Welcome to part 2 (I would highly suggest reading part 1 if you haven't already)

When we last left our heroes, there was much drama going on; Ian Doyle had returned, someone had been kidnapped, someone else had been killed... And someone else had come back! Now, we're here to see how the BAU reacts to all this!

No, I don't own Criminal Minds!

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Slowly, the hooded figure moved her hands to her hood, gently removing it from her head, twisting her head to release her long jet-black hair from the confines of the material.

The formerly hooded woman looked up at the four members of her former team with a calm gaze.

Clyde smiled gently at her. JJ and Hotch exchanged meaningful glances and slight smiles. Morgan, Garcia and Rossi looked stunned.

"Emily?"

It was a moment before anyone on the team actually could speak.

"Oh my God!" Garcia whispered; there were tears running down her face, smudging her mascara. "Oh my… I… You're here! You're alive! But we buried you! But you're alive! But JJ said," she turned to JJ, horrorstruck. "You told us she was dead!"

"It was to protect you," JJ revealed. "If Emily hadn't gone to him…. He would have gone after you."

"I didn't have a choice in the matter," Emily admitted. "He threatened you. He named each of you, and knew where you were and what you were doing, and where you were going. I was sitting out on a terrace in D.C, waiting for him, and when he came to me, he threatened to take you all down."

"What did he say?" Rossi asked.

Emily took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. "I still remember it like it was yesterday," she whispered, so softly that the occupants of the room had to strain to hear. "His exact words, the original words that he said, were: 'Does the lovely Penelope know you're here? I guess she's too busy watching movies with Derek to care? Here you are, all alone, while Aaron sits at home with his son. And why didn't Dave and Ashley invite you to their game night? I guess they thought you'd be on the Metro, with Dr. Reid. Now that one has some quirks.' He also told me that he was going to take my life from me. He also quoted a writer… I can't remember who."

"When?" Morgan growled.

"After the case in Louisiana, with Sammy Sparks," she replied. "That why I remembered it for so long, because Reid got so close to Sammy."

And then she looked around the room, at Clyde, who smiled gently at her, at JJ and Hotch, who were tightly gripping both her hands, at Garcia, who was still crying despite the small smile that was on her face, at Morgan, whose face was cloudy and clearly madder than she had ever seen it, and at Rossi, who stared impassively at her, clearly lost in thought.

But there was one other face….

She craned her neck, thinking that he was behind Morgan, but didn't see him; he gaze wandered to the Bullpen, but his desk was empty, as was the kitchen and the coffee maker that rested on the counter.

Where was he? She had always thought of him as a fixture; when Hotch had said that Seaver had left the team, she knew that they would never let him leave.

….I guess they thought you'd be on the Metro, with Dr. Reid….

Oh, no….

"Where is he?" Emily whispered suddenly. "Where's Reid? Reid!"

She expected to see him suddenly walk into the Bullpen, coffee cup in hand, perhaps wearing that famed purple scarf that he always loved. Maybe some odd-colored sweater vest with a pattern or style that screamed "I'm from Goodwill!" She waited, second after second.

But the seconds turned to minutes, and no Spencer Reid wandered in.

JJ took her hand, and she saw as Hotch, Rossi and Morgan exchanged glances.

"With what Emily said," Rossi supplied. "It looks like Doyle already had his target before he even began this whole operation."

"Because his target here was the first leverage he would have used if Emily didn't stop him," Hotch concluded.

"What do you mean?" Clyde Easter was confused; clearly, he hadn't caught on yet.

"He called all of us by name," Morgan calmly ground out. "He clearly knew our full titles, but only called us by our first names, like Penelope instead of Garcia, Derek instead of Morgan, Aaron instead of Hotchner, Ashley instead of Seaver, David instead of Rossi."

"Except for Reid," Rossi growled. "He said 'Doctor Reid.' Not 'Spencer.' He used Reid's title and not his first name. But why?"

"Because your young doctor was his next target," Clyde concluded, and Emily's stomach dropped, like it had that night. "If Emily didn't go to him, Ian Doyle was going to target Doctor Spencer Reid. It would have forced her to go to him."

"Because I would have wanted revenge," Emily whispered, clutching at her chest where the clover scar seemed to burn and throb. "Revenge for his death."

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A/N: I would love to see some reviews tomorrow morning... :D

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