Author's note; Thank you for everyone being patient with me, i had a serious writer's block and thought it would be unfair to write a chapter on bad idea's trust me this is leading somewhere, i do have it all in plan..

I really enjoy writing this troy btw, and right now is top of my list, i have three weeks left off holiday so will try to do as much by then.

Once again review, follow favorite, and any question's put below, any thing you might want to see, give me any idea's i can not promise i will be able to put them all in but i will try and fit some in to revolve aroung my story line.

P.S. i still haven't decided whether or not you guys will findout the identity of the Individual un-subs.

The plane landed roughly at Quantico, there was no movement for about 5 minutes until the plane door opened slowly and the stairs where attached securely. Jennifer Jareau stepped onto them moving quickly but hesitating first taking in the air that was home. Past the baggage claim, she put her passport away and walked straight out of the revolving door into the unsafe world outside. She got in the first taxi she saw, gave the address and they sped off.

Hotchener on the other hand was just getting out of a taxi, as he paid the driver money. He figured it would be safer to take public transport than his own recognisable vehicle. As he collected his bags from the boot he shut the taxi door. Walking up to the steps to the base he sighed, another holiday ruined by a psychotic idiot. He whipped out his badge and pressed it against the security scan, as it authorised his access he was greeted with familiar face sand many concerned looks. He walked into the local area of the building to see Rossi up in his office pacing, Reid asleep in his chair, Morgan and Prentiss talking and Garcia carrying three coffee's and talking to herself. This was going to be a long day, and it had barely begun.

Garcia walked over to Prentiss and Morgan holding the coffee's debating with herself whether or not to get any sleep when just as she put the coffee's down she shrieked.

"Hotch!"

He smiled awkwardly and made his way over to them as Morgan and Prentiss stopped talking and waited for him to come closer, Reid woke up roughly at the sound of the shriek and Rossi stopped pacing from his office and stared down through the glass. He made his way down.

"Is everyone alright?" he asked concerned whilst covering his ear closest to Garcia.

Murmurs of yes, and nods headed his way.

"Good then let's get started", he put his briefcase down on the table and opened it up taking out a file, Prentiss interrupted.

"Err, Hotch shouldn't we wait for JJ" she queried.

"JJ is on her way here, we'll fill her in when she gets her, because if this is a terrorist attack or if, anyone else is in danger we have no time to waste.

No-one said anything but it was clear they all silently agreed.

"Well then", Hotch said pulling up a chair.

The conversation continued.

(An hour or so after)

Rossi sighed rubbing his temple with his forefinger and thumb trying to ignoe the constant pounding against his skull, he slightly squinted then said, alright so for now what do we know?

Multiple un-subs.

It's more likely to be a personal vendetta against us.

They have been watching us, but not just observing they know us somehow, they know us personally maybe?

"But how?" Morgan replied, "For them to know this stuff about us we must have told them"

"No, they're smarter than that they're a distant friend, someone we don't expect someone who finds out about us by other people but someone we wouldn't think twice about, like a ghost, who slips in and out of our lives, we don't even notice them when they watch us, we don't question them, there are literally living ghosts".

"The living dead" Reid finished.

"Well they will be when I'm done with them" Morgan replied rising an eyebrow and winking at Garcia.

"Alright I want everyone to take the person's file to their left, we will study each other's lives, find out about the other person, and find their enemy's" Hotch said taking Rossi's file.

Morgan sighed deeply, placing his face in his hands,

"What is it?" Garcia asked,

"Since I started at the BAU the one rule I had was to not do this to any of you, not to profile any of you and certainly not learn your life stories",

"Because you're worried about what you might find" Rossi spoke wisely,

"Rossi this will change us all of us"

"I have no doubt in my mind, that after this we will change we will see each other differently, but that is something we will have to live with".

They all grabbed a file and walked away.