Chapter One

"Guys, we have a case. It's serious." Where the words the team hated to hear from JJ, but, without a huff they all raced into the meeting room and sat around the table, case files laid out in front of them.

"Okay, last week Georgia PD were notified of a missing pregnant woman... It seems that this was the fourth they have been told about. Then, yesterday, the woman's body turned up in a river. She seemed to have been murdered by a slice across her throat." Clicking on the remote pictures started to flash on the screen. "Alexis Bridges' husband said that she was going out to work, like her daily routine, when she went missing. When they found her body they found signs of trauma and stress... It seemed she had been in labour only a few hours prior to her murder."

"And the baby?" Rossi asked, JJ gave a shake of her head.

"It seems that she gave birth, then was murdered. We haven't found signs of any of the children." She took a steadying breath, willing the watery tears to leave her eyes. "Maya Ramaskle was the first victim, as far as we know. She was pregnant, and just like Alexis, was murdered after the birth." More clicks and more horrific images filled their screens.

"Her husband?" Hotch asked.

"There wasn't one. A friend of her's did say that Maya claimed to have been raped around the same time she became pregnant."

"So what about the other victims?" Emily asked, shifting a little in her seat.

"Taali Walker went missing a month after Maya. Her family, or more specifically, her cousin said she too had been raped and had gotten pregnant. And then Louise Falkner, exact same circumstances. Raped and then found after giving birth, this time it was only three weeks afterwards."

"And then Maya was found two weeks after?" JJ gave a nod to Morgan's question.

"So he's escalating?" Reid asked.

"It seems so."

"But the last victim was married, and her child, as far as the husband knew, was his own." Prentiss inputted.

"Yeah, it seems that the husband knew they were in a steady relationship, and it seemed that they were actually a happy family. They had a four year old son already." As if things could not have gotten any worse.

"So what? His newest victim was not ready to have the baby, and he just picked off the first pregnant woman he could find?" Her stomach did a flip.

"We've asked around the area, and there doesn't seem to be anyone fitting the profile of a rape victim who is nearly 38 weeks pregnant." JJ gave a defeated sigh.

"So he's impotent? Maybe the last victim left him a little worse for wear, so he did all he could manage to do which was to take an already pregnant woman." Morgan suggested.

"What about the babies?" Hotch now asked, barely unable to tear his eyes away from the images in front of him.

"We don't know anything of the whereabouts. Although, we've figured that they the oldest would be around the age of two already. Garcia checked the records, but it seems highly unlikely that he actually registered the babies births."

"And has another woman gone missing yet?" Rossi now asked, JJ gave a shake of her head.

"No, but if he is fitting the status he is looking for one right now, or he already has her and no one has noticed."

"Wheels up in twenty." Was all their unit chief could say as he left the room.

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A soft hand rubbed over her large stomach as she felt one of her babies relentless kicks.

"Hey, calm down in there madam. Mommy's trying to get to work." Scolded the brunette woman.

Her hand landed on the soft interior of the car door as she pressed the button down and let the window open to release a bunch of cool air into the warm car. Then she gave a hiss. Why the hell did she have to be pregnant around the summer time?

Blowing out a deep breath, she put a small smile onto her face as she stopped at another red light. Then she was thankful, at least today was her last day at work and then she could finally rest up before the baby arrived in a few weeks.

An annoying ringing filled up the car, a ringing she knew all to well. Swiftly, she reached onto the dash board and pressed the answer button on her radio cell connector.

"Greenaway." She answered.

"Hey, Elle. We have a job, there's been a call and a lot of us are heading over to Norfork's house." A man said to her.

"Alright, Johnny. I'll be over there as soon as I get the hell out of this traffic jam." Her eyes looked up and found the light was now green, but not a single car was moving more than an inch.

"Can't I convince you just to go home? Take the day off." He tried, and she smiled slightly, knowing he had been trying the same thing for the past week.

