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"Have you seen Emily or Derek?" A slightly tipsy Penelope Garcia asked her blond friend. The hall was getting emptier every minute as people started leaving. Only the rest of the BAU team was still standing around a small table drinking and laughing. It was laughter induced by drinking alcohol but it was one of the rare weekends of stand-down and they wanted to celebrate that.

"Nope. But Pen, you know these two love birds. I guess they just couldn't keep their hands of each other and left."

"Or maybe they're having sex in Derek's office?"

"Ew! Penelope Garcia, don't you say or think something like that ever again! That's gross!"

"Okay, okay. But I can't help imagining my hot chocolate thunder naked…Emily really hit the jackpot."

"Hey honey." An arm snug its way around JJ's waist and she felt immediately comfortable. "It's already one a.m. I think we should go home so the sitter doesn't have to stay up any longer."

"You're right." JJ turned to face the father of her child then waved at the rest of the group. "See you all on Monday. Happy and sober."

"We're going to die, right?" Her soft voice broke the silence. They had been trying to pry the door open, constantly worrying about the way their breath was forming small clouds.

"No one's going to die. Do you hear me?" He turned and tried to pull her into his arms only to feel her taking a step back. He sigh escaped his lips and once again disappeared in a small white puff. "The team will find us."

"The team?" She stared at him incredulously. "They don't even know we're missing! It's only Friday night and we're on stand-down until Monday. Until they even realize we're gone, we'll already be…" She left the unfinished sentence hang in the air.

"I'm sorry." Derek shook his head. "This is all my fault."

_ flashback:
"This has to stop." The dark-skinned man sympathetically but firmly. "The roses, the letters, everything."

"But Derek, I…"

"I like you. As a friend. But I'm not playing in the other team, you know. I'm in love with Emily, and I doubt that's going to change."

"No, it's not. I'm sorry, for being so pessimistic." She stepped forward and put her head on his chest. Her quiet -We'll be alright.- gave them the hope they needed to get through the night.

The ringing of a phone roused a groggy JJ from her sleep. Clumsily she reached for the phone on her nightstand and answered with a slightly annoyed voice. "Jareau."

"JJ. Call the team. We have a problem."

She didn't even know when she fell asleep. She only knew that right now she was sitting on the chilly floor, leaning against Derek's chest. For one second a smile graced her lips, not really aware of their situation. For one second she thought that they just fell asleep on the couch.
But a second wasn't very long.
She quickly felt the chilly cold which had seeped into her bones since they'd been trapped here.

"You're okay?" Derek's voice startled her and she turned.

"Perfect. If you could run me a hot bath, I'd be even better." An exhausted smile spread on Emily's face for a second, the next it was gone again.

"We need to get up and keep moving or we'll lose too much body heat." Slowly he got und took her hands to pull her up with him. He felt the grogginess the cold had induced immediately. Derek wondered how Emily must feel, her smaller body losing heat even faster than his.

"What do you suggest?"

"We'll look for something that helps us to get out of here."

How long had they spent digging through the junk, that pilled itself in the small basement? Emily didn't know. The only thing she knew was that she was getting weaker. The cold was devouring her,
every second a little more. Her fingers were shaking and she was barely able to get good grip on pretty much anything. She would've never thought that you could beso cold.
I can't let him know just how scared I am. I'll just drag him down.

"Emily! Take a look at this!"

His excited voice had her spinning around quickly. Maybe they did have a chance. With a few steps she had reached his side and stared at the small radio in his hands. "What?"

"It's a radio."

"I can see that."

He laughed at that, his hope raising. "Every radio has a receiver and a receiver can always be modified into an transmitter. I used to do that a lot when I was kid, my friends and I would fool the police sometimes."

Emily decided not to say anything to that.

"If I can do it again, we might be able to call for help."

"Thank god!" The brunette exclaimed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him fervently. "I love you." She whispered, and she meant every syllable of it. "More than anything."

"I love you, too." He tucked a curl behind her ear and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'll get started."

"What is this?"

Dr. Spencer Reid looked up from the picture and around the conference room.

"The cleaning crew found it when they were clearing the tables." Hotch answered. He hadn't even reached home when he got the call. The bags under his eyes proved that. He'd been staring at the picture for a few minutes in his office before calling the team.

"Has someone tried to reach her or Derek?" A worried Penelope asked. The photograph was more than enough for her to be scared to death for her two friends.
"I tried. About ten times. Only voicemail." Rossi joined the conversation.

