((Warning: Strong Language is used in this chapter. Viewer Discretion is advised))

JJ couldn't tell of how long she'd slept since Penelope, Spencer and Derek were there, starting to feel thirsty she woke up to hearing quiet chattering in the room, keeping her eyes closed she decided to listen in.

"I wonder why she made no movement until now?" Hotch wondered, looking around at the team.

"Maybe because she wanted it to settle in first, what she's done to us to make us fear of what she'll possibly try next time. Its hard to say" Gideon answered, looking down at the floor while deep in thought.

"I doubt it she'll give herself up willingly, she's planned it all out" Morgan stated and the rest agreed.

Prentiss who'd been watching JJ sleep smiled, "JJ, I know you've woken up" she said and the team turned their attention to her as she opened her eyes slowly to look around at them.

"We've got a lead that someone spotted her, we're going to where she was spotted to try and get her" Reid explained roughly while he pulled his jacket on.

"Are you feeling alright JJ? Need anything?" Hotch asked as he was the one who obviously came with Prentiss to deliver the news, Garcia not there with them as she must be at her station to relay feedback when needed.

JJ shut her eyes tight twice and then again twice, Morgan passed her the notepad with the pencil for her to write, and Gideon taking that as a hint that she'd said yes to both.

Working on concentrating on the words and making sure its readable she quickly wrote down both of her answers reasons, once she was done Prentiss picked it up and read it out loud with a smile on her face. "I'm alright, I want you to teach her to never mess with an FBI agent."

Hotch put on a smile, as did the rest of the team a second later as Elle then walked into the room much to JJ's surprise. "You guys have to do your job, I'll keep her company till she drifts off again" Elle said and Reid put his hand onto her shoulder as he went by, Morgan gave her a smile and a nod as did Gideon, Hotch just gave her a nod and Prentiss gave a small smile.

Once the team left Elle pulled up a chair next to the bed on JJ's right and took her hand, looking at her with care.

"It has been a while, do you feel any pain coming from the wound?" Elle asked and JJ closed her eyes once, which made Elle smile at her more. "Reid told me you were badly wounded while on the job, I had to come and see you knowing they'd be busy with catching that woman."

JJ looked down at the notepad near the end of the bed, Elle noticed this, picked it up and handed it to her, JJ closed her eyes to concentrate, wishing she didn't feel so groggy off and on, Elle read the message out loud as she wrote it.

"I've missed you, it's really nice to see you again. Though I didn't think it would be under these circumstances" Elle read and looked up at JJ, she reached up and placed her left hand onto JJ's right cheek, feeling that she is a little cold, she stroked her cheek lightly and JJ closed her eyes. Welcoming the comfort of an old friend.

"I've been wondering how you guys were doing, hearing stories, watching you on the news as you arrest the people. I guess you haven't spoken with a nurse or a doctor yet on eating or drinking… I suspect that your mouth must be pretty dry" Elle commented and JJ began to write on the pad of paper again.

"I have barely any memory of the night, I keep waking up to seeing at least someone I know. But no staff has come to talk to me. I fear of how dry my mouth is and when my stomach will wake me wanting food" Elle read out loud again looked to her in understanding.

"You are doing so well with your recovery so far JJ, just hang in there and I'll check with the nurses on how they've got it set up for your to be eating… here" Elle said and she pulled up the small handheld device to ask for help. "If you need anything, just press that button if I'm not here, I'll be right back though."

JJ wrapped her fingers around the device, and looked up at the ceiling to close her eyes, feeling a possible nap coming on but liking the fact that she was able to talk with someone this time.

Meanwhile the team's SUV has just pulled up to another building that looks like its been abandoned for a while with guy's in special outfits there, the team recognized who they were right away as being the bomb squad. Piling out of the SUV the boss of the bomb squad walking up to the team, "you cannot go into there, the officer who called in the sighting noticed only a few minutes later that there was a possible bomb just inside and called us up."

They walked with him up to the front of the house and pointed out the one just inside the front door on the wall, "I have three guys going around the outside of the house and looking inside at every possible entrance to find out how many other motion sensor bombs there are in there."

"She is smart… trying to take us out, but for what actual reason is she doing this?" Hotch asked out loud when the man walked away from them to talk with one of his men who have returned from just around the building.

"I'm not sure, but knowing she's set up the place tells me she is no longer here. She wanted to waste our time at thinking we had her and is blocking us off. Next she'll kill someone to scare us up" Gideon replied, he looked around at his team to see that everyone is showing signs of frustration.

