A/N: Hello guys! So, here's the first chapter of my new story! Don't worry, I'm not gonna leave the frist one :D I just had so many ideas on my head that I decided to use them in another story. Hope you like it :)

Let's read!

Chapter 1:

"We're looking for a male in his early 20's. He must be strong and probably tall. He's shy and paranoyc. Look for someone who must had his mother or girlfriend or another girl leave his live quickly, that made him very upset and lonely. And I have to tell you, you bastard, that I'm going to find you! And tell you what, you better kill yourself or I'll do it myself. Thank you!" JJ leaves the press conference outside and comes back to the police station. When she passes by the doors, she pulls herself to the nearest wall and puts her hands in her face and takes some needed deep breaths. Suddenly, someone puts a hand on her shoulder and makes her jump. When she removes her hands from her face, she watches concern dark brown eyes looking at her worried blue ones and relaxes a little.

"C'mon, Jayje, you know we'll find her." Morgan says, kissing her forehead.

"I know. I just don't know if it's alive or dead." JJ's voice breaks at the last word, causing Morgan to give her a tight bear hug.

"JJ, my office. Now." Hotch orders her and the blonde already knows she's dead.

"Good luck." Morgan wishes, pulling back from the hug.

JJ sighs and nods in appreciation, giving him a small smile and heads to the office that the local sheriff gave the team with a big smile.

They were in a small town in Ohio, called Lima. They were looking for a serial killer. From what they know, he can be what JJ announced to the press. They also know that this unsub rapes the victims and kills them, but not before removing their tongue. Reid thinks it's a mensage, something like 'keep it to yourself, don't tell anyone'. This unsub kidnaps brunettes in their middle 30's.

"Hey, Hotch." JJ says, closing the door.

"JJ sit, please." It was more an order than a request, which she understands and does as she was told.

"Look, Hotch, I know what you're going to say and I'm sorry, but I couldn't stop myself! It's Emily, for god's sake!" JJ almost yells, which causes Hotch to lift a brow. "I'm sorry." She says more calmly.

"Look, JJ, I know how you're feeling. And I don't need to be a profiler or Garcia to see it." He says and continues. "But I also know what you two promised when you came out as couple. I believed you and trusted you because I know how bad you love your jobs." He says sympathically, which makes JJ to start to play with the hem of her white shirt. "JJ, she is strong and very stubborn and I know how bad she loves you and she's going to fight so that you can hold her when the damn breaks to her and everybody knows she's jealous so I doubt she's going to leave you here and find someone else." This makes them both chuckle a little.

"Thank you. And I'm sorry, but god, it's Emily." She shakes her head.

"I know that. That's why we're gonna find her and bring her back home." He says softly with a very rare but still a small smile. "And you can stop playing with your shirt, I'm not scoulding you." He winks and JJ looks at him.

"Hom did you-" She cuts herself short. "Sometimes I forget that I work with profilers." She shakes her head and stops playing with her shirt.

After a few minutes of their conversation, Hotch calls the team to the office.

"Any clue?" Asks JJ, running past the door. Hotch nods with a small smile.

"Finally! I bet my baby girl had something to do with that." Morgan winks.

"That's right, my chocolate muffin." Garcia replies from the other side of the phone.

"Jeez!" Rossi says, putting a hand in his chest and everybody chuckles a little.

"Sorry, sometimes I forgot you are old." Hotch teases him, and everybody laughs a little. Then he glances at JJ. "JJ? Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Hotch's voice gets her out of her thoughts.

"Are you okay?" Hotch repeats.

"Yeah, sure. What do we know?" JJ asks, corssing her arms in front of her chest.

"Well, Reid helped us with the geographic profile and-" Hotch is cut short.

"I'm sorry Hotch, but can we just go get the bastard? We're loosing time here." JJ looks at him apologetically but with hope.

"Alright, let's go. Garcia." Hotch gets up and grabs his jacket, looking at JJ's hopefully blue eyes and decides to move on.

"I know, I know. I already sent the adress to your phones, sir." Garcia announces.

"Thanks." Hotch appreciates.

"Sure thing. And now I can ask you to bring my sexy brunette goddess home. Garcia out." And with that, Garcia desconects the call.

"Me too." JJ sighs lowly. Morgan hears her and gives her shoulder a squeeze.

On their way to the unsub address, Hotch explains the man's life. His name is Ryan Hallway, he's 23 years old and the only child of Rachel and Bob Hallway. He saw his mother being raped by his father and helped him cutting her tongue and putting the body on a trash. His father was arrested but killed himself a month after that. Ryan was 10 at the time and from what they know, he's suspect of killing, rapping and mutilatting more 6 women, all of them on their 30's and brunettes. Like his mother.

"Guys, we're here." Hotch announces and JJ starts to sweat from her hands.

A/N: What do you think? Should I continue with this one too? Please, let me know! :D

-S xxx :)