"They're in danger right?" The normally so bubbly blondes voice shook with tears. "Someone's trying to hurt them."

Hotch, always being the strong leader spoke up, in a clear voice. "JJ, Rossi, you check their apartment. Look for any signs, that they ever came home. Penelope, look for any cellphone or credit card activities. Reid and I will check out the bullpen and Derek's office for any signs of where they could be."

Emily watched him work, doing something she didn't understand. She slid down the wall, knowing she couldn't do anything to help him right now. She felt her eyelids drop in sheer exhaustion, but she fought to keep them open. Sleeping was dangerous in her state, sleeping could mean never waking up. However, the longer she fought the harder it got. Just a little longer was the last thing she thought before her mind pulled her into the land of dreams.

Hotch walked over to Reid, who was going through the drawers of Morgan's desk. He felt awful about invading his friends privacy but he knew he had no other choice.

"JJ called. The door to their apartment was locked, no signs of a break in. They probably never even got there." Hotch informed the younger agent.

"Yeah. I found Derek's car keys on the desk."

"The bullpen, as well as Emily's desk is clear, as well. No notes, no more pictures."

"Why would anyone take a picture of Emily, bound in the back of a van?" Reid let a hand through his newly cut hair.

"To lure Derek out, maybe? Whoever took them, shows him the picture and tells him if they leave quietly he's not going to hurt her."

"But why?"

"I don't know. But we'll have to find out. The why will lead us to the who, and hopefully to Derek and Emily."

"Damn it!" Derek fisted his hands and held them close to his mouth, hoping that the his breath could warm them a little bit. "I can't do it. My fingers a way to cold and stiff."
He waited for a response, an encouragement, but it stayed quiet behind him. "Emily?"
Still crouching in front of the radio, he turned.

The sight shook him to his core. Emily leaned against the wall, her lips ghostly pale and her eyes closed.

"Emily, wake up." He got up, clumsily from the cold and kneeled in front of the brunette. "Come on, wake up." He patted her cheek softly, panic swelling in his chest. "Emily!"

Her eyelids twitched before they revealed her soft brown eyes, that looked dull and tired now.

"There you are. You scared me." His fingers ran gently through her hair.

"I'm so tired." She mumbled, her eyes not really focusing on him.

"I know. Your body shut its functions down to a minimum to survive the cold. But you can't fall asleep. And you can't die on me. Do you hear me?"

She nodded, but he knew he had to do something to keep her awake.

"Someone will find us, and until they do, we dance." He grabbed her hand and kissed it softly. "Come on." He pulled her up into a standing position.

"No. Derek, I can't. Please."

She didn't resist him, but she didn't really help him either. For a few moments he felt her dead weight slumped against him until she caught herself and put her weight on her on her own feet.
She put her hands on his chest and Derek put his arms around her waist, pulling her even closer to him. He started humming the song she used to call their song, and hoped that it would be enough.

Strawberries,
Cherries,
and an angels kiss in spring;
my summer wine is really made from all this things,
take of your silver spurs and help me pass the time;
and I will give to you
Summer Wine

"JJ, would you mind copying those files for the rest of the team? Since Anderson left it's a bit of a chaos around here, but they put the printer in his old office."

"Alright. I'll be back in a minute."

The blonde agent watched the machine print out endless copies of files. Files of UNSUB's who were recently released from jail and those who could have ties to criminals outside of the prison. JJ knew that going through all of them would take days. They could only hope that they'd catch a break.

Her gaze wandered through the rope, now empty except for a desk and a few shelves. The little leather bound book lying on the desk caught her eye, and after a quick look on the printer she walked a little closer. She couldn't help but be curious when she saw a few photos stick out of the book.
Anderson must have forgotten it.

She flipped through the pages and suddenly felt incredibly cold. It couldn't be, could it?

She practically ran back to the conference room, attracting their attention immediately. "Hey guys, listen up. I found this in Andersons office. It must have belonged to him."

"JJ, you can't just-" Hotch stopped when JJ's eyes met his. He understood immediately that it had to be something important.

"I flipped through the pages and you won't believe what I found. Anderson was gay, and he was in love with Morgan."

Now first of all, I have nothing against homosexuality, in fact one of my friends is gay and I love her. I just wanted to explore new possibilties.
Now that being said, I can only hope you enjoyed that chapter and leave a review. You still want me to continue?

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