AN: Hi, thanks for all those reviews keep 'em coming. They keep me thinking about my stories. Sorry this chapter isn't quite how I wanted it to be… So if you have any ideas fo the story…or how I can do better. Just tell me. I've got a lot to learn.

As Emily and Reid met up with the team again, it was past noon. They had not only talked to the family of the still missing women, but also to her friends and co-workers. And everybody had told them the same story. Apparently Francis Hoalten was a strong self-confident woman. She loved her job and her family, and there was no dark past to stir up. Hotch and Morgan hadn't had better luck. The so called crime-scene was really just a river in a forest. The deep blue waters of "Frinsley creek" were not disturbed by anything. And the surrounding area revealed no indication of the performed crime. Only some leaves at the wrong place and some broken twigs. There was absolutely nothing to work with. The sun was shining bright and nobody knew what to do. So as the team munched in some sandwiches and coffee they picked up where they had ended a day before.

"I'm still wondering", Reid said "why all these facts don't fit together. Something is strange about this case."

Than he looked up from his coffee cup as he heard a snort from Morgan. Before he could even ask him what was so funny about that Hotch spoke out what they were all thinking:

"Aren't all of our cases strange and difficult Reid? Probably were just not so good in form because Gideon left." But he did not look very convinced of his own words.

"yeah, your probably right. We'll find something. Sooner or later." JJ said, trying to cheer them all up, it didn't help.

"Hopefully sooner." Morgan mumbled into his mug.

They all fell silent, looking into there coffee mugs waiting for something to happen.

"Yeah sure all cases are strange but Reid is right. The only connection those victims have is there blond hair and blue eyes. That makes no sense at all. Do you want to sit here and talk about what we cant do, why we cant solve this case?"

JJ smiled. ,Emily Prentiss sure has a talent for braking the silence ' she thought.

"Come on guys what would Gideon do?" The dark haired woman finished her speech.

Morgan was shocked. That gal was a real good profiler indeed. She had hit the situation with very precise words. She was right. They were all here and all they could think about was why Gideon had left.

"well." Morgan said. "I…" he was interrupted by the ring of his mobile. A look of confusion crossed his face as he said hi to Garcia.

"hey baby-girl what have you got for us?"

Garcia laughed. "Do I always have to have a reason for calling the hottest guy I know?"

Emily nudged JJ's shoulder and gave her a wink. They had spoken about the technical analyst lately…

"Ahhh, well…" Morgan answered. "If that's all then the team doesn't have to listen."

He took his mobile and left the room leaving a very confused team behind.

"Since when does Garcia just call?"

"Doesn't matter right now Reid. What does matter is our case. So. The criminal kidnaps women, with blond hair and blue eyes, tortures and than kills them."

Reid continued "Afterwards he combs there hair, puts there make-up on and paints tears on their faces."

"Right." JJ said. "He takes them to Frinsley Creek and risks to be seen. So it has to mean something to him."

Hotch nodded. "So far so good." He opened the door to the hallway where Morgan was still talking with Garcia.

"Morgan, ask Garcia to check up Frinsley Creek. We need to know why it is so important."

Morgan passed the question to Garcia. And laughed at her answer. He pressed the red telephone and turned to Hotchner.

"Know what Hotch? I just thought of it.. but did you notice that all ofthem havea job which involves working with children? Even Marianne Brody, she was helping in a kindergarden."