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JJ's POV

"Emily, are you okay?" Hotch asked not bothering to hide the concern in his voice.

Hotch and I exchanged concerned looks when we didn't get a response back.

"Emily?" Urgency laced my voice. "Are you okay?"

"Yes" And then I heard the dial tone and I swear my heart skipped a beat.

"Hotch..." I trailed off, not sure what to say to my leader.

"Do you have the number she called from?" I nodded. "Call it back"

I quickly re-dialled the number, but ran a frustrated hand through my hair when Emily didn't answer.

"She's not picking up, maybe I should get Garcia to trace the number and she can tell us where she called from and where she is right now" Hotch shook his head without a thought and I raised an eyebrow.

"No, I don't want anyone to know about Emily yet" I had to fight the urge to scoff.

"Hotch, their going to have to know about her, she's coming home" I crossed my arms.

"I know, but I don't want to have to deal with it before I absolutely have to, this isn't something I can just drop on them" I nodded, understanding his position.

"Fine, but Garcia can still do this, it's just a number. How is she going to know-"Hotch cut me off.

"Because she's Garcia" Of course Garcia would know, she knows everything. What was I thinking?

"Fine, but what are we supposed to do?" I asked him with a shrug, he looked away in thought before turning back to me.

"I saw Kevin Lynch come in earlier, put him on in but tell him to keep it to himself" I turned to leave the office, but he stopped me before I opened the door. "First, gather the team together and tell them to read over the case" The case, right, we had a case. Shit, I can't believe I forgot. I gave Hotch a nod and picked up the case file of the chair I dropped it in when Emily called.

I walked into the bullpen and saw Rossi chatting with Reid and Morgan doing some paperwork, I couldn't help but think that their lives were going to go through another change and I had no idea how they were going to take it.

A friend coming back from the dead, that'll be easy to take

I thought to myself, I let out a sigh and made my way over to the three Agents.

"We have a case in Austin" I handed Spence the file, thankful that everyone else has tablets now. It's made my job and life so much easier.

"Is it bad?" Morgan asked as he stood up.

"Pretty bad, I'll see you guys in the conference room" I turned and headed for Garcia's lair.

I walked in and smiled at the two.

"Hey guys, sorry to interrupt" I turned my eyes to Garcia. "But we've got a case, conference room" I nudged my head to the exit of her lair.

"Alright, I'll see you later my love" Garcia gave Kevin a quick kiss on the cheek and walked past me, stopping before she walked out. "Are you coming?"

"Yeah, be there in a sec" Garcia nodded and left, I turned my eyes back to Kevin. "Do you have your laptop?"

"Uh, yeah" He walked over to the bag sitting on a desk.

"Great, can you trace a number for me?" He turned sharply and looked at me with confusion.

"Yeah, but if this is for your case don't you think Pen-"I cut him off, not having time for him to start rambling which he tends to do.

"This doesn't have to do with the case, I just need you to trace a number" He nodded. "Kevin, this needs to stay between you, me, and Hotch" Once again he nodded, but I needed to make sure that he understood me. "When Garcia question's you, and she will, you can't tell her"

"Okay, I won't. Do you have the number?" I nodded and pulled out my cell, he dug into his bag and pulled out a pad and a pen.

"0521-233-1418"

"Alright, it'll take me a minute to set everything up" I nodded and headed for the door.

"Text me whatever you have when the trace is done" I said over my shoulder before I walked out.

I started to make my way to the conference room when I saw Hotch make his way to me.

"Is Kevin running the trace?" I nodded. "Good"

"Why do you think she's not answering?" He shook his head and shrugged.

"I don't know, I'm just as lost as you are. She's the only one that'll be able to answer" We stopped at the steps going up to the conference room and watched the team.

"How are we going to tell them Hotch?" From the corner of my eye I saw him glance at me before looking away.

"I wish I knew" He started walking up the stairs and I followed.

"Alright, we have five women all abducted within two weeks of each other" I said as I walked into the conference room. "The first, Claire Stewart 28, was taken on her way home after work and was found a week later" I paused letting the team look at the picture. "She was raped, tortured and then killed as were the next four victims: Tasha Todd, Mimi Collins, Audrey Swann, and Nichole Cohen. Yesterday, Jessica Morris 29, never came back home from work" I took a seat once I finished the briefing.

"He's defiantly a psychopath, he doesn't get off on the torture he wouldn't need to rape them if he did; the torture's just the Unsub's entertainment" Rossi said to us, but kept his eyes focused on the pictures in front of him.

"Actually, I think the torture signifies his need for control, it's his way of telling these women that he's the only one that can end their pain" Reid said as he flipped through the file.

