A/N: As promised, here is the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews.

Hotchner finished what he was saying into his cell phone and quietly joined the rest of the team which had already gathered in the conference room.

"There are police and agents scanning every inch of ground between here and the Sentinel, and interviewing any possible witnesses. So far they haven't found anything." He said bowing his head slightly.

"What do we do now?" Elle asked, distraught that J.J. was likely in grave danger.

"We keep working on the case and hope we find something that will lead us to her." Gideon said solemnly. "If we can catch a break, then maybe we can get to her before it is too late."

"I have to wonder if the unsub is really going to kill her though, at least not right away." Reid spoke up.

"What makes you say that?" Morgan asked, looking at his teammate.

"Well to start, all of the murders happened right away from what we know, the attacks were direct and immediate; the victims weren't held captive. Second, he added text with the picture he sent. The text was not only aimed at Hotchner, but it was done so in a taunting manner."

"In other words, he is trying to use her to lure me to him." Hotch said, staring at the table.

"Exactly. He is getting personal to ensure that we pursue him and he is taunting us, in hopes that we will make a mistake. He likely knows that we have some idea of who he is, and that we are not going to make Hotch an easy target, so he takes J.J. and taunts us with her."

"Reid could be on to something." Morgan said raising an eyebrow and scanning the group around the conference table.

"True, but this man is a proven serial killer, and once he gets what he wants, he won't need J.J." Elle said.

"That's why we have to make sure we do just the opposite. We have to make sure we don't give him what he wants." Gideon said staring at Hotchner.

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"Well, Jennifer your friends now know you're missing. How lucky for you." He taunted as he twirled a strand of her hair as she squirmed.

"Please let me go, I can't identify you because I haven't even seen you." She tried in vain to convince him.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you." He said stroking her cheek as she jumped again.

"Wow, you're very jumpy. Don't worry though; I'll break you out of that bad habit eventually." He chuckled as J.J. became even more nervous as she felt a finger trace her jaw-line.

"You smell good." He said after sniffing her.

"You are a very beautiful young woman. One of the reasons why I chose you. I could have had anyone on your team, but I saw you and I knew right away you were the one." He said as his finger went down her throat.

"It must be scary blindfolded, not being able to see your surroundings; where you are, who you're with, and responding solely on your sense of touch." He teased as his finger softly traveled along her collarbone and under the collar of her blouse.

"Such soft skin." He whispered into her ear as she instinctively tried to move away.

"What's wrong, that pretty little ear doesn't like the sound of my voice?" he said forcing his mouth to her ear.

J.J. closed her eyes behind the blindfold as she felt him breath into her ear. She tried to turn away as she felt his tongue come out, but he forced her head to stay in place. His tongue trailed lightly along the edge of her ear.

"Such a pretty ear." He continued to taunt as his mouth wrapped around her ear lobe. He tugged down on it with his lips, hard enough to make J.J. cry out.

His tongue trailed down the side of her neck and around to her cheek. J.J. again tried to turn away, but he forced her to face him.

She scrunched up her nose as she got a whiff of his bad breath straight on. He kissed her nose, and then trailed his mouth down to her mouth, giving it a very soft kiss. When she tried to turn away and make him stop, he became rough.

"Don't like it soft huh? Well how about rough?" He said as he gave her a long, crushing kiss on the mouth as J.J. tried to make him stop.

He stopped to take a breath, and then went at her harder, forcing his tongue into her mouth. J.J. sat there and could do nothing as his tongue ran along her teeth and teased her tongue. A string of saliva dribbled onto her chin when he finally pulled away as she gasped for air.

"Ah… that was very pleasurable." He chuckled as he looked at her.

"You know, I never really got to see your eyes. I bet you have very beautiful eyes. Would you like me to take off the blindfold?"

J.J. nodded her head.

"Okay, I think it's time you get to see who I am." He said as he reached around and took off the blindfold.

J.J. scrunched her eyes as it took a minute for them to adjust, although the room was pretty dark. When she did open them, she jumped back at the site of her captor right in front of her. He was about six feet and strong, with dark hair and what scared her most; dark, lusting eyes.

"I was right, you do have beautiful eyes." He smiled as he put a hand on her cheek.

"Where are we?" she asked as she tried to look around the room.

"In a room, that's as specific as I'll get." He smiled.

"So beautiful, and yet the fear is clearly in your eyes." He remarked as his hand pushed down on her upper cheek, forcing her eye wide open. He stared into her baby blues intensely for a moment before removing his hand.

