A/N-So glad folks are enjoying this story and apparently the pairing of Jordan and Penelope. Thank you for all the alerts and reviews, I appreciate everyone's comments and your patience as I update this story and my others. Still working three 12 hour days in a row, then regular work days so it gets a bit crazy…thanks for bearing with me…

Disclaimer-The only characters that belong exclusively to me are Jordan Coyote, Reggie, our unsub and the other kings…

Emily lay on her side of the bed listening to JJ's even breathing. She was thankful that she had finally fallen asleep after they had spent over an hour talking about what happened at the club. Rolling onto her back, she thought about how hard this was going to be. Thank goodness for Jane and Maura. If not for them being here, she was sure that they would have had a hell of a blow out. She understood JJ's concern especially as it pertained to Reggie. Emily had to admit her behavior gave her the creeps as well, but she was a strong suspect and tonight they had managed to get four names of possible suspects. With any luck, no one else would get hurt before they figured out for sure who was killing these women.

Maura laid along Jane's side, enveloped by one arm, her hand on Jane's bare chest as a finger traced the surgical scar there. Putting her palm flat against her chest, she heard Jane's moan of pleasure at the touch. Smiling, she let herself feel Jane's heart beating beneath her hand. Tonight had been tense for everyone involved. She hated that JJ and Emily seemed uncomfortable with each other when they had gone to bed, but knowing what she did of them, she knew they wouldn't go to sleep before they resolved things between them.

She felt guilty about being grateful that Emily was the one who had approached Reggie instead of Jane, but she knew it had been the right decision, given Reggie's response to Emily, besides, as she felt Jane's heart beat beneath her hand, the longer she could keep Jane away from danger. Sighing deeply she relaxed into Jane's arms and closed her eyes.

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Don Diesel lay at the bottom of the escalator watching as the knife plunged into his midsection again. He wasn't even sure what he had done to merit this. Why? He tried raising his hand again but it lay limply at his side, the fall down the escalator must have broken it he thought. He had hoped to get away and almost had. When he saw that crazy bitch pull that knife he had started running down the escalator only to trip halfway now. He could feel everything slowing down in him as she continued to plunge the knife in, faster and faster…as he started to lose consciousness, he could only ask why?

She watched as the life left his eyes and smiled, "turn me down again will you?" she muttered. She was sweating from the exertion and wiped the blood from her knife reverently. Oh how she wished it was that stupid blonde instead, but all in due time. She would go see Jordan later today. See if he remembered her as well as she remembered him.

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The incessant buzzing drilled into Emily's head until she realized it wasn't a dream. Reaching over for her cell phone, she silenced it and answered "Prentiss," she said groggily. Looking at the clock on her nightstand she realized they'd only had three hours sleep.

"Hey Princess, rise and shine," Morgan sounded unreasonably awake, but there was an undertone she recognized.

"What's happened Morgan?"

"We have another victim, found in the metro station a couple of blocks from that club you guys were at last night."

"Dammit," Emily leaned over to shake JJ awake as she continued, "do we know who it is?"

"Drag king, still dressed, must've left the club in a hurry, didn't even try to change."

"Maybe not, found out some of them like to leave that way, makes them feel…well powerful." Emily motioned for JJ, "Derek I'm putting you on speakerphone,"

"Hey Derek,"

"JJ, hey, sorry to wake you so early, but Hotch wanted you all over here asap."

"Do we know which king it is?" Emily had scooted over to the edge of the bed and grabbed her robe.

"Uh yeah hold on a sec," they could hear Morgan moving papers around, "here…Drag King Don Diesel, and wait, we got an ID, real name Debra Roan, worked for Customs Enforcement."

"Damn," she remembered Diesel, really nice and had given them the names of two of the four women they had identified as their possible unsub. "Alright Morgan, tell Hotch we'll be there shortly."

Putting the phone down she looked into the worried eyes of one Jennifer Jareau, "Em..."

"I know hon, whoever it is they're escalating." Emily pulled JJ next to her and held her close. "We'll be fine, will you go wake the others? I'll put some coffee on and take a quick shower." JJ watched her as she walked out and could only shake her head.

JJ could sense the darkness that resided in Emily coming to the surface. It helped her to deal with what they did on a daily basis, but JJ hated the walls that Emily threw up when she did that, even against her. Grabbing her robe she went to the guest room to wake up Jane and Maura. Sure that Emily would have woken up Penelope downstairs. Knocking lightly on the door she heard no movement on the other side. Hating to wake them, she knocked a bit more sharply and had to stifle a giggle at the grunts and groans that she knew had to have come from Jane.