"Sir?" a man in the bomb squad outfit called from the other side of around the building while another came around the other side. The boss jogged over to his guy and nodded his head.

"Alright, everybody pull back!" the boss called as he and the guy began to walk away from the building and the guy came towards the team.

"The backyard is wired with motion sensor, inside at each window and under the doors there is a motion senor bomb, no doubt in my mind that there isn't more on the inside to make a bigger bang than the rest to take out one to a large quantity who try to get in all at the same time" he explained as they reached the vehicles and went around them for cover.

"So she's a lethal killer and constructs bombs… what else does she have up her sleeve?" Reid wondered out loud as the boss yelled out as loud as he could, "Grenade!" and one was then thrown into the entrance of the house. Before the grenade even went off the motion sensor bomb went off and with the grenade caused a chain reaction in setting off explosions coming from all around the place until two bigger ones set off at the second floor. The entire house coming down as those two went off.

The team feeling the vibrations to the extent that the vehicles are jumping on the road, Prentiss, Morgan and Reid all giving light jumps to each explosion that came while looking up at the cloud of smoke and bursts of flames in the sky.

Meanwhile JJ is beginning to feel pain rising in her left side where she was wounded, closing her eyes tighter as the pain rises and spreads as she feels a large amount of pressure onto the stitched area. This making her wake up and look to having the pain lessen when she opened her eyes and then closed them again to still be enduring part of the pain in her.

"There we go… now I've got your attention" came a female voice to her left that her mind jogged to recall was the same one she'd heard after she'd been stabbed. Opening her eyes she looks over at the woman who is grinning down at her.

"You're probably wondering why I am here, its quite simple really. To either A) finish what I started the other night to piss off your friends to the extent that they'll want to shoot me dead when they finally find me. B) Toy with your mind that I'll do the same to one of your friends that I've accomplished doing to you. C) I have not yet decided upon, all the while I've cut off your morphine and sedative so you won't fall asleep while I am here and you feel what I want you to feel" the lady said, long red wavy hair, and dark green eyes.

JJ began to feel panic and hate rise up in her, her right hand searching for the little remote that Elle had left her only unable to feel it laying around her hand. Looking down and then to her right she sees that it is taped to the wall out of her reach.

Feeling deep breaths coming into her as the pain is slowly spreading she stares at the heartless woman who is now walking around her bed.

"I thought you might like to know – this isn't my first time in here" the lady said while JJ can feel her heart rate start to pick up in her chest. "That's right, but I was here to plan what I was going to do to you now though. No I planted a device in here so I can listen in to what everyone was saying, including what you wrote to your friends and I quote 'I want you to teach her to never mess with an FBI agent."

JJ can feel sweat start to build up around her brow and in around her neck as she tries to sit up only to feel even more pain, wanting to try and get help, hating the fact she cannot even talk, grabbing at the railing to the right of her bed and trying to shake it as hard as she can – barely making a sound.

"You panic is telling me to either go with option A or C and I think C will be to torture you to the extent that you may or may not be killed in this hospital" the lady said as she walked back over to JJ's left.

JJ tried to move herself away from her, edging to the right of her bed, the lady grinning devilishly at the sight of fear in JJ's eyes.

The lady knew that JJ wouldn't have the strength to fend her off, as she reached for her JJ did her best to raise up her right arm to try and fend her off but the lady grabbed a hold of her wrist before should could grab at her. With that the woman slid her hand under the hospital shirt JJ is wearing and moved her fingers under the bandage until she met up with the stitch job.

JJ is looking at her with pleading eyes not to do what he knows she will do, the woman smirked at her and forced her fingers to separate the stitching, JJ is closing her eyes tight, tears are streaming down the sides of her face. Teeth biting down hard onto the oxygen tube and left hand clenched into a fist gripping the bed sheets.

The woman enjoying the pain she is putting JJ through decided to push her a step further and pushed her fingers into her and moved her fingers around inside of her as if looking for something or grabbing for something.

The heart rate machine beeping like mad at the stress level's JJ is under now, JJ's voice nearly screaming around the tube in such agony that the woman let go of her hand. Grinning from ear to ear at her accomplishment.

Elle in the hallway having just been talking with a nurse both noticed the computer telling them about the heart rate and Elle turned around immediately when she heard the beeping coming from JJ's room. Elle took off for the room and ran inside to see a woman next to JJ's side with her hand apparently in the shirt and Elle's blood began to boil when she saw the woman extract her hand from the shirt to see blood all over her hand.