"Alright, we'll discuss the rest on the plane. Wheel's up in twenty"

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We were on our way to Austin, I was pouring myself some coffee and listened to the team discuss the profile of our Unsub. Without even realizing it, I let my thoughts drift to Emily, is she okay? Why isn't she picking up?

"JJ?" I look up at Morgan and he's looking at my hands, I follow his line of sight and see that my cup of coffee is over flown and slipping over the rim of the mug.

"Shit" I mutter as I quickly put the pot down and grab a stack of napkins.

"Are you okay?" I glance up at him before going back to wiping the mess I created.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I gave him the best smile I could muster.

"Are you sure?" I could hear the concern lacing his voice. "Because you seem a little...Off"

"I'm fine, really I'm just tired" He gave me a reluctant nod. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah" I gave him another smile.

"Did you need me for something?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, I just wanted a cookie" He pointed over me and I looked behind me, I let out a laugh realizing that I was in the way.

"Sorry, here" I lifted the basket holding the cookies and handed it to him; he took one and gave it back to me.

As Morgan walked away, Hotch made his way to me.

"Any word from Kevin?" He whispered.

"No" It came out in a sigh.

"What countries did you give her the three passports too?" I took a second to think.

"Uh, Spain, Greece, and France" Hotch let out a sigh and ran a hand over his face. "Sir, are you okay?"

"Yes, so she's probably still in one of those countries" I was about to say something but my cell phone cut me off. I picked it up and read the message before looking back at Hotch.

"Kevin finished the trace, the call came from Parma" Hotch frowned at that.

"Parma, that's Italy" What the hell was she doing there, nothing was making sense...Until Hotch figured it out. "She hunted him"

"Oh my God, why the hell would she do that?" Didn't she know we needed her home safely, what the hell was she thinking.

"She knows that she has one up on him, she would have a better chance to catch him by surprise" I shook my head, not sure what to say. "JJ, are you okay?"

"Yes Hotch, I'm fine" By the look that crossed his face, I knew he could hear the irritation in my voice. "Why?"

"Because you made yourself two coffees'" He pointed down.

When I looked down I saw that I had started making a second coffee after I cleaned the mess from the first one without even realizing it, I ran a hand through over my hair from embracement and frustration.

"Sorry Hotch, I'm just worried" He nodded before taking one of the coffees'.

"I get that you're worried about her, I am too, but I need your head in this case. We still have a job to do" He's right, we do have a job to do and I need to get back my head back into mine.

"You're right, I'll be fine Hotch" He nodded before walking away.

-
Three days and a gruelling case later we were home, I hadn't heard a thing from Emily and when I had Kevin trace the number again to see where she was he said the cell was still in the same place. When I told Hotch, he figured she must have dumped the cell.

I made my way to Hotch's office to say goodnight.

"Goodnight Hotch" He looks up at me and gave me a small smile.

"Goodnight JJ" I turned to leave but he called me back. "JJ, if you hear anything-"

"I'll let you know" I said finishing his sentence, he gave me a nod and went back to his paperwork.

-
The drive home has never been so long, I couldn't stop thinking of Emily. I just wanted to her to be okay and I wanted her to tell me that she was okay.

I parked in my drive way and just sat in my car for a second; all my thoughts of Emily came back to the biggest question in my head. Why did she go after Doyle?

God, she should know how dangerous that man is, I mean she had to have the whole world believe that she was dead because of him.

I let out a deep breath before making my way out of the car and into my house; I walked into the living room and put my go-bag down. I looked around the room and saw a picture that always made me smile; I made my way over to the picture and lifted it up.

The picture was taken last year at my birthday party, it was a group picture. I had stretched myself out on all of them, my legs on Morgan's lap and my head on Emily's. I smiled at the picture and ran my finger's over Emily's, smiling, face. I put the picture back and headed upstairs to go to bed.

After I changed I got into bed and drifted into sleep.

-
A noise shook me out of my sleep; my eyes snapped open and caught the time. The red number on the alarm clock screamed 4:00am; I started to close my eyes again when I heard the noise again this time I recognized it.

Who the hell is ringing my doorbell at 4am?

I got out of bed and grabbed my slick rob from the bathroom door, I put it on and headed downstairs. I looked through the peep hole and I swear I stopped breathing when I saw who was on the other side. I honestly don't think I've opened the locks on my door faster than I did at that moment. I swung the door open and we just stared at each other.

"Emily..." Her name came out so softly I wasn't sure if I said it out loud.

"I just got back and...And I didn't know where else to go" I opened the door wider and let her walk in, closing the door behind her.