Everyone sat stone faced in the bullpit
'Have a seat Morgan' Hotch intoned. Reid raised his hand in greeting. There were dark circles beneath his eyes, come to think of it no one. except Hotch looked like they'd slept in a week.
Without preamble Rossi stood and began, an image of Garcia's office flashed up onto the board and tablets, Rossi handed Morgan his old pad.
'Last Friday at 8am this image was sent to every member of the BAU'
A wave of nausea tore through Derek, propelling him to his feet, leaning against the table he inhaled deeply. JJ glanced at him in sympathy.
'We've had the blood tested, the type matches Penelopes'
'How could...Can she...?' Shock halted his words. Anticipating him Hotch quickly added
'It's not an arterial spurt, we've determined she could have survived that amount of blood loss'
'It's been 4 days and no one called me?!' Derek was incredulous.
'There's more' Rossi grimly intoned 'this note was found attached to her car' with the click of a button the image on his pad changed.
Times ticking for your Baby Girl...Hot Stuff
The words were followed by a series of seemingly random numbers.
Derek reared back from the table, whirled and drove his fist into the wall.
'Son of a bitch!'
'Derek!' JJ cried jumping up.
'Show me your hand' Reid moved to grab some ice.
'Everybody calm down' Hotchs words halted them all.
'Reid go get some ice' the SSA ran from the room.
'Derek I know this has come as a shock but we need you to focus right now, when did you last speak to Garcia?'
Morgan swallowed hard
'6 months ago' he could scarcely look up, the reproach rolling of his team, his ex team, was palpable.
'She tried to call a couple of times, I didn't return her calls'
'Ok' Hotch began to pace. 'So we can eliminate any new motive, at least within the last 6 months' Reid came back in, handing Derek the ice, he walked to the board.
'In that case I suggest our initial theory is correct, this is an unsub unable to target Morgan directly now he's left the BAU, is using the closest person he can find. I've been studying these numbers...'
3 hours later, everyone stood,
'Rossi, Spencer and I will keep working here, JJ and Morgan, will go to Garcia's apartment incase we've missed anything, Prentiss...'
Emily interrupted 'and I'll go talk to Andy again'
Derek followed JJ out,
'Whose Andy?'
'Her boyfriend'
'JJ stop look at me please' JJ sighed and met his eyes,
'I don't even know what to say to you Derek'
'Was she angry with me?' His deepest fear. JJ sighed again,
'Of course not, she understood. She only cared about you being happy, wouldn't hear a word against you'
Somehow that made it worse.
'She was supposed to meet me for a movie that night' JJ s voice was quiet,
'I blew her off, Will wanted me home'
'Not your fault' JJ smiled tightly, 'I know, it's just...'
Derek squeezed her arm. This wasn't helping.
'Let's go' grimly he nodded.
