A/N- Hellllloooo! How's everyone's summers' been going? Fabulous, I hope. Anywho- chapter 7! Enjoy and please please pleeeease… REVIEW! :P

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JJ's POV

I threw the rest of the crackers and cereal into the bag, along with the 20 water bottles, blanket, clothes, and a pocket knife. I turned around and continued my search for survival items.

I turned my head to look at the fridge when my eye caught something familiar- keys. There were only 2 keys currently there, and both said things like "Firebox" and one was even labeled "Gun Cabinet". Neither was going to help at all.

A gruesome thought popped into my mind and I tried to shake it away, but it forced itself back in.

I gave in and walked into the room with Brian's body in it. "I'm so sorry." I said out loud as I reached into his pocket and felt around, fingering a keychain. I pulled it out and sighed, the guilt slipping into my mind.

On the keychain, hung two keys, labeled "truck spare" and the other being the key for the four-wheeler. Judging by the fact that the truck was stolen by my new killer, I was stuck with the four-wheeler.

I threw a few more things into my bag and zipped it up, throwing it on my back. I looked out the window for the fifth time before opening the door to the garage and stepping out.

The first thing that I saw- the black four-wheeler I would be driving all the way back to the BAU. To my family.

Reid's POV

Emily Prentiss laughed at me and she finished up wrapping my bloody hands. "You really have to stop punching things." She joked. I let out a laugh and winced when she patted my sore hands.

"Ill keep that in mind." I told her, actually noting it inside my head. It would be a good idea.

Hotch walked over to us. "The police found fingerprints. Garcia ran the prints and found a match. James Laredo a.k.a.- The Wolf." He informed us.

"So he was here, and he killed all of those people? How is that even possible?" Emily answered.

"I'm not sure, but we're going to find out. The police told us the killings weren't more than 3 hours ago, so Garcia called every police station in the area to lock down the area. He could still be here." Hotch said, and nodded at us."

"What do we do?" I asked.

Hotch paused, then opened his mouth to speak.

"We wait."

James Laredo a.k.a. The Wolf's POV

The stolen Ford started easily, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the purring feeling as the engine roared to life. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes, resting them and the picture of the beautiful blonde girl I was chasing. Soon, she'd be mine and the BAU would be at a loss. I pressed down the gas pedal and continued down the long dirt road leading to hostage home.

I turned my radio on, welcoming the familiar sound of the local police radio. I had already heard the news about the area being locked in, with the BAU trying to catch me and all. Too bad I was already out of there and into my safety zone. Into Jennifer Jareau's danger zone.

I drove down the road, dirt picking up behind me. Radio on, windows down, empty road ahead of me.. it almost seemed like a normal life. Except for the whole murderer part.

I pulled into the house's driveway after about 2 more hours and turned off my truck. I got out, and the first thing I realized was that the garage was open. Something I didn't do in my time there. I pulled out my gun and ran inside the house. I ran through the rooms searching for JJ, but not finding anyone or anything at all.

"Damnit!" I screamed as I gave in, admitting to myself I was too slow. I threw my gun onto the floor and ducked immediately as I realized m mistake. The bullet ricocheted off of the wall and came back at me, clipping my arm. I grabbed my bleeding arm and fell to the ground in pain.

After laying in pain for awhile, I got myself up and back outside into my truck. Injuring myself just made me want to kill her more, I thought as a started my truck and sped off into my chase.

JJ's POV

I started up the four-wheeler once again after watching the truck speed towards the house I was recently trapped in. I held my breath as I hid in the deep woods, facing the trees as I watched my killer pass me by. I started driving down the road towards Quantico, my thoughts overwhelming me. I couldn't wait to be back in the arms of Spencer Reid. I swallowed down the tears that wanted to flood out and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, as if my emotions weren't already screwed up, I heard the roar of the stolen truck coming up behind me. I looked back, and the horrible feeling in my gut got 100 times worse. A hand stuck out from the movie and a gun rang off through the air near me. I glanced back again, and something weird caught my eye. He was resting his arm on the car door. Someone would only do that if they could support the weight of their own arm. He was injured, and I was about to use this as an advantage.

I jerked the steering wheel to the right, into the deep woods. I weaved through some trees and glanced back. The truck was stopped outside of the trees, unable to get through. I laughed to myself and sped up, weaving through the woods and into my safety. I kept going for a good 15 minutes and then stopped, thinking I had to be safer now.

I got out some crackers and a water bottle, and started trying to ease my unsettled and grumbling stomach. My jaw dropped as I looked around and realized I was completely and utterly lost.

Reid's POV

I shot down the last of my coffee and tossed the empty cup into the garbage can next to Morgan's desk. He looked up at me and smiled.

"Hey, use your own, punk." He teased. I looked down at mine, and chuckled at the coffee cups filling it up. He laughed and turned back to his work. "We're getting closer!" he said, probably just to make me happier.

If JJ's killer was really still in Quantico, we would be sure to find him. But odds were that he was already out, and well on his way to her. If there was only a way to follow him.

I walked over to the evidence board and sat down. My eyes glazed over every piece of evidence we had come across, when something weird caught my eye in the picture of O'Keif. I noticed some blood smears leading to the body, something we had surprisingly missed.

"Hotch!" I yelled, running towards his office. "Hotch! We need to get back to murder scene of O'Keif." I said. I showed him the picture and as soon as we got sorted out, we jumped in our SUVs and left.

We walked over to the body, which was in the middle of being cleaned up and Hotch talked to the boss to delay it. We looked at the drag marks, with led to an abrupt stop, where some tire marks were. Someone made a fast stop, dropped off the body, and drove off.

We took prints of the wheel marks and found that they belonged to a Ford. I took out my phone and dialed Garcia.

"Hey, can you search for any reports of missing Fords?" I asked.

"Sure thing, dollface. Gimme 30 seconds." She replied. I thanked her and waited.

"Okay, I got them!" she said.

"That was only 18 seconds." I informed her. "I believe that's a new record!" I teased.

"Well, I wouldn't be surprised." She teased back. She continued on to read off the list of stolen Fords which surprisingly, was a lot.

"Okay. I love you, and support you guys and all of that, but I am not reading all of these names off to you." She told me.

"Hmm. Is there a Darren O'Keif in there by any chance?" I asked.

"Well actually, someone reported a suspicious person driving around in a Ford. The license plate was registered to O'Keif so that could be your guy!"

"Color?" I asked. "Anything that would make finding it easier?"

"Dark Blue. It has a big dent on its bumper." She replied.

"Thank you so much Garcia." I said and hung up. I ran over to Hotch and told him the news. "We need to be on the lookout for a blue Ford with damage to its bumper. That's O'Keif's car, and the one James Laredo is currently traveling in." I said.

"So this explains the killing of O'Keif." He said.

"Yes. While JJ was being held hostage, her first kidnapper stole O'Keif's truck. Then, while O'Keif was walking because he couldn't drive without a truck, The Wolf killed him, and dragged his body into the middle of Quantico to get attention. While we were investigating the crime scene, he jumped into the truck and drove out of Quantico, away from us before we could lock down the area." I said.

"Okay, ill call the PD. Ill tell them to send out people outside of Quantico."

"Tell them to go through the forest, down the roads, anywhere and everywhere." I said. He nodded and walked away. We started driving back towards the BAU to get ready for the chase.

A/N: Well, there you have it. Chapter 7! I hope you liked it! Chapter 8 soon (I hope) and remember- REVIEW! Don't make me come over there! ; ) P.S.- have a great rest of the summer! : )