I've reread this chapter so many times, I lost track. I'm still not so sure if this is how I wanted it, but it sounds pretty good, so I kept it lol.

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This chapter is very eventful, and I hope it lives up to your expectations! :)

Emily Prentiss POV

Emily had fallen asleep relatively quickly, and woken up just as fast when she heard screaming from the bed next to hers. She rolled over and leaped out of bed, then ran over to JJ's side.

JJ was screaming, tossing and turning in her sleep.

Nightmare, Emily realized.

"Shh, JJ, it's okay," Emily hushed. "Wake up, JJ." She put her arm on JJ's and pulled her into a hug to stop her thrashing.

It was then she started forming words in her shrieks. "No! Get off! Don't! Don't...touch me! NO!" Tears streamed down her face.

By now, the rest of the BAU was crowded around the scene.

"JJ! Wake up, it's just a dream!" Emily yelled, panicked.

One more scream, and she finally jerked awake. Her face was covered in a thin layer of sweat and tear streaks left marks down her cheeks. She didn't even bother to wipe them away as she sat up, panting.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," She said, completely embarrassed.

"Don't be," Emily said quietly. "Do you want to talk about it?"

JJ shook her head defiantly.

"I really think it would be better to."

"No." Her voice shook.

"JJ..."

"I said no. I don't want to talk about it."

Hotch nodded. "The victim is coming up in an hour; we might as well get ready."

"Yeah. What time is it now?" JJ asked, desperate for a change in the subject.

"Nine. Prentiss, I want you to interview the victim; she will have an easier time with a female."

"Of course."

Emily was left wondering whether more had happened with JJ and the unsub before she arrived.

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"Hello, my name is Supervisory Special Agent Emily Prentiss. What's your name?"

Prentiss and the latest victim were sitting in Peter's office. She was trying to interview her, but was so far unsuccessful. She was looking down, staring at the table between them. Apparently, she hadn't said a word since the attack.

"Jess, right? Is your name Jess?"

No answer.

"Can you tell me about the man who assaulted you?"

Still no answer.

"I need something here, Jess. Please, just talk to me. Anything will help."

She didn't even look up.

"Do you want something to eat or drink? Would you like water?"

Prentiss sighed. "Look, I know this is hard, but you're one of the only people who can help us catch him." Suddenly, something hit her. It was a long shot, and was probably going to have a strong negative effect on one of her team members, but they needed to get somewhere with her.

"Jess, would it help to talk to someone you can relate to? I know somebody, one of my teammates, went through a similar situation with the same bad guy. Would you like me to get her?"

Although she didn't say anything, Jess's head moved up just a little bit.

"I'll go call her; I'll be right back." Emily stood up and pulled out her phone. She dialed JJ's number.

"Mm? Emily? What's up?"

JJ had received an extra few hours of sleep due to the events of the morning. "JJ, sorry to wake you, but I really need you to talk to the victim—she's not saying anything, and I was thinking..."

"Sure, sure, I'll be there right away. And Emily, you didn't wake me."

Prentiss hung up her phone and walked back towards Jess. "She is coming down. Her name is Jennifer Jareau. She will try talking to you. Okay? Will you do me a favor and try with her?"

Emily could have sworn she saw her head nod slightly.

There was a soft knocking on the door. Prentiss walked back over and opened it. "Hey," She said quietly. "I'm so sorry, but she's not even looking at me, I needed help." Then, more loudly, "This is Jennifer Jareau. JJ, this is--"

"Shelby." Jess was looking up at JJ. Her voice was hoarse from not talking, but still confident and strong.

JJ just stood, looking in shock.

Jess spoke again. "You said you were bringing Jennifer in."

"This is Jennifer," Emily said.

"No, that's Shelby."

"You know Shelby?"

"She is my sister. I can't believe you left me again! You apologized, you said you were sorry, and then you left again..." Jess's voice was getting progressively louder.

"Jess, please don't say that about her. Her name is not Shelby, it is--"

"I'm sorry."

Prentiss looked on in shock. But that means... She looked at JJ, whose eyes were down, suddenly interested in the floor. Regret? Guilt?

"How could you?" Tears began to fall freely down Jess's face.

"I had to. He...he wouldn't leave me alone."

"You changed your name. As if running away wasn't enough, you changed your name!"

JJ stared at her, eyes wide. "Don't you understand? I did it for you! I was just a reminder, just a reminder of what happened...And I did it for everyone else, too. I was horrible, I had to leave. I had to."

"They loved you!" She screamed. "Ezra--"

"Ezra?" JJ whispered.

"Yes, Ezra! Remember, 'Freikin'? He turned down a full-ride scholarship because he thought you were going to come back, he thought he was going to see you! Jules and Auggie, they both drove three hours up here every day to see if anyone heard from you. Every day. Daisy became goth again. It took her years to outgrow it this time, because she didn't have you to help her. And Kat had to go on anti-depressants for a year! As if everything that happened with her sister wasn't enough, you disappearing off the face of the earth just pushed her over the edge. You put us all through hell!"

