This is my first criminal minds fanfiction (I've done a few of The OC). It is set in the 2nd season so Emily is there and Elle isn't. Reid's kidnapping never happened(that fact may effect the future chapters). Anyway enough of my blabbering here it is:

Trust and Deception - Chapter 1: The Unexpected Visitor

"Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door," JJ sang along as she opened the kitchen cupboard to get a plate. She put the plate on the worktop and took a sip of wine before going back to singing. She danced over to the oven and opened the door to check on the chicken breast.

"Perfecto!" she smiled and put on her oven gloves. As she lifted the tray from the oven she heard the doorbell ring over the music. She frowned, not expecting any visitors. She put the tray on the cooling rack and turned off the oven. She quickly turned the stove off, letting the potatoes cool. She spun the volume control down on the music system as she made her way to the door, still quietly humming along.

She was about to open the door when she hesitated and put the chain on. She opened the door to a middle aged man standing under the light on the porch holding a charity bucket.

"Hi, can I help you?" JJ asked.

"Evening ma'am. I'm just collecting for the Battered Women's Shelter if you have any change you might like to donate?"

"Is it not a bit late to be collecting?" she asked looking into the pitch black behind him.

"It's never too late to help others," he said with a smile. JJ smiled back.

"Ok then. Do you have proof of ID?" she knew that she could never be too careful. He lifted up the tag that was hanging around his neck. It had his picture, a number and the name of the charity.

"Just give me a minute. I'll go grab my purse."

"Sure," he said with a smile as she closed the door. He waited patiently on the porch looking around at the quiet neighbourhood. Street lamps lit up the deserted sidewalk and a dog barked in the distance. It was one of those neighbourhoods where nothing ever happened. People lived quietly, naively - that was what JJ loved about it. It was a whole world away from work, a world where she could escape from what was really out there evein if just for a few hours.

He looked back as the door opened fully.

"Here we go," JJ said with a smile. "How much is the suggested donation?"

"Usually a couple of dollars but anything is greatly appreciated."

"Well here's a $5 note," she placed the note into his bucket.

"Thankyou kindly ma'am, it's much appreciated."

"I'm glad to help a good cause. Well goodnight," she said before going to close the door. But the door jammed. She looked down and saw the toe of a boot stuck in the gap.

"Sorry sir could you move your foot," she asked calmly.

"I don't think so," a blunt voice replied. She looked through the gap and staring back at her was the same man but this time his smile was replaced with an evil smirk. Her heart starting to thump in her chest and she tried to close the door again.

"Look if you don't move your foot I'll…" she said her voice shaking.

"You'll what?"

She screamed and jumped back as he roughly pushed the door open.

"Look take what you want I don't care," JJ said, frightened.

"Thanks for the offer but I'll pass. No there's something specific I want…" he looked around the hallway before his eyes landed back on her. "You."

JJ's eyes widened as he looked at her. She suddenly lunged forward and pulled the small table at the front door to the ground sending it crashing down, the lamp and vase of flowers falling with it and smashing across the wooden floor. She turned around and dashed towards the kitchen. She heard the front door being kicked closed and the sound of his heavy footsteps clump behind her.

She ran across the kitchen towards the knife drawer but as her hand gripped onto the handle she was shoved roughly forwards, her head hitting onto the worktop. Her hands were grabbed and held behind her back and she could feel him breathing on the back of her neck.

"I don't think you'll be wanting to do that," he grunted into her ear.

"Please," JJ whimpered.

"Please what?"

"Please just let me go," she wsaid shakily. He pulled her up holding onto her hands behind her back, the other arm wrapped around her neck.

"Oh you're not going anywhere….Agent Jareau…"

Thanks for reading, would love to hear what you think so far. Worth continuing?