"Dam" JJ said as the board marker she was using ran out of ink. Shaking it furiously in hopes of getting anything else out of it she turned to the rest of the team.

"Here" Reid said taking out a new one from his bag and threw it across the room towards JJ. Unfortunately he got the angle wrong and it fell the other side of the board to which she was standing. Laughter erupted from Emily at the sorry throw.

"Thanks Spence" JJ laughed walking to pick it up.

"Sir I think you might want to take a look at this." a young female officer said as she poked her head round the door to the office. Harry looked up wiping the grin from his face.

"What"

"This was handed to the secretary of maverick's advertising company. She sent it here straight way." she said handing the brown envelope to Harry. Putting on a glove he took the envelop from his college. Opening it up he found three pictures the first was of a woman. She was tied to a chair bound and gagged. Passing it on the Agent Hotchner he pulled out the second picture this one was of Erin Mathews lying in her hall. The third was of him meeting the FBI when they arrived. He passed this on while checking the envelop to see if the un-sub had left anything else for them.

"Take the envelop and pictures to be checked for prints." Harry said handing them back.

"So it would appear that the un-sub knows we're here. Not to mention he is escalating." Hotchner said turning his attention back to the rest of his colleges.

"Do we know for sure it's the same guy and not a copy cat?" Harry asked hoping that it was the same guy because he didn't really need two of them out there.

"It's the same guy. The picture of the body has not been released yet. Plus the pool of blood is not there which means this was taken just after she died from the pictures I saw on the plane when the first team arrived there was a pool of blood was just above her head." Reid answered.

"So what's with the picture of us in there?" JJ said looking between Hotch and Prentiss.

"Well I feel that he's letting us know that he knows we have arrived as well as showing us his latest victim most likely in some attempted on his part to take us on directly." Hotch replied

"So what it's like a game to him now." Harry stepped in not liking what he was hearing.

"It looks that way. It's actually very helpful towards profiling this guy." Reid finished.

"Ok well we need to ID the girl in the picture. Start with Mavericks there has to a link there no matter how random the un-sub seems. Everything he does is for a reason. JJ send a copy of the picture to Garcia have her run a list of all employees there. Also have her go into the backgrounds of all the victims. We need to find a link no matter how trivia. Prentiss, Reid I want you to go down to Mavericks talk to the secretary, find out about who delivered the package and anything else you can. When Gideon and Morgan return I want to go though everything we know." Hotch told his team he had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

He stood in his make shift dark room developing the pictures of today. The first was of his latest victim Rebecca she'd be his best yet. For she was strong and determined. He enjoyed a fighter the other three hadn't been so strong mentally. Sure they could have high powered jobs, walk all over men but when it came right down to it they had been weak. But Rebecca no she was strong, much like how he expected the two agents to be. He'd had to knock her out to get her to comply which had taken the fun out of it so he brought her back here which is when his idea to send the pictures to the FBI had come to him. He'd liked that, taking them on directly that was fun. He smiled and a lovely photo of the blonde came into focus. She did take a pretty picture. He added to the string of already developed photos. He tried to imagine what her hair would smell of. Would she scent it or just let it smell natural. He purred at the thought of a sweet flowery smell. Looking down his other prize came into focus the brunette Agent Prentiss He'd heard her name as she introduced herself to that dippy secretary. She'd come in with the nerdy looking one Dr Reid actually a very smart guy. His train of thought was broken by screaming coming down the hall. Rebecca was awake.

JJ stirred her coffee looking out of the window at the station it reminded her of the small town in which she had grown up. The station was a lot quieter now than it had been during the day.

"You ok?"

"Huh… yeah just thinking how much this town reminds me of where I grew up." JJ replied turning to face Reid.

"Right. Well Emily and I have just got back and I think we are all meeting to go over what we know so far if you wanna join us."

"Yeah sure" they turned and headed out of the little kitchenette in the station and down the corridor to the office where they had set up base.

"So what did you find at the third crime scene" JJ hear Hotchner ask as she walked into the room followed by Reid.

"Well there was no sign of forced entry which could suggest she either knew her attacker or that he was some one who you'd trust." Morgan started.

"The Murder happened in the hall, with her bag and keys near her. Meaning that it's likely he Un-sub was waiting for her." Gideon continued

"This would mean that there is a level of organization to his kills. Their not random." Hotch said wiping his hand over his face.

"But with no obvious physical type and no obvious direct link that can be seen. It's going to hard find out who he's targeting next." Emily said stepping forward into the conversation.

"What have we learned about the pictures?" Gideon asked turning his attention to the rest of them.

"Well the victims Name is Rebecca Johnson. She works for the mavericks company" JJ said coming forth.

"She signed into work this morning. Went out for lunch today but never came back the secretary says she usual goes to a little café round the corner. We checked it out she ate there then left to go back to work no one has seen her since." Emily continued

"Has her family been notified?"

"Not yet they live 2 hours away I have a couple of cops going out there now. Hotch nodded towards Harry.

"What about who delivered the package?"

"According to the secretary it was a young male. In his teens he said a guy gave it to him out side she didn't have anything else to say on it really."

"Did Garcia give you anything else" Hotch asked JJ.

"No so far she can't seem to find a link between but she said she'll keep looking and get back to us if she finds anything,"

"Right" Hotch turned and looked at the picture of them arriving he'd been so close.

"That picture wasn't taken from a building" Reid started "the angles wrong he'd have had to been at ground level just in the street or in a car. Do you have security cameras out front?"

"We do but not at that angle from the looks of it this picture was taken from down the side ally. Left of the entrance."

"He was waiting for us. How many people knew we were coming?" Morgan asked Harry

"I only told a couple of my people but in a town like this news travels fast." "Any leads on the photo paper where it was developed?"

"No it wasn't done anywhere professional this guy develops his own."

"So our un-sub has time to be waiting round for us to show up. Then go to the lower part of town kidnap a woman. Take photos develop them all go back to where he was earlier, hand them to a kid to give to the secretary. All in the space of a day. As well as murdering someone last night. If I had a regular job this would not be possible." Morgan said

"That could suggest that he either has a part time job, or he's unemployed. It's possible he has a hard time holding down a long term job which could be why he targets women of a high position. He must get off on the rush of being able to assert power over them." Spencer Reid said breaking down a part of the profile they'd later have to put to the police force.

"Ok it's late we should go get some rest now and put the profile to the police tomorrow" Hotchner said standing. The were all tired it was pushing for 2am now and he needed them to be alert for tomorrow cause he had a feeling it was going to be a long day.