JJ yawned as she sorted through the mountains of papers on her desk. She was up extremely late, even later than Hotchner.

She couldn't help but smile at the thought. No one could stay in the Bureau as late as Hotch.

Glancing at the clock, she was shocked to see that it said 1:24. Mumbling furiously at herself for losing track of time, she gathered up her purse and locked the door soundly behind her.

"JJ." She heard a deep male voice say. She turned to see Hotchner coming toward her with more files in his hands. She felt her heart sink.

"Yes, sir?

"Here is some paperwork that wasn't passed through from the last case," Hotch said tonelessly. "Complete it by Thursday."

Oh, goddammit. "Of course, right away." JJ said tiredly.

She about walked away again when Hotch said to her, "Why are you here so late?"

JJ turned to him with a fake smile plastered onto her face. "I...I just had some stuff I had to finish. It's not like I had to go home anyway."

Hotch's mouth twitched slightly before pressing down again in a flat line. "Since the accident...have you been coping well?"

"As well as anyone who's entire family perished, I guess." JJ shrugged and looked down onto the ground, uncomfortable.

"I know what it's like to lose someone that's loved," Hotch said gruffly. "You can't keep it all inside, JJ."

"I'm not." JJ said, miserable. "I visited Henry and Will yesterday after work."

Hotch just nodded curtly. "If you ever need some time off, JJ, don't hesitate to ask."

JJ just said a quiet, "Thanks." before walking down the hall of the Bureau and pushing her way into the parking lot. Tears pricked at her eyes and she furiously wiped at her eyes, not caring if her makeup was smudged. She didn't even know why she tried to look nice anymore, there wasn't anyone to look nice for.

She got into her car with a slam and sunk her head onto the steering wheel, letting sobs rack her body. Mascara and tears splattered onto her pants and stained them, and she gripped onto the steering wheel as hard as she could.

A picture of her, Will and baby Henry sat on the dashboard; and JJ ripped the photo off and stared at it. Her lip quivered and she outlined Will's face. "I miss you so much, baby." she whispered. "The both of you."

The accident still hurt as much as though it had happened yesterday, time wasn't helping JJ's torn up heart. She constantly regretted that night, she wished that Will had not been the one behind the wheel. He was paying attention to Henry in the backseat, not at all paying attention to the road. JJ distinctly remembered laughing at Will as he tried to get Henry to stop throwing stuff at him... None of it seemed so funny now.

The only warning they had was the honking of the car, the drunk driver wildly swerving right into the hilt of their car. JJ only remembered bits and pieces after the impact...she remembered screaming for her son and husband as she lay there strapped in her seat...and then god knows how long later someone ripping off her side of the car and getting her out.

"Hon, your gonna be okay," the paramedic had said to her, strapping her firmly onto the gurney.

JJ just remembered the excruciating pain in her sides, and she screamed out, "Where's my baby? My family...oh..god..my family!"

They hadn't said anything, they simply whisked her off to the hospital. JJ later woke up to the news that both Will and Henry had been killed instantly in the drunk driver accident, and that was a mere three months ago.

It still hurt, just as much.

JJ stopped her crying and looked at the photograph again. We look so happy. She thought tearfully. Oh my god, I miss you both so much. I feel so empty without either of you..

She carefully put the photograph back onto her dashboard before wiping the tears and makeup off her face. Taking in a deep sigh, she put the car into drive and slowly drove back home.

Back to her empty, painful home.

"Alex, hurry the hell up!"

Alex made a face at her friends as they ran up the sidewalk, their skirts flopping behind them. "I'm going as fast as I can in these damn heels, girls. Maybe this party isn't such a good idea."

Her best friend, Lisa, shrugged. "You are such a pussy, Alex. This is our first adult party! Don't you want to hook up with Gordon?"

The mere thought of Gordon made Alex's cheeks blush. He was so gorgeous, and he was the only reason Alex even agreed to go to the party. Parties wasn't her thing.

She winced as she took another step in the heels. "Lisa, you go up ahead. I'll meet you at the house."

Lisa made a face at her. "You bitch. Fine; I'll be waiting!"

Alex just smiled as Lisa ran off up the street, shouting excitedly into her cell phone about the party.

She took off her painful heels and walked along the side of the road barefoot, and looked up at the starry night sky. Nights like these were so peaceful, and she regretting having to spend such a lovely night getting drunk with a bunch of people she didn't know.

But Gordon would be worth it. She smiled.

Something behind her made a cracking noise, startling her. She spun around, seeing nothing but a dark road.

Goosebumps rose on her skin. Alex, God, its nothing. It's just your imagination because it's dark and your alone.

This time, she hurried her pace. She ignored the small pains in her feet from the concrete and was walking quickly, hell, almost jogging, to get to the party. Where there was people. She'd be completely safe.

There was another noise behind her, this time the sound of heavy footsteps behind her. Glancing around, Alex realized with a jolt that there was someone following her. A large man with hulking shoulders silently going after her.

Terror drove her forwards, and she started to run.

The footsteps got faster, the noise getting louder.

"Someone help me!" She screamed out.

Something roughly grabbed her arms and jerked her backwards. She flew onto the ground, the concrete scraping into her knees. "God no!" she shrieked. "Let me go!"

Whoever had ahold of her didn't say a word, they roughly took her arm and twisted it backwards. To Alex's horror, she heard a crunching noise and felt her arm go limp. She struggled, but she couldn't get free.

"Let me go," Alex sobbed. "Let me go! I'll do anything!"

Alex let out another scream as she felt a knife being stabbed into her stomach. She let out a babbling scream before she felt her body give up in the man's arms. He stunk so bad, he smelled like blood and body filth.

"Let me go," she whimpered. Alex couldn't move her body anymore, and it was terrifying. "Please..."

"No." The man said simply.

And that's where everything went black.