She was surprised when Maura, not Jane, answered the door, "is everything all right?" Maura did not look put out at all at having been woken up.

"Morgan called, we have another victim." JJ was surprised when a bare-shouldered Jane suddenly appeared behind Maura.

"What? Who?" pulling on her pajama shirt she stepped out into the hallway. "What happened?"

"One of the kings was attacked at the Metro not far from the club," JJ explained

"I take it by your tone, that they didn't survive?" Maura asked.

"No, Hotch wants us down at the station asap. Emily's making coffee and hopefully waking up Pen" She glanced toward the stares, not hearing much. "Anyway, we'll meet downstairs and drive in together."

"Crap, sure, give us a couple of minutes" Jane headed back into the room, followed by Maura. JJ heard Garcia protesting at the wake up and shook her head chuckling. This was probably the last laugh she would have today.

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Reid looked up from the computer screen he was looking at when they walked in. Smiling he waved Garcia over and gave up his seat. "Here you go Garcia, you're better at this than I am of course"

Garcia settled herself in and looked at Reid, "Okay boy wonder, what am I looking for?"

Excitedly Reid grabbed another seat and sat next to her. Looking at the others, "there should be footage of the attack according to Detective Alvarado, there are cameras throughout the metro stations, inside and out, we should be able to get a glimpse of our unsub"

JJ took a spot behind them, "that's great, do we have an approximate time?" She looked up as Morgan approached them.

"Hey guys, yeah we do," looking at the others, "the club closed at 2am and you all left around 12:30, so we have a window of about ninety minutes to work through."

"Any witnesses?" Jane walked past the computer and reached for the file in Morgan's hand. Smiling, he handed it over, "No, no witnesses as far as we can tell."

"Why is this escalating?" Emily asked the question quietly, mostly to herself. This unsub had gone from killing every two weeks to attacking two nights in a row. It was nagging at her as to why until it hit her. Jane had been watching her and knew she was onto to something.

"What?" Jane asked, "What are you thinking Emily?"

"Jordan…"

"What about Jordan?" Hotch and Rossi, approached and after a nod hello, Hotch turned back to Emily, "well?"

"Our unsub didn't get to kill Jordan, and they made up for it tonight." Seeing the doubt in their eyes, she continued, "think about it, this unsub had a two week cycle going for almost two months and then out of the blue changes to two attacks in two days, what changed?" Emily looked expectantly at them.

"Jordan…" Morgan nodded his head in agreement, and looked around at the others, "I agree with Emily, Jordan is the only one to survive, that must mean something to this unsub, I mean it stands to reason that Jordan might even still be a target."

A sharp intake of breath reminded everyone of Garcia's connection to Jordan.

"Baby girl I'm sorry, you know we won't let anything happen to her right?" reaching over he placed a supportive hand on her shoulder.

"So, if Jordan is still a target, what measures have we taken to insure her safety?" Jane's voice demanded an answer. She liked Jordan and more, she liked Jordan for Garcia?

"Relax Jane, " we have a uniformed officer outside her door right now with instructions on who is allowed in.

"Does Jordan know?" Pen asked the question quietly, stopping her video search. With a confidence she didn't feel, she asked again, "Does Jordan know that she may still be in danger?" she looked directly at Hotch and waited for an answer.

"No"

JJ placed a hand on Pen's shoulder before she could respond. "Hotch, I think it might be a good idea to send Garcia out to the hospital after she's done reviewing the video feed."

Hotch considered his tech analyst and saw how tense she was with this new information. "Fine, find me something in those videos that we can use, Jane, will you go with her?"

"Sure Hotch, are we uhm…are we cleared to see her?" Jane wanted to make sure they didn't have any difficulty once they got to the hospital, not with this new wrinkle.

"Just make sure you have your ID, the officer has all of our names." Hearing his name called, he turned back, "Rossi, you and Morgan run the names of those four women and see if we have anything on them. Dr. Isles, could you follow up with the medical examiner here and see if there is anything we might be missing, compare the autopsies," looking at everyone his voice was cold and tired, "we need to find something people, soon."

"What the hell was that about?" Emily was a bit surprised by Hotch's demeanor. She looked from Morgan to Rossi, "anybody?"