She could feel her own heart beat quicken, images flashing before her eyes. Elle could imagine the scarred face of Randall Garner, reaching into the wound in her own chest to smear her blood on the front door; 'Rules' he'd written. Well screw the rules. The woman eyed Elle with curiosity for a minute.

"Step away from the bed, now," Elle ordered authoritatively. Her hand reached instinctively for a gun holster but found none there. Damn it!

"You're the ex agent right?" the woman asked, not moving.

"I said get the fuck away from her," Elle hissed. The woman shook her head. What did she look like, a complacent puppy dog? He moved closer to the head of the hospital bed, forcing Elle to take action. She lunged forward, grabbing the woman around the middle, forcing her against the wall. JJ's eyes, while clouded with tears of pain, tried to focus on what was happening around her.

"I'm sick of you people. You think you can just come along and play by rules that don't exist," he shouted, twisting the woman's arm as hard as she could.

"We're not your little puppets to do with what you like," she continued, spinning the woman around and landing a punch directly to her jaw. The unsub reached up to touch her face, smearing JJ's blood along her cheekbone.

"You think you can stop me?" the woman spat.

"Damn right you bitch," Elle roared, tackling her to the ground. The former agent pinned the woman to the ground, a knee on her chest and let blows fall. JJ tried to keep her eyes open, to watch the interaction but found it nearly impossible. Her chest ached severely and all she wanted to do was sleep. She slowly closed her eyes, drifting to unconsciousness, the sound of Elle's screams falling deafly on her ears.

"You had no right!" Elle howled, each word punctuated by a blow. She could feel the woman's' nose crack beneath her fist. The sound only egged her on. She needed to make him pay for what he did to her.

"You sick son-of-a-bitch! People aren't fucking toys," she continued, pressing all of her weight into the woman's chest and abdomen. She didn't hear the thundering footsteps approaching the room. She was too consumed with taking out her anger. She could vaguely hear voices yelling at her but she didn't care to listen. There was a primal urge that needed to be satisfied.

"How do you like it? You like inflicting pain? I'll show you pain," she cried, kneeling with both knees now. She heard more cracks beneath her and continued to pummel the unsub. Time had slowed in Elle's mind. Every blow seemed to take forever and every reaction took twice as long. However that ethereal feeling ended the minute someone screamed her name.

"Elle!" Morgan shouted, grabbing her around the arms and pulling her off of the woman. Elle looked down at the woman and struggled against Morgan's grip.

"Get off of me," she said, pushing him away. She tried to make another run for the woman but Morgan; this time aided by Emily, grabbed her and held her bay.

"Get her out of here," Hotch ordered and two uniformed officers cuffed the unsub and dragged her out of the room. Hotch rounded on Elle after the nurses had managed to stabilize JJ.

"What the hell happened?" he demanded.

"Did I get him?" she asked, struggling against the agents' grips.

"Him? Elle…that was our unsub," Reid said softly. She shook her head, trying to clear it. She took a few minutes to collect her thoughts.

"I…I was talking to a nurse…and monitors started going off. I came in…and…the unsub was…" Elle began. She closed her eyes and all she could see was that day so long ago.

"She was what?" Gideon prompted.

"Reaching into the wound," she managed to get out.

"So then what happened?" Morgan asked.

"I had to make…I just couldn't stop myself," she whispered. Hotch gave Gideon a concerned look but let it go.

"Why don't we go for a walk," Gideon suggested and led Elle out of the room. They walked down the hallway and sat down in a small lounge area before either of them spoke.

"Stop looking at me like you think I'm crazy," Elle said.

"I don't think you're crazy, Elle," Gideon replied.

"God…I…I know what happened…. but a part of me…it's like…part of me was there, saving JJ from that psycho. But this other part…all I could see was his face…and I had to make him pay for what he did to me," she rambled.

"Garner?" Gideon asked and she nodded, fighting back tears.

"He's dead," he reminded her.

"That doesn't matter, Jason. The bastard killed himself. I never got my chance to make him pay," Elle spat. Gideon placed a gentle hand on her arm.

"You caught the unsub. You saved JJ's life. That's all we can ask for," he stated.

The End

This one was done party by me up till the unsub removed her hand from the shirt and the rest was done by protejerinnocencia. This was basically an idea that popped into my head with the hand reaching in but I knew it would end too soon.

Hope you liked it all! (This is the only combined chapter I've done before)

Finished: Wednesday October. 3, 2007

By: SLITH & protejerinnocencia