"Is this what you are going to do, keep taunting me?"

"Well its working isn't it? You're becoming more and more scared and agitated. What little confidence you had is gone, and I can read your eyes like a book." He grinned as J.J. could only glare at him.

"Fine, you really want to know what I'm going to do to you? I'll tell you." He sighed as he went to the ear that he had bit earlier. He pulled on her hair harshly and forced her head back.

"I'm going to slowly harass and taunt you until you break and no longer jump when I touch you. You're a very beautiful woman Jennifer, and being a serial killer can be such a lonely profession." He said while rubbing her thigh suggestively with his free hand.

"I have to say I'm drawn to you, and I would like nothing better than to really get to know you. Unfortunately, once you've served your purpose, you'll have to perish as the others did." He smiled when he saw her eyes grow wide and she began to struggle against her restraints.

He laughed as he came around to face J.J. as her eyes began to tear in fear. He grinned evilly as his hands trailed down the front of her, undoing the top done up button on her blouse.

"You are all mine Jennifer. I control everything and all you can do is watch and react." He said as he forced another kiss on her lips. When he was satisfied, he stood up.

"Well, that was fun. Unfortunately I have some business to attend to, but I'll be back in a while. Think about what I said." He looked back and smiled before closing the door behind him.

J.J. took a deep breath and for the first time, the tears came. She sat there and prayed as she cried, hoping her team would get there before Glen had a chance to do what he promised.

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"The police found something." Hotchner said as he reentered the conference room which had now been turned into a type of living space for the team over the last couple of hours.

"What?" Reid asked nervously.

"A man named Tom Guise was found stabbed three times in an alleyway about halfway between here and the Sentinel; he was 34."

"How long ago was he murdered?" asked Morgan.

"The medical examiner at the scene said it took place only a couple of hours ago; right in the time frame that J.J. was taken."

"The only thing I have a problem with is the man's age, he was 34. It doesn't exactly go with our profile age-wise." Morgan stated.

"He must be collateral damage." Gideon said.

"Huh?" Elle asked.

"Yeah, the man was just an innocent by-stander. Maybe he saw J.J. being attacked, tried to help her and when he did, our un-sub killed him." Reid analyzed.

"If that's true, then there goes our eyewitness and a possible lead." Elle sighed frustrated, as the conference room phone rang and Gideon answered.

The team watched him closely as he spoke with the person on the other end of the line. His facial features dropped some and he rubbed his eyes with his hand as the person spoke.

"Thank you." he finally said as he hung up the phone. "There's been another murder." he announced to the team as they groaned.

"It's not?" Elle asked in mid-sentence.

"No, it's not J.J. but it was another person fitting the profile. There were witnesses this time though and we might just be able to catch him."

"That's great news." Morgan said.

"It is, but I have to wonder why he would kill someone while he has J.J." Gideon thought aloud.

"What are you saying?" asked Elle.

"The unsub is getting uncharacteristically sloppy in the last two killings. Also, the murder in the alley was done more like the first couple of murders. The other two more recent murders have been more sloppy and with more witnesses."

"You think there is more than one killer then?" Morgan asked.

"Could be, either that or our unsub is even more creative than we thought. The only good news in him working so quickly is that it adds to the probability that he will mess up somewhere and we'll catch a break." Gideon said just as Garcia burst into the room.

"Gideon, we got the DNA results back."

"And?"

"And… it's not who we thought it was. The DNA belongs to a Mr. Rupert Gray." Garcia said with a look of disappointment on her face.

"Well, at least we have a name." Morgan sighed, becoming increasingly frustrated.

"Yeah, let's go find him and hope we can get some answers." Gideon said as the team stood up and moved to leave.

Hotchner moved to join them when Gideon put out a hand to stop him.

"Stay here Hotch, the last thing we need you to do is to get into danger. You're still the target from what we know. This could just be another trap."

"But Gideon, I know I can help you guys."

"I know you can too, but the best thing for you to do right now is to stay here with Garcia. Either run through what we have right now and try to find a lead, or just get some rest; you look exhausted."

"You know I won't sleep." He half-glared at Gideon.

"Help Garcia then, this case is far from over and there are plenty of ways you can help." Gideon said as he made his way to leave, leaving behind a tired, frustrated Hotchner.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed, next one may take a bit longer. I have many ideas and the story has quite a ways to go still. Be back soon!