"He's getting a lot of flack from Strauss about being up here and now with a new victim, well…" Rossi shrugged his shoulders. There was no love lost between him and Strauss, and when she got irrational like this, he knew it was best to just let Hotch handle it.

"God that woman will be the death of us yet…" muttering to herself she walked over to JJ who quickly pulled her down next to her.

"You okay?" JJ could tell this new attack was bothering her but Emily wasn't sharing right now. "Talk to me Em"

"Dammit JJ we talked to this king last night, for awhile actually. He was showing Jane and I what was expected for next week. We even made tentative plans to meet at the king meeting. He was going to support us and now…" Emily's voice broke slightly as she got herself under control. "JJ we screwed up"

"We did not screw up" looking up at Jane's voice Emily stared into her friend's eyes and saw the same despair and loss for the person they had met.

"We had no control over what this person chose to do."

"I have something," Garcia brought their attention back to the video feeds. "I don't have a clear view of the unsub but I do have the attack." They watched as their victim tumbled down the latter half of the escalator. The unsub was soon there knife in hand, it was hard to tell from the angle of the video how big the unsub was but they definitely looked female.

"Wait!" Jane pointed to the unsub's shoes, what they could see of them, looking back at Emily she smiled broadly, "your little blonde girlfriend was wearing shoes like that"

"Are you sure?" Maura asked, Jane didn't really 'do' shoes.

"Yes Maura I'm sure, I only noticed because there were a pretty big size, an eleven at least."

"Okay, well that's something, hopefully Rossi and Morgan find us some more information." Emily caught Garcia's eye and nodded toward the door.

Garcia stood up with an apprehensive smile and looked over at Jane expectantly, "ready?'

"Yeah," giving Maura a quick kiss, Jane left with Penelope, leaving the rest of the team following up on leads.

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Jane and Pen checked in with the nurse's station and the officer before they went in to see Jordan. It was early yet, not even 8 o'clock.

"You want to go in by yourself Pen?" Jane didn't want her to feel uncomfortable with her around.

"No, not at all, come on" Opening the door Penelope's demeanor changed at the sight of Jordan sitting up in bed and reading the newspaper.

"Penelope! I didn't expect to see you till much later." The smile on Jordan's face was all for Garcia. Pen wasted no time walking over and kissing Jordan possessively on the lips. Pulling back she looked into the dark eyes she fell for and was rewarded with a wolf whistle, "what did I do to deserve that?"

Her color was much improved from the previous day and while her focus was almost completely on Penelope, she quickly acknowledged Jane's presence and turned back to Garcia.

"So mi amor, to what do I owe the pleasure, or, since you're both here, has something else happened?" Jordan looked from one to the other even as Pen took her hand.

Jane smiled at the displays of affection between the two and hated being the one to bring the news of another attack but, "I'm sure you know by now that we have an officer posted at your door?" at Jordan's nod, Jane continued, "there was another attack last night"

"Who?" Jordan's voice was hard with none of the previous affection or emotion.

"Another King, Don Diesel…"

"Mierda! Sorry…Debra was a friend…" looking at her hand, she was grateful for Penelope's touch as she squeezed it. "What happened?"

"He was attacked last night outside the metro, we got a glimpse of the attacker. Do you know a blonde, named Regina, she's a little aggressive?" Jane asked

"Reggie? Reggie killed Debra?" her anger was causing her vital signs to fluctuate. Pen sat on the bed with her and stroked her shoulder in an attempt to calm her.

"Jordan, calm down, we don't know yet. She's one of four women we're looking at right now, but she fits the profile." Jane did not need her to have a setback and have Garcia mad at her.

"Jordan?" Pen said softly, "please what can you tell us about her?" Just the sound of her voice was enough to calm Jordan down.

"God, Reggie…she's a bit of a freak you know…really into kings, the more masculine the better but she tends to be aggressive, she's made a play for most of the kings at the shows, she usually gets turned down and is never happy when that happens."

"Did she ever make a play for you?" Pen asked, the jealousy evident in her voice.

"Only once hon, she grabbed my crotch, I mean what the hell right? But I didn't flinch I just politely told her no. She was pissed as hell."

Excited at this new information, "when Jordan, when did Reggie do that?"

"Well hell, it was the night I was attacked." Jordan looked from Jane to Pen as they made the connection.

Hope you are continuing to enjoy. Coming up the King meeting, Jordan gets out of the hospital and has some serious alone time with PG. And of course our ladies have their own alone time.

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