Monday morning at the FBI Quantico headquarters was much like Monday morning at any other workplace. Employees stumbled in, groggy and still excited over there weekend adventures.

As agent Dr. Spencer Reid walked into the bullpen of the behavioral analysis unit, he knew that the actions of the last case in New Orleans were not forgotten. He had skipped a flight out to Texas purposely, and lied about it later. Only Gideon knew about what Reid had said about not missing planes anymore. The entire plane ride home Reid had kept quiet, processing everything that had happened recently.

Memories began to float in and out of his brain. The strongest of those were coming from night that he was held captive by Tobias Hankel, a man with multiple personalities, two of which wanted Reid dead. The other decided instead to fill him with Dilaudid, prescription heroin.

'Don't think about that night.' He thought to himself sternly. When his mind began to go to memories of the three weeks he had taken off or of the other night, however, Reid could no longer distinguish which memories hurt worst of all. 'Concentrate on work, concentrate on work.' He commanded himself as he felt a shudder move down his back.

He saw his best friend, Derek Morgan, talking to the newest member of the BAU family, agent Emily Prentiss. They were the only two there, and it made Reid uncomfortable. Emily especially had a reason to be angry at him. Reid had taken way too many of his frustrations out on her in the last few weeks. Only lately had anyone else picked up on it too, including Morgan. Reid knew he was going to have to tread carefully.

"Hey guys," he said as normally as he could. Morgan nodded a small hello while Emily only returned a cold look.

'Well, I deserve that.' He thought to himself bitterly. He was entertaining the notion of telling them about the promise he had made to Gideon. He opened his mouth to begin when JJ came out into the bullpen.

"Hey guys, a new case just came in. Hotch and Gideon are already there." She told them quickly. The three other agents followed her quickly.

In the conference room, files were spread out at the head of the table. Hotch and Gideon were comparing them and sharing ideas or notes. When they recognized the presence of the others, Hotch nodded his head, alerting JJ to being her presentation.

"Okay, this case is very different. Last night a girl walked into a Subway in Watertown, South Dakota telling the cashier that she had been abducted. The cashier called the police and they began to question her. She told them the location of the abandoned building she was held in, and the local authorities searched it. They found four more girls. These girls were beaten severely and heavily drugged. However, the unsub was gone and he left no evidence of himself." JJ began.

"How are the other girls now?" Morgan asked.

"Not good. Two slipped into a coma and the other two are unconscious and in critical condition." Hotch said.

"What about the girl who go away? How did she manage it?" Reid asked, clearly amazed. One of five girls escaping? It seemed quite odd especially because it was probable that the unsub was working in a very similar way.

"They don't know yet, but according to early reports, it looked like she was drugged as well because she had no defensive wounds. However, she might have been drugged with something different, something that didn't work as the unsub planned." Hotch answered.

"Do they believe he's going to attack again?" Emily asked.

"They don't know currently. Because of the fact that he has been taking a girl a day, it appears he might soon. However, he has not made a threat to attack again." JJ answered.

"Why didn't they call us if they thought they had serial kidnapping?" Emily inquired.

"The parents reported it to different police. These victims are associated with two different towns. Because of this, each force thought there were only two missing girls instead of four." Hotch said.

"What's the connection between the victims?" Morgan inquired.

"That's just it," JJ said. "There doesn't appear to be one. First we have Corra Nonnas. 18, senior at Lakewood High school in Lakewood, a little town about a half hour from Watertown," as JJ said this, the crime scene picture appeared on the projection screen behind JJ.

Reid was amazed at the extent of her injuries. Bruises and gashes covered her body; it was a miracle she survived.

"Next," JJ continued. "Haley Siverons. 16, junior at Campton High School in Campton, Minnesota. Although that's farther away that Lakewood, it's still very close. Next Ginger Hevern. 17, junior at Lakewood. Rachel Johnson, 13. She's only a seventh grader at Campton." JJ finished quietly.

Reid could by now that they were most likely dealing with a white, older male who went after girls who were around the teenage age. He noticed that Rachel probably looked older than 13, which is how she became the target of the unsub.

"And finally, Kristy Aden. She was the one who went to the Subway. She's 14 and a freshman at Lakewood." JJ concluded. "Their injuries included what appears to be severe physical beatings. There does not appear to be any sexual injuries at this time, implying that there was no sexual motive."

"Varying age group could imply that he chooses his victims at random. He might not know them, or at least not very well. Because they all appear to be close to the same age, he might consider them all to be the same age." Reid chipped in.

They all did appear to be the same age. While Corra, Haley, and Ginger all had the faces of 17 or 18 year olds, Rachel and Kristy looked older because they were taller. Of course, Reid had assumed most of this. The crime scene photos, other than Kristy's, showed so much injury that this was harder to guess.

While Hotch looked as if he agreed, Gideon shook his head.

"These towns are so small that it's hard for him not to know them. Lakewood has less than 1,300 people and Campton has just under 2,000." Gideon declared.

"We'll need to talk to Kristy and the others when they wake up." Hotch stated.

Everyone in the room nodded in agreement.

"Plane's taking off in 40 minutes." Hotch commanded.

"Pack warmly. South Dakota was just ravaged by a storm." Gideon added.