"Not a chance. As if I'd miss my last day on the job before I become a mom!" She heard him give a light laugh.

"Fine, but no over doing it. You know Mark would never forgive us if you went into early labour because of the stress." She gave a slight laugh.

"You think this job is stressful?" She gave a groan, "You'll never make it in the FBI." She teased.

"Fine. But please, just take it easy. And careful driving. I'll see you in an hour." He told her.

"Geez. You'd think I was married to you!" Elle laughed.

"I am pretty sure your husband would be far from happy with that, Elle. But I'm under strict orders to keep you safe..." He began to ramble off.

"Yeah, away from the psychos and the guns... yada yada yada. You've said this every day this past week. God, I'd think you couldn't wait to get rid of me!" She laughed and her eyes fell down onto the golden ring on her finger, neatly next to another ring with a small diamond on it.

"You know I'll miss you when your gone, but you need to keep that baby safe!" He ranted again, and the traffic began moving.

"Yeah, yeah yeah. Look, I got to go. The traffic is letting up. I'll see you soon!" They said their goodbyes before the phones were hung up, and Elle began her drive towards the countryside house.

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"Hi, I am Agent Jareau, these are Agents Prentiss, Morgan and Dr. Spencer Reid." JJ introduced them all, pointing at each team member as she said their names.

"Agent Rice." He introduced himself, shaking each of their hands. "I thought there were more of you..." His brow wrinkled in confusion.

"Yeah, Agents Rossi and Hotchner went straight to the dumpsite to see what they could find there." Morgan told them.

"Of course. Well, we're waiting on one of our officers still, but…" He glanced over the top of his sunglasses and saw that Elle was still no where in sight. Maybe she just stopped off to go to the toilet. Hell, he knew that child was playing with her bladder.

"I would like to see how the press is handling this." JJ said, snatching him away from his glances.

"Of course. Right this way." They all walked towards the old house.

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As she turned around the corner, she found herself coming onto yet another abandoned road. The wind blowing cool air around her car, a satisfied smile played on her mouth as she turned each new bend. Giving a light gulp, she remembered why they were at this house... Those poor women.

Her eyes glanced into her rear-view mirror as she sensed she was no longer alone on the highway road. And she was right. Lights came blurring off of the other car, and despite the fact she was a police officer, Elle Greenaway found herself pulling into the side of the road. Stupidity.

"Can I help you?" She asked as someone walked over to her window. Then she began digging around in her pocket for her ID badge.

"No..." Something horrific struck her in the back of his voice and she panicked. Reaching around frantically for her gun, she could not get it out in time, as something was covered over her mouth and the stench of chloroform filled her nasal passages... Then everything went dark.

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"So she was found right here." Hotch said, as he and Rossi climbed down a small hill to the side of the river.

"The stream seems light, calm. She could have been in the river for days before she reached this spot." Then Rossi looked around, "But it's an isolated area, and it seems like there would have been no neighbours to see anything suspicious going on." Hotch too glanced around.

"And there's no major roads. It seems like he did his research before dumping her here." David gave an agreeing nod. "So he knows the area. Probably grew up here, or around here." Hotch suggested.

"He's far more clever than that, Probably looked for this area for a while before deciding on it." Hotch gave a sigh.

"We're not going to get much without a map." Giving an agreeing nod, Rossi took his cell out as it rang.

"Rossi… Sure… We'll go… Alright then." He hung up, and Hotch gave him a 'what's up' look. "We have a witness." He informed him. "I said we'd go. JJ is texting the address over."

"Why don't you head back to the station and work with Reid on the profile, I'll check out this witness?" Hotch suggested.

"You sure?" He gave a nod.

"I am armed if anything looks suspicious. But everything should be fine." Giving a defeated sigh, Rossi nodded.

"Sure."

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When Elle started to come around, the first thing she noticed was the stench of hairspray filling the car. It was a sickening one. Then she realised just what had happened, and automatically began to reach for where her weapon would be.

