Hey guys! I am sorry again for wait for the update. As you might have noticed, I am updating as many stories as I can today! Yay! So this is an EXTREMELY short chapter, but the next one is going to be really long and a lot happens. PLEASE REVIEW it makes me really happy to hear from you!
They all stared at the screen which was now blank. Rossi was the one to break the silence.
"It was a flesh wound, she is going to be okay," Rossi said. But it didn't take a profiler to know that he was convincing himself, more than anything.
"We should use the information that we have," Hotch said. Morgan got out of his phone to text Garcia.
Reid walked over to the clear board and wrote down what they had.
"I don't think that the location is on the list. There is nothing here that matches anything," he stated.
"So we are basically back to square one with this?" Derek said. He was fiddling with a pen in his hands, just to try to occupy himself.
"Well no," Emily spoke up. "Garcia, look for isolated farms with a basement." Garcia did as she was told.
"This is still too many," Garcia said shaking her head. "What else can I use to narrow it down?"
"Somewhere around 40 minutes from a hardware store?" Hotch added. Garcia shook her head.
"Nothing, nothing," she replied. Will put his head in his still shaking hands, he couldn't imagine what horror JJ was facing as they were sitting around. He look at Henry who was still fast asleep, curled on the couch.
"Wait, JJ said his name is John," Derek said.
Reid interrupted, "but he isn't stupid enough to use his real name."
"Yeah, but he wants to, as sick and twisted as it is, get close to JJ," he explained. "Baby girl, try narrowing it down by middle names. There was a pause where only the sound of shaking fingers on keyboards, nobody wanted to say anything to jinx it.
"Oh my god," Garcia said. "There- there is a farmhouse owned by a Samuel John Cramer. He is 43, white and is 6 foot 1." She turned the laptop to face the profilers and Will.
"That's him," Reid said. There was no doubt in anybody's minds.
Will got up to go with them, but looked at Henry and was stuck.
"Will you can't go," Hotch said, noting to Will's injury.
"I have to," Will said simply.
"Fine, but you'll stay in the car until it is cleared." Will nodded. "Garcia will watch Henry," Hotch added.
Will walked over to the little sleeping boy and kissed his forehead.
"I'm gonna bring back your momma," he whispered.
In less than five minutes they were in two separated SUVs ready to go. Garcia had dispatched SWAT, so they should be at about the same time. It was a bit of a drive, but with the sirens on and Hotch and Morgan driving, they made in only twenty.
"Morgan, Reid and Rossi, take the back. Emily and I will take the front. Be careful, JJ's life is on the line," Hotch added, even though it wasn't needed.