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A/N: To those of you that were reading my other story My Angel, yes I did removed it, I just figured it would be smarter to finish this story first before starting another Criminal Minds one. So I apologize for that but once this story finishes I will re post that one. Thank you to those that took an interest in it.

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JJ POV

A few days ago Emily got her job back and today would be her first day back, and of course today would be the day we had a case. I didn't know if she was ready to go back yet, at least not on the field. When you're out there things trigger memories and I didn't want her to freeze out there, that's the last thing she needed. So yeah, I'm worried about her, but I haven't made it known yet and I probably won't...I don't want to piss her off again.

I walked into the Bullpen, case file in hand and the first thing I saw was Emily sitting at her desk and it felt good to see. I was like the void in the Bullpen was finally filled. The thing I loved most was see Morgan and Reid laugh with her; those see those two boys smile after such a long time is something that I will hold dear. As much as I loved seeing Emily laugh and smile, I knew it was forced and somewhat faked. I can't wait till the day she smiles for real again.

I gave all three a smile as I walked up to them, stopping at Reid's desk.

"We have a case in Chicago, conference room in five" They nodded at me and I made my way over to Hotch's office.

I knocked before walking in when I saw Rossi with him; they looked like they were in the middle of a serious discussion. Hotch waved me in, causing Rossi too look over his shoulder.

"We're needed in Chicago" Hotch nodded and stood up.

"Is it a bad one?" Rossi asked as he stood up as well.

"Five victims" He nodded and we walked into the conference room; the team was already in there; including Garcia.

I quickly briefed the team on what was up, five victims all brunettes with brown eyes and all females. I saw the concerned looks thrown at Emily, I was concerned too but I made sure not to show it.

EMILY POV

I tried to ignore the looks that were being thrown at me, it was starting to get to me This sure as hell wasn't the first time that I fit the victimology, but suddenly now it was a concern . I need them to understand that I can do my job just fine, Doyle's dead and that's all that should matter.

"Alright, wheel's up in ten" We all began to stand up and collect our things. "Prentiss, I want you to stay in the field office when we get to Chicago" I snapped my head to him.

"Why?" I asked, I tried my best to keep my voice from rising and it wasn't working. "Is it because I fit the victimology? Because I've fit it before and this won't be the last time"

"No, it's because this is my team and you work for me. I want you to stay at the field office because I want you to, do you have a problem with following my orders?" He frowned and raised an eyebrow at me, I could feel everyone's eyes on me.

This was bullshit, fucking bullshit. I did everything they asked me too and got cleared to comeback and now I have to stay in the fucking field office.

"No, I don't have a problem sir" I grabbed the tablet and stormed out of the room.

JJ POV

I watched her storm out of the room, I happen to catch Hotch lock eyes with Rossi and now I knew what they were talking about in his office. This was going to be one hell of a case, for more than one reason.

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JJ POV

After we finished talking about the case everyone began to do their own thing on the plane, I was looking over the case some more. I looked up for a second to give my eyes a break when I saw Emily. She was sitting on her own, staring out a window with an unreadable expression on her face. Hotch had his own reasons for making her stay out of the field, but did he really think she wasn't ready? I didn't know if she would be ready but I was just worried about her...Maybe that was Hotch's reason too. My thoughts were broken by Hotch.

"When we land I want Prentiss and JJ to work on victimology and I want you to find some background information, find a connection aside from the obvious physical connection." I nodded but Emily barley acknowledges him. "Rossi and Morgan, go to the crime scene. Reid, you're with me, we're going to talk to the families" We put our belts on and got ready to land.

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EMILY POV

I'm standing in the field office, staring down the pictures and trying to find a connections between the victims and I'm beyond pissed off. I'm a profiler, I should be out there profiling, not in here. Why the hell would he agree to let me have my job back if he didn't think I was ready to be in the field? It doesn't help that I'm in here with JJ, the tension between up is unbelievable. I know I only have myself to blame for that, but it still sucks.

"Hey" I turned at the soft voice and saw JJ walking back into the room.

"Got anything?" I asked her before turning back to the board in front of me.

"Nothing, Garcia can't find a connection" I heard her say with a sigh in her voice, she stepped up beside me. "I told her to dig deeper in their personal lives and see if she can find something"

"If anyone can do it, it's her" JJ nodded with a small smile.

I rubbed my eyes, tried to rub the tiredness out of them. No matter how much I tried I couldn't stop the yawn that I let out.

"Not sleeping well?" She asked me softly.

"I'm fine" It was a quick answer and I hoped she would leave it alone, I moved away from her and sat down at the table.

"Emily, you can talk to me-"I was quick to cut her off.

"I'm fine JJ, drop it" I looked away from her and down at the tablet.

"Clearly you're not fine" She said with a hiss, her hand coming down on the table hard. I cause me to look back at her, her blue eyes held a fire. "You're tired, which tell me you're not sleeping well but you haven't been on the job since you got back which tells me that you're having nightmares. Having nightmares is a big indication in this job that you're not okay, whether you want to admit it or not. Though I think it's time you admit that something is wrong because it's going to start affecting the way you do your job"

"Whatever is going on with me is for me to deal with, none of it affects my job" I shot out of my chair and stared her down; I didn't think I could get more pissed off then I already am.

"Clearly Hotch thinks it will, that's why you're in here and not out there" Did she know something I didn't, was she a reason for me not being in the field?

