A/N: Chapter 2 is up! I already had it ready though :) I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own CM

Chapter 2

JJ walked into the bullpen the next morning happier than she had been in a long time.

"So you and nerd boy now, huh?" Morgan said as JJ looked over at Reid. He looked just as shocked as she felt.

"How did you know?"

"I do now," He said with a grin. "Oh and the look on both of your faces might have given it away a little,"

"Conference room. Now," Hotch yelled into the bullpen from his office. "We got a case."

"Well that ruins the fun," Morgan pouted.

"Five 17-year old brunette green eyed girls had been taken, tortured, and then murdered. The most recent girl is Hannah Sowder. They were taken in Flagstaff Arizona population of-" JJ started waiting for Reid to fill in.

"65,870 people, part of the city surrounded by mountains, in the summer usually hot and-"

"Reid, the case?" Hotch cut in.

"Oh, r-right. Sorry. How were they killed?"

"Manual strangulation,"

"You know it can take as little as 7-14 seconds for someone to die in a proper hold. Also, 43% of domestic homicide-"

"Hey-" Hotch interrupted Reid. "All of the victims have all been taken on Mondays and dumped on Fridays. Wheels up in 30,"

"Wait, Hotch it's already Wednesday. How can we find her in time? That gives us less than 48 hours," Morgan asked.

"I don't know if we will," he said grimly.

"Hey, y'all must be the FBI. I'm Detective Mark Sanders, thanks for comin' out," A dark haired man said.

"I'm SSA Aaron Hotchner from the Behavioral Analysis Unit. This is the rest of my team Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss, David Rossi, Spencer Reid, and Jennifer Jareau,"

"JJ," She corrected. "Did you set up the room like we asked?"

"Yep, right this way,"

"Thanks,"

"We got another body," Hotch said walking into the temporary command center.

"But it's only Thursday!"

"He's evolving. We need to get the profile out,"

"Okay, what do we know about the unsub?" Rossi asked the team.

"Well he's organized, probably OCD," Prentiss said.

"Strong enough to strangle them, with a proper hold no less, so he mostly likely has a military background," Reid added.

"Wait- guys come look at this-the torture; the cuts are shallow, inflicting pain and the strike that kills them is jagged; filled with rage. He isn't just killing for the pleasure, they're personal," Morgan realized.

"Have Garcia run a check on where they've been, anyone that they have all met, made contact with," Hotch ordered Morgan.

"Got it," He dialed Garcia's number. "Hey baby girl, got a search for you. I need you to run another search on the girls. See if you can find anywhere they've met-anyone that they all have had contact with,"

"You doubt I can find anything?" She asked, feigning hurt in her voice.

"I never doubt you, you know that,"

"Okay, I'll give you a call when I get something,"

"Thanks hot stuff,"

Morgan flipped out his phone 20 minutes later. "Hey baby girl, whatcha got for me?"

"Well, all six girls took an advanced anatomy class at the local high school to get ahead for college; they all wanted to be doctors,"

"Why wasn't that connected before?"

"They all took it at different hours of the day,"

"Okay, can you run the teacher?"

"Already ahead of you. Jason Drewes-um, his record is clean except for a charge of assault. He was 15; assaulted his 16-year old girlfriend. Said it was self-defense, the jury didn't buy it and got a year in juvy. He went into the Army right after he graduated high school,"

"There's the military background we're looking for. But that can't be all, what about friends, family? The father abused the mother? A sibling? What? There has to be more," Morgan said baffled. "Check all family records, any reports of abuse, a lot of visits to the emergency room, accidents? He has to be killing these girls for a reason,"

"Um…just give me a sec-Found it! His younger sister Bianca, they were in a car accident when she was 9, he was 16 and driving the car. A 17-year old girl-brunette and green-eyed might I add-was the one who hit their car. Bianca was killed on impact while Jason suffered minor injuries. The girl was never charged and the police report says Jason felt responsible, that he should have been the one killed and not her."

"We got our unsub," he said to the team. "Thanks Garcia, can you get us an address?"

"Of course, sending to your tablets right now,"

"FBI! Open up," Hotch yelled. He waited a few seconds. "Morgan, kick down the door. Everyone fan out and Prentiss take the back yard and JJ upstairs,"

"Clear," yelled everyone but JJ.

Prentiss walked into the room. "This guy is seriously OCD. Look, not a single thing out of place,"

"H-Hey guys, has anyone heard or seen JJ since we came in?" Reid asked. He saw as everyone realized what he was dreading.

"He has JJ," he said starting towards the stairs.

"Reid!" Morgan pulled him back.

"I have to help JJ; we can't j-just leave her up there!" his voice cracking.

"I know, you can go up there but I need to know that you can handle it,"

"I-I know I can," he said racing up the stairs.

"Reid!" Morgan yelled after him. "Be careful,"

"I will."

Reid let out a strangled cry as he saw JJ. Drewes had her tied to a chair; a rag in her mouth, a gun pointed to her head. Tears were running down her cheeks. "Can't handle it?" he asked in a mocking voice. "Drop the gun, close and lock the door. Do it!" he yelled as Reid hesitated.

"O-Okay,"

The team ran upstairs at the sound of a shot and JJ crying out for Reid.

Morgan moved to open the door slamming against the locked door. "Damn it Reid. You just had to lock the door," he muttered under his breath. He kicked the door finding it blocked by an unconscious Reid.

"If you come any closer I'll shoot the girl."

"You wouldn't do that Drewes, you don't shoot, you strangle. You need to feel the life leave their body; she's not your type either," Hotch tried to reason looking over at an awakening Reid. "I also know that you want to kill the girl that killed Bianca and that this is the closest way that you can avenge your sister's death," Hotch looked over at Reid hoping he understood what he was doing. Reid slowly reached over; making sure Drewes attention was still on Hotch, grabbing the gun he had dropped earlier. Reid angled over to get a clear shot as far away from JJ as he could.

"Hey!" Drewes yelled as he realized what was happening. Reid pulled the trigger hitting him solidly in the shoulder. Drewes crumpled to the ground in pain. Morgan ran over to cuff him as Reid went to untie JJ. He took the rag out and untied her. She fell into him and he held her as she sobbed into his shoulder.

"I thought I would never see you or Henry again,"

"You know we're always going to keep you safe. The team would never let anything happen to you. Especially me,"

As they started to stand up Reid winced in pain. "Spence! Why didn't you say anything? You need help. Now," She commanded as he started to protest.

"It was just below my hip, I'll be fine,"

"No, you're not fine. You passed out and you need to get to the hospital. Here," she handed him her jacket to hold against his hip.

JJ helped Reid limp down the stairs towards the ambulance. As they walked up Morgan came up to Reid. "Nice shot kid,"

"I was aiming for his chest," he admitted, groaning in pain as the paramedics looked at the gun wound.

Morgan laughed. "Don't tell anyone else that."

A/N: Please R&R!