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'You're a dick you know that!'
'It's only my driving... you ride with me daily!'
'Yeah and daily it seems like we're driving after yet another psycho!' Emily yelled loudly. 'It's seriously annoying, we are not living a constant race!' She walked a little in front. 'Why do you always want to be first?'
'First? It's just driving but you're ripping my head off about it!'
'That's because that among other things are truly annoying me!'
'Among other things?' Derek said astounded. 'What's that suppose to mean?'
'Oh... well... you let Clooney sleep on your bed.'
'Yeah... so? It's habit.'
'You leave your coffee mug in the sink every morning!'
'That's because we leave quickly so I don't have time to wash it up.'
'You always have an excuse.'
'That's...' He began but halted, stopped and didn't continue knowing that this was yet another of one those fights he was never going to win. He exhaled noisily and turned on his heel, heading to the only place he knew he could truly clear his head, let off some steam and come out of it feeling like he had nothing to worry about it the world.
Standing at her desk she watched his retreating form and knew exactly where he was going, and she in turn left the bull pen, her thoughts, doubts and worries about their relationship flooding her mind as she knocked on JJ's office door. She really needed to cool off, and the only way to do that was to let it all out.
Morgan entered Garcia's office with a sigh and a smile ready to greet his best friend. But his smile was wasted, she wasn't there. The chair that usually swivelled around with the person that held a smile that lightened any problem was missing. He faltered slightly, a frown forming on his face, his eyebrows knitting together. Garcia was never late, and if she was going to be she would have phoned him. She was pernickety like that. He left the way he came, going directly to Hotch's office to find out where the all knowing goddess of the BAU was, and when he saw the office in darkness and the door locked he knew something was off. After all the boss literally lived out of this place day in, day out.
Emily had begun to offload to JJ when she heard the familiar knock of Morgan's and she groaned softly before turning her head to face the door.
'You seen Hotch?' Morgan asked as he lent on the doorframe, a slight look of worry on his face which was not missed by either of his fellow agents.
'No, is he not in his office?' Emily asked, as JJ rifled through her messages to see if he had left one. He hadn't.
When Emily saw the worry creep onto JJ's face she knew something was wrong, that Hotch wouldn't be late, that something was stopping him from being here, and that something had to be bad. Otherwise the excuse would have been made clear to either of the team members.
'Where could he be?' Emily asked, the worry evident in her voice now.
'I have no idea.' Morgan said, moving into the room further before adding: 'Garcia's not here either.'
With this statement, the three turned to see Reid fumbling through the bull pen with a rather frantic look in his eye.
He reached JJ's office in record time and managed not to spill his coffee on the way. When he came inside he spoke quickly: 'Turn on the news, you have to see this, we have to do something to help.' as he swiped his hair from in front of his face. The other members rushed out calling Rossi as they went, he surfaced from his office and looked none the wiser to the conversation that was happening between the younger members.
JJ grabbed the remote and turned the television on and up, as they watched, their eyes grew, their mouths dropping in a sedate panic.

'Worries have sparked for the safety of two Quantico residents after videos have streamed the internet and news stations.'

The reporters voice rang out, the agents continued to stare, other agents gathering around them as the film played. Two figures knelt down next to one another, hands tied behind their backs, roughly woven bags over their heads, noticeably was the person that stood guard behind the pair, simultaneously a glove hand reached forward pulled the bags off and pressed a gun to the back of their heads. The bags now dropped, the abductors now reached forward and pulled the head up of the beings and forced them to look into the camera before the feed went black.

The pair have been named as Aaron Hotchner and Penelope Garcia, both workers for the Behavioural Analyst Unit in Quantico, Washington. The reason behind their abduction is still unclear, so is the reason behind the sending of the video's to such a vast number of viewers online.'

Everyone looked at one another, not knowing quite what to do or say at that moment and time. Emily and Derek exchanged glances, something had changed, their relationship had just shifted whether for the better was unknown but something was different with the way they looked at one another.