"Did he say something to you? Is that why I'm in here, did you say something to him?" I asked in speed.

Before she could answer her cell went off, she looked away from my eyes and down at the caller ID. She put it on speaker, Garcia found something. Our 'talk' would have to wait.

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JJ POV

We had called the team back after Garcia had managed to find a connection and since then Emily and I haven't said more than ten words to each other. I was pouring myself a coffee when Hotch made his way over to me. I gave him a smile and he nodded in return, typical Hotch. It's crazy how much someone can change when they lose someone they love, I'm sad for Hotch. I don't think we'll ever see him really smile again.

"Are you ready to deliver the profile?" I asked as I put sugar into my coffee.

"Yes" He looked over his shoulder and I followed his line of sight, he was looking at Emily. "How's she doing?" He looked back at me and asked, as if he knew I followed his line of sight.

"She's...She's pissed that you have her in here instead of out there with you guys. She wants to be in the field, that's where she thinks she belongs" He nodded as he poured himself some coffee.

"That is where she belongs" I frowned at that.

"Okay, then why is she with me and not with you guys?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I need to make sure that she can do it without reverting back to Doyle, I couldn't keep my mind off of the things that Foyet did to outsmart me when I was in the field and I don't want that to happen to her. My first priority is to keep my team safe" We once again glanced at Emily before looking back at each other. "I'm not going to pretended she died, bring her back from the dead only to truly lose her" I nodded, I didn't want that either.

"How are you going to get her back in the field?" He took a sip of his coffee before answering.

"Slowly, I know she's great at what she does, but I wasn't going to shove her into the field on her first day back" I nodded in agreement as I sipped my coffee.

"I couldn't agree with you more, but you might want to tell her that. She is really pissed off" Hotch nodded before walking away.

My eyes traveled back to Emily, I don't think he's going to tell her. It wasn't because he didn't think she was ready, he just didn't want to push her on her first day. She lifted her head and looked over at me, for a second our eyes connected before she broke it and turned away.

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EMILY POV

Day three in Chicago, two more girls found dead and we finally had a break in the case, we were sure that this guy was our Unsub. Garcia had sent the address to his house and we hoped that when we got there the eighth girl would still be alive. The team began to gear up, I was about to follow their lead when Hotch stopped me from picking up a bullet proof vest. No, this cannot be happening; he can't be stopping me from going on the raid.

"You're staying here" He said calmly as he strapped on his own vest.

"What? No, Hotch you need me out there" I protested, but he simply shook his head.

"We have the Chicago PD and JJ is going to cover for you this time" I felt someone come up beside me, I looked to my left and saw JJ standing there. I felt the anger come back then I saw him hand her the jacket.

"Hotch, you need a profiler out there not a liaison" JJ's head snapped in my direction.

"Excuse me, I maybe a liaison but I am just as good as you are in the field. Don't question my ability to do my job because you're pissed off" She stormed off before I had a chance to say anything else, I hadn't meant for that to come out the way it did...Or maybe I did, I don't know. I was just mad.

"Garcia's going to tap into our radio, you can listen in if you want" I shook my head at Hotch before walking away again.

I sat down in the room that was provided to us and pulled out my phone to call Garcia.

"You've reached the queen of the all knowing, how can I help you?" I could help the small laugh that I let out at her words.

"Hey Pen, Hotch say's I can listen in on the raid" I leaned back in my chair and crossed my legs.

"You're not going on the raid?" I could hear the surprise in her voice.

"No, he's keeping me back" I said quickly and simply, not wanting to get into it, I hoped she would get the hint and not force the topic.

"Um okay, just switch your radio to channel two and when I tap in you should hear them" I said thank you and hung up, waiting for the raid to begin.

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JJ POV

The whole way to our Unsub's, well I guess not Unsub anymore his name is Joe Marks, the whole way to his house I was pissed. How dare she question my ability? How dare she demean my job? Just because I'm not a profiler doesn't mean I can't shoot a damn gun, I still took the FBI training same as her. She must have forgotten about the time I shot Jason Clark Battle.

God, it's been a long time since I was this mad and I never thought Emily would be the one to bring it out of me.

I felt the car stop, I don't know how long I was lost in thought but we were at Joe Marks' house. I stepped out of the SUV and shook my head. I need to focus; I wasn't going to die because Emily made a stupid comment. The house was bigger than we expected, easier for him to hide and harder for us to find him.

"Here we go" I mumbled before I took a deep breath.

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EMILY POV

I heard some noise and then Hotch start to speak and I knew they were getting ready to raid the house. I could hear Hotch giving out orders, Morgan was with JJ, Reid with Rossi and Hotch was going to pair up with the lead detective, Charlie Drake; the other officers were going to search around the outside of the house.

They moved into the house quietly, not wanting to alert the Unsub. It's quiet except for the static from the radio, till I hear Hotch's voice.

"I got the girl" I let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding. "She's alive, I need a medic" Still keeping his voice low.

Again more silence, this time I heard JJ's voice and once again I felt myself lose my breath.

"Joe Marks, FBI don't move! You're under arrest for the murders of seven women!" She was with the Unsub, was Morgan beside her?

Then I heard two shots go off at the same time, but only one body fall to the ground with a thud...Silence...two more shots and then Morgan's voice.

"AGENT DOWN, AGENT DOWN I NEED A MEDIC!"

No, not JJ this can't be happening!