JJ's eyes filled up with tears, but she refused to let them fall.

"JJ?" Emily asked softly.

JJ turned to Emily. "I know why he removes the shirt," she answered carefully. Emily looked at her, encouraging her to continue. She took a deep breath as she lifted her own blouse, as high as she dared without taking it off. There was a red line, a scar, running from her right hip up to the left side of her abdomen. Emily couldn't see the end of the scar.

"JJ..."

"He did all this because of you?" Jess asked in terror.

JJ smoothed her shirt back down. "Jess, you have to understand..."

"I do understand! He came after people like us because he wanted to get back at you! Then you left me again, and he attacked me. Again."

JJ looked agonized. Emily didn't know what was going on, but based on JJ's expression...well, she realized that she couldn't even fathom her pain. "Did he...?" JJ's throat felt so tight, she couldn't even finish her sentence.

"No, not this time. But he came pretty damn close. No thanks to you."

It was then that Jess realized two very important things. "Wait a second..." she turned back to Prentiss. "You said that you would call down a teammate who I could relate to."

Emily opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't find her voice. She closed her mouth and nodded.

Jess nodded as well. "So, Shelb...you now work for the FBI." She laughed a false, hoarse laugh. Almost as if the sound was foreign, as if laughing was something that happened on a rare occasion. "Never would have imagined that. Don't they have to be able to keep promises in the bureau?"

"Jess, you don't get it--"

"Oh, I get it." She took a deep breath. "But your...partner here said that we could relate. So did he...uh, did he get to you too?"

JJ nodded. "I wouldn't be here if it weren't for Emily. She saved my life."

"How far?"

"Not very. But he knows that I'm out here. He knew it was me."

Jess nodded. "Typical Shelby. Putting everyone else in danger, just to save herself."

Now Emily was angry. "Hey, do not talk about her like that! JJ..." Emily realized she didn't exactly know who she was talking about, but she did know that JJ was her friend. "Um, she was attacked by this man. The same man that attacked you. She didn't put others in danger; and she was almost killed."

JJ nodded vigorously. "She's right. As soon as Emily came out with that gun, he ran."

Jess was still angry. She was yelling something at JJ (something about always thinking only of herself) when Emily's phone rang. "Sorry," she mumbled, "I have to get this." She flipped open her phone. "Prentiss."

"Emily? Get JJ on, right now," Garcia's angry voice demanded.

"Sure, she's right here," she said. Emily was completely overwhelmed by everything that was going on. She put her cell phone on speaker and held it out. "Okay, Penelope, you're on speaker."

It didn't occur to her that maybe Jess shouldn't hear this.

"Jennifer Jareau!" Garcia yelled. Emily noticed Jess sit up a little straighter; listening for any information on her sister's double life. "You should have at least called me!"

"Yeah, Pen, I don't know what you're talking about." JJ said, confused.

"Yes you do! You escaped from the hospital!"

"Hospital?" Jess exclaimed. "When he...attacked you?"

There was a short silence on the other end of the phone. "Is...is there someone else there?"

"Erm, yeah, our latest...uh, victim," Emily said awkwardly, stealing a glance at Jess to see her reaction. Or, in this case, lack thereof. She just sat still, staring down at the table. Again.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. Are you okay, kitten?"

This time, Emily was surprised by the unexpected reaction. Jess stood up so fast that her chair fell over backwards. Both her face and JJ's became unusually pale, and both of them stood, stiff and frozen to the spot.

JJ recovered first. She walked over to Jess and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It's okay," she whispered. "She didn't mean anything. It's okay, I promise."

"Uh, you guys there?"

"Yeah, sorry Garcia." JJ apologized.

"For what?"

JJ didn't have an answer, so Emily intervened. "Uh, Penelope, I think it would be best if--"

"Yeah. Bye!" She hung up immediately.

"What was that?" Emily asked. She tried to sound comforting and kind, but being stuck with the sisters and having no idea what was going on was taking a toll on her and it came out rudely.

Jess looked at JJ. "What does she know?"

JJ looked away and pretended she didn't hear.

"She doesn't know anything." It came out as more of a statement as she shrugged away from JJ's hand. "You didn't tell them anything?"

"It didn't happen to me. It happened to Shelby," JJ explained, as if that cleared everything up.

Jess backed away, horrified. "You are Shelby. It doesn't matter what your name is now, it was still you."

"No."

"Does that mean I'm no longer your sister?"

Now JJ looked up in horror. "No! Jess, you're my sister and I love you--"

"No. Shelby is my sister. Either you are my sister Shelby, or not."

"Jess--"

Jess looked at Emily. "Can you get her to leave now?"

Emily had no choice. She couldn't force Jess to talk to JJ.

JJ knew this as well. Without waiting for a request from Emily, she walked out of the room quickly.

Emily could have sworn she saw a single tear running down her cheek.

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