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Chapter Two: Investigation

"So," Rossi began as the others filed out. "What happened? Exactly?"

Reid sighed and adjusted Henry, who was fast asleep in his arms. "I went for my lunch break and drove over here. Garcia wanted me to check on them. Said that JJ had been under a lot of stress lately. When I came, I rang the doorbell several times. No one answered. I knocked on the door and called out, but no one answered that either. I turned the doorknob and the house was unlocked. I smelled blood and drew my gun. I went into JJ and Will's bedroom and found them. You…Rossi, you could barely tell it was Will. He was just so…beat up." Reid sniffed and held Henry a bit closer.

"I followed a blood trail into the bathroom. That's where I found JJ. I was in a daze. It would've taken me a few minutes to call the ambulance and team, but then I heard Henry cry. I went to his room and found him standing up clutching the bars of his crib. He cried 'momma'." Reid sniffed again and swallowed back a sob.

"It's okay, Reid." Rossi comforted. "You can stop. We know what happened from there."

Reid nodded and closed his eyes. JJ had been one of his best friends. What was he to do now? And poor Henry…who was he going to go to?

"What are we gonna do with Henry?" Reid asked quietly a few minutes later. Rossi looked up, startled. He thought. He didn't know what to do with the boy.

"I suppose we'll just have to wait to see if Garcia finds a will. If there isn't one telling where he's to go…then I guess he'll go to the next of kin."

Reid nodded. "Who's going to alert the family?"

"I think Hotch is doing that now."

~Shelter and Protect~

Hotch was on the phone with JJ's mother.

"Mrs. Jareau, I understand you're upset." Hotch said patiently. "But you can't blame us for your daughter's death."

"It's your fault! If you all didn't exist…she wouldn't have ever been there!" Mrs. Jareau exclaimed hysterically.

"Mrs. Jareau. This team was formed to help catch people like the one who did this to your daughter."

"And she ended up joining it!" Mrs. Jareau screamed shrilly. "If you'd just kept your ideas to yourselves…she might still be alive today! She made enemies working for you!"

Hotch sighed. He was losing all patience.

"Mrs. Jareau," he snapped finally, interrupting the woman's rant. "I am sorry about your daughter's death. Jennifer was a good friend to all on the team. She cared about this team and this team cared about her. She appointed two of my team members godparents of her child. Now. If you'll excuse me, I have other phone calls to make. We are going to find out who did this. Feel free to come down and make arrangements needed for your daughter's funeral. Goodbye."

Hotch hung up and heaved a sigh. He hated dealing with family members. Well, hopefully Mrs. Jareau would take care of contacting everyone else. Hotch glanced down at his list. He had two towns to call. He needed to inform them all cases were put on hold. The first was the town of Topeka, Kansas. There had been several murders there. He dialed the number and sat leaned against his car as the phone rang.

"Sheriff's Girder." A voice greeted.

"Hello, this is Agent Aaron Hotchner form the BAU. We had plans to work your case but we are unable to." Hotch stated.

There was silence for a moment. Then: "What? I have six dead bodies and more are pouring in! What am I supposed to do?"

Hotch closed his eyes. He knew he'd get this sort of reaction.

"I'm sorry but one of our team members was murdered. The case has taken top priority." Hotch explained.

"Only one of your team! One! And it's top priority? I've got six people dead!"

"I understand that Sheriff Girder but until we find out who did this to our member, we are not going to be of much use anyway. We will get back to you as soon as we can." Hotch hung up with a sigh. He waited a moment before picking up the phone and dialing the next number.

~Shelter and Protect~

Prentiss sighed as she entered the JJ's room. She felt uneasy being in here, where death had occurred such a short time ago. True, she had been in several places where death was recent, but it had never been one of a friend. That's what made all the difference.

"No luck." Morgan stated. "No message, no trail, nothing. I've checked all through the bathroom. You finished with the bedroom?"

Prentiss sighed nervously. "Actually, to tell you the truth I…I haven't even gotten started. It's all so…shocking. I mean…JJ…" Prentiss trailed off and Morgan nodded understandingly.

"I know, Prentiss. But we've gotta figure out who it is." Prentiss nodded in response. Morgan clapped a hand on Prentiss's shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze. Prentiss smiled gratefully up at him and Morgan returned the smile.

Morgan left to search the rest of the house and Prentiss concentrated on the room. She walked over to the nightstands, carefully lifting things and checking under them. She lifted up JJ's pillow and a slip of white paper caught her eye. She picked it up carefully and read it quickly.

Agent Jareau,

Hope whoever replaces you thinks twice next time one of the cases is 'too unimportant'. I wonder how your child will feel, lonely, terrified. No parents to turn to. That's how my baby felt. Payback is sweet.

There was no signature. Prentiss quickly secured the note in an evidence bag.

"Morgan!" she yelled. Morgan entered quickly.

"I found a note." Prentiss explained, handing the bag to Morgan. He read through the note quickly.

"We need to get this to the rest of the team." He stated grimly.

Ooo! Shocker huh? Hope you liked, please review!

Eminnis and Alicia