The first thing the BAU saw on the news was that a new body had been found. The body of a little boy had been discovered by two construction workers- he had been stabbed three times and was lying facedown in the fresh concrete. The two men had been horrified to see that the boy had been cut in the head by broken glass, and that he had shards of it sticking out of his skull.

Hotch and Morgan were the first ones to be on the scene. Morgan stared down at the body with total disgust on his face. "How the hell can someone do this to a little kid?"

Hotch shook his head. "I don't know, Morgan. But his victim rate is climbing."

By the time Reid had gotten there, there was a mass of crying people located around the dump-site. The boy and his family happened to be well known, the father being the head police officer and the mother the school principal.

His name had been Chase.

Another body was found. JJ couldn't bring herself to the dump-site, she was afraid she might burst into tears and go after the damn Unsub herself. Such a coward, going after small children who couldn't defend themselves. Going after teenagers in the dark and elderly people who were too frail to do anything themselves. The nerve of some people made JJ want to rip her hair out and take a machine gun to the place.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves. God JJ, it's just your job. Treat it like you've treated all the others. With some pride.

Pride wasn't something she had a lot of anymore. She had nearly cried every single day since the mission began, and that didn't even count when she went to bed at night.

"Hey JJ." said someone above her.

JJ looked up to see Reid with his usual cup of coffee. He had a glum look on his face; and for Reid that was never good. JJ just gestured to the empty seat. "Hey."

"Did you hear about..." Reid trailed off, unsure if he should say more.

JJ nodded quickly. "Heard about it as soon as those construction guys found him."

Reid swallowed a sip of his coffee. "I visited Alex Smith's body at the dump-site. And JJ; I could see everything."

"Like what?" JJ couldn't help but be immediately concerned. "What did you see?"

Reid stared down at the table, sorry that he had even bought it up.

JJ reached across the table and gently covered Reid's hand with hers. His skin was so soft, like a child's.

"Let me help you, Reid." JJ said quietly.

He shook his head; once more seeing the strange visions of being drug through the grass and being held against his will. The sharp pain in his side came back. "I know what she went through," he muttered. "I could...I don't know...feel her being stabbed, I could see it as though I was her..."

"Reid." JJ looked at the genius and felt a pang of sorrow. He didn't deserve this emotion he held. "Look at me, Reid."

Reid looked at her, his face looking paler than snow. "It's selfish of me to say these things to you. With everything you've been through..."

JJ shook her head. "No, hon. Don't do that to yourself."

"I can't help it." Reid said quietly. "I should be helping you move out of the grieving process and all I'm doing is hurting you by reminding you of all these deaths."

A sad look crossed over JJ's face- but she shook her head again. "It was an unfortunate accident. No one could have expected that."

Reid put his hand over JJ's and looked into her eyes; he found himself swimming in a green sea of sadness. He couldn't comprehend what she had been going through the last couple months, he couldn't even imagine. Even though he had spent all his free time with her, helping her, making her live life even though she felt empty; he still didn't do enough.

He could never do enough for her.

"Hey, lovelies." Garcia walked into the room. As soon as she saw JJ and Reid holding hands, she stopped in her tracks with a large smile on her made up face.

Reid quickly let go of JJ and got up awkwardly, accidently knocking over his chair in the process. He muttered an, "I'll see you later, JJ." before stumbling out of the room. He had left his coffee behind.

"Girl." Garcia walked over to JJ and set up the knocked over seat. "Are you alright?"

JJ gave a small shrug before going back through some files. "I've been better."

"Reid's been helping you- hasn't he?" Garcia pressed.

"Of course." JJ murmured. "He's eased a lot of the pain."

Garcia was about to say something more when her cell phone rang. She took it out, with a level of disappointment, and saw that it was Morgan. She answered it with her usual gusto. "Hey sexy babe. What's your deal?"

JJ watched as Garcia's usual happy face turned into horror. She hung up, looking stunned.

"Garcia?" JJ asked quietly.

The tech-analyst looked at JJ, tears springing up in her eyes. "We need to head to the site. They found a note in the dead boy's body. From another boy named Henry."