked what was wrong. She didn't have long as they all entered and sat down. Hotch began to speak.

"3 of the most dangerous Al-Qaeda terrorists in the world have escaped from one of the highest security prisons. They managed to smuggle revolvers into the prison. We don't know how yet but they done it and managed to escape on the way to a transfer to another high security prison. They were being moved to free up space. They killed 10 guards between them in the process. We suspect that they have been planning this a while."

"Why is this a BAU case?" asked Morgan, slightly confused.

"The CIA and the Secret Service wants all the help they can get-"

"Why is the Secret Service involved?" Emily cut him off.

"They found a plot to assassinate President Obama in one of the Ali Hamba's cell, it was marked into a brick under his bed. It isn't fully complete but it is a worry." Hotch replied.

Inside JJ was crumbling. Ali Hamba, Muhammad Hosi and Yusar Lafar. The 3 Al-Qaeda terrorists she had hunted all over the world and put away in prison had escaped. 'Shit, shit, shit. This is not good' she thought. The odds of this happening were…well she wasn't quite sure, Reid would probably know but she knew they were slim. They were in one of the highest security prisons in the world. Outside she looked the picture of composure, after all that was how the CIA had taught her. JJ had worked for the CIA for five years before joinging the FBI. Of course no one knew. She had been the top spy in the CIA. She had joined the FBI for a change and it had been a good one. She now had a team who were her family. She wasn't alone like she was back then. Hotch shook her of her thoughts when he spoke.

"We'll be based in a building with the rest of the agencies in Washington DC so wheel s up in 30" he said.

JJ retreated to her office to regain all of her composure and suddenly the phone rang.

"Agent Jareau." she answered.

"JJ, it's James, I know we haven't spoken in years but have you seen the news." the man replied quickly.

"Wow! James? As in James Mason?" she asked slightly stunned he was calling.

"Yeah, it's me. So have you seen it?" he repeated.

"Yeah, well turns out my team here in the FBI are working with the CIA and the Secret Service to help catch them." she replied casually.

"JJ, you gotta be careful, these guys could be after you." he replied worriedly.

"James, I'm a big girl I can take care of myself." she shot back defensively.

"Yeah, I know that, I mean you were the CIA's finest spy but I can't help but worry. I heard that a team from the FBI were coming to Washington, it's not you is it? he asked slightly excitedly.

"Yeah, that would be me, I guess we'll be seeing each other again." she replied.

"I guess we will." he replied.

There was a pause. "I'll see you soon James." She disconnected the call and made her way to board the jet with the rest of the team.