"This would be a lot easier if I had the full set-up to work with," Garcia said, typing away.
From his place behind her, Morgan said, "I know you got this, baby girl."
"But how long is this going to take?" she asked. Her voice was tight as she struggled to maintain her composure. "We don't know how long JJ has."
She almost expected Reid to fill in the blank, to provide them with some bit of trivia just to keep the silence from stretching out too long.
For once, he kept quiet.
They all knew the statistics for abductions. And they weren't good.
"It looks like he may have followed her for a while before abducting her," Hotch said. His words were meant to be a reassurance, but they didn't feel like one. "I tried…" He grimaced. "I tried to argue our case with Strauss. She shot me down. But she updated me on what they'd already deduced."
"So a stalker," Garcia breathed.
Hadn't they all been through enough? Hadn't they faced enough danger to last for several lifetimes already?
Did a stalker have to be thrown into the mix?
Her sweet, lovely, bubbly JJ in the hands of a stalker.
She gave a shaky little gasp.
Morgan's strong hands were immediately on her shoulders, giving them a soothing squeeze.
"Hey, hey," he murmured. "It's okay. We're gonna find her. We will. We've got you on our team."
Garcia gave a watery little smile.
"I'll start with traffic cams," she said.
It didn't matter if they had already been looked at.
If there was something, anything, no matter how small, they would find it.
They would.
She was sure of it.