"Don't even try it, Greenaway. You think I'm stupid enough to leave you with your gun?" He gave her a rose eyebrow through the rear-view mirror. "Now then, if you and your baby want to survive, you will do as I say." There was a chill in his voice. "Understood?"

Elle's eyes fell onto the floor in a state of panic, looking for something to save her from this, but there was nothing. It seemed she had been stripped of all of her weapons and the car was bear. Instead, she just gave a nod.

"Good." He smirked at her, "I thought this was going to be a lot harder with a cop, but no, it seems that all mother's think the same, no matter what your profession." There was a teasing tone in his voice, almost begging for her to try something else. But she would not dare.

Instead she watched the road go by, the trees that she knew lead to a forest. The drop did not seem too bad, she thought, planning on a time she could just jump out of the car and escape.

"Child lock is on." It was as if he could read her thoughts. "Don't think I'm that stupid do you?" He laughed.

"You must be stupid. You kidnapped a cop in the middle of broad daylight! Someone is going to come looking for me." She informed him.

"Oh yeah, but they'll never find you. They won't find any of us. Instead they'll find your body in a dumpster and you're baby will be completely missing." His smile was taunting her to reach out and punch him. Of course, she could not. Knowing that if she even tried, and it worked, the possibility of the car flying off of the road was too high. "For now, though, Miss Greenaway, I think you should rest. You see, the next few days are going to be hell for you." The voice was calm, collected, and it filled her with even more fear.

"What do you want from me?" Stupid question.

"Really?" He gave a small laugh. "You've been searching for me for, oh… three months, and you still don't know what I want? You are seriously lacking in intelligence." Giving a smirk to her, Elle gave a shiver. "You'll know soon enough."

Elle stayed silent, not wanting to give this psychopath any thrill from her replies. Instead she watched as each tree passed by, everything blending into one as she felt her headache from the chloroform. A soft rub of her temple was all she had told herself she needed, and, raising her hand to do so, she felt a strong kick from her baby. Still using one to rub away the pain, she used her left hand to rub at the spot where the baby was actively kicking. Normally, talking to her baby would stop the kicks, or make them more agitated on some occasion, but now she did not say a word. Instead she gave a smile, and gave a satisfied thought that, for now at least, her baby was alive.

The car gave a turn and she saw the large house form in front of her. It was huge. Not just homely huge, more like farmyard and all huge. The gardens around it were neatly tamed, and her eyes locked onto the barn they were driving past. She gave a curse in her head, knowing that she should have listened to Bane's profile. As they pulled up to the front of the house, she noted that it seemed to have three floors, and was actually quite rustic in it's appearance.

"Don't try anything." He reminded her, and got out of his side of the car, taking the keys with him.

For a moment Elle wondered if he would just leave her out in the car forever, but no. The door opened a moment later and he gave her orders to get out.

Getting out of the car was a lot easier said than done, especially when you were thirty six weeks pregnant. But she managed to do so in the end. Carefully thanking Mark, her husband, for getting them a bigger car a few months ago. Laughing at the thought of her having to do that everyday. The laugh soon turned to a grimace, as the car was locked, and he began pushing her towards the front door of his house. Then she found the opportunity.

"Help!" She began to scream at the top of her lungs. "Help! Help!" She screamed, over and over. But he was never phased by it. Seeming to take pleasure from her cries than anything else.

"Scream all you want. There is no one here to hear you scream." He informed her, unlocking the door. "But I would suggest you stop. Wouldn't want you putting added stress on that baby of yours would we." She gave a defeated sigh, knowing he was right. "Good. Now I want you to walk down the stairs and there should be a basement door to the right." He held the door open for her, which only made Elle think this creep had multiple personalities or something. I mean, he was being a complete gentleman to her at one moment, while kidnapping her! But she gave a defeated sigh, and followed his orders, only hoping that everyone realised she was missing.