A/N: Heey guys! I'm sorry I'm not updating as often as I thought I would. I am having some trouble, got totally caught up in the middle of somethings, well, it's been hard to write. I'm sorry if I take long to post again! So, here's your chapter:

"What kind of psycho does that?" JJ was sitting on a desk at the local precint talking to Hotch.

"You've been here enough to know I can't answer that"

"Yeah, you have a point." she was staring at the crime scene photos.

"JJ?"

"What?"

"Are you ok? You've been acting weird all morning."

"I know. I'm sorry."

"Do you need to talk?"

"No, it's just that... Emily."

"You're worried too, aren't you?"

"Of course I am! We had a case like this when she first came here, but the guy actually kept the hearts, the new killer leaves the hearts on the victim's hands. Do you remember that case, she got a huge cut on her forehead and all?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"What if this time she ends up with more than just a huge cut on the forehead, Hotch? What if she ends up kidnapped, raped, killed. All sort of horrible things can happen because of this sick creep who likes to cut out his victims hearts because some woman who realized how absolutely insane he was left him, or like, died or something. Maby he was the one who killed her, I don't know..." she was talking too much and too fast.

"JJ, thank you!"

"For what? What did I do?"

"You just gave us a theory."

"Hey, are you ok?" Reid and Emily were standing the victim's brother's backyard.

"Yeah." she answered.

"Just 'yeah'."

"Yeah."

"Emily, you can talk to me. You know that, right?"

"Yeah." her answer was starting to annoy the genious.

"Mister Sanders, I am Agent Emily Prentiss and Doctor Spencer Reid, we're with the FBI." she was yelling and knocking on the door.

He half opened the door "What do you want?"

"We'd like to ask you a few questions, is that ok?" he noticed he was staring at Prentiss.

"Sure." he opened the door completaly.

They entered the house and sat on the couch. Reid was looking at the pictures. There was one of him, Emma and another girl. She looked just like Emma.

"Mister Sanders..." Reid started.

"Please, call me Thomas."

"Ok, Thomas, who is that girl in the picture of you and Emma?"

"She's our sister. You know, they were twins. Her name is Nikki."

"Oh, I see. Were she and Emma close?"

"Actually, Nikki died in a car crash six months ago."

"That's when the murders started" Reid whispered to Emily, who soon got the picture.

"Were you and Emma close?" Emily asked.

"Not really."

"Why not?" she asked again.

"I... we didn't... I blamed her for Nikki's death."

"Why?" Reid was actually curious at this point.

"Because Emma was driving."

Emily and Reid exchanged looks.

"Mister Sanders, if you don't mind me asking, how did your sister died?" Emily asked.

"Her heart stopped beating while she was still on the table and they couldn't revive her." he started crying.

"Mister Sanders, did Nikki have a boyfriend at the time?"

"No. She had a girlfriend. Her name was Carrie Fallon, they lived across the hall from each other. That's how they met."

"Oh, I'm sorry for the confusion."

"That's ok. But what it's this about anyway? I thought you were here to talk about Emma."

"And we are. How was Emma handling the whole guilt thing?" Reid meddled.

"She was... well, guilty. She was kind of depressed and everything, we all were. But, as I told you, I wasn't talking to her. And now she's dead, and Nikki's dead..." he cried more.

"Mister Sanders, do you want a minute?" Emily asked, feeling sorry for him.

"No." He said, breathing and drying his tears. "Are we done here?"

"Yes. Thank you for your time and we're sorry for your lost...s" said Reid, quickly correcting his mistake.

"Thank you" he lead them to the door.

"Ok, so, how much do you bet this isn't a coincidence?" Emily asked.

"Of course it isn't a coincidence, the statistics show that..."

"Reid!" Emily interrupted "Please!"

"Sorry..."

"That's ok. I'm gonna call Garcia, see if she can find out that girl Carrie's address."

"Go ahead."

"Hello dark and long haired crime warrior, this is the master of technological intelligence, how can I be helpful?"

"Do you memorize those lines when we're not around, Garcia?" Emily laughed.

"Actually, yeah! So, how can I help you honey?"

"Can you find me a girl's address?"

"Oh, of course I can, that's not even a challenge. What's the girl's name?"

"Carrie Fallon. She lived across the hall from a girl called Nikki Sanders."

"Ok, I got it, I'm sending it to you right now."

"Garcia, you're the best."

"Yes, I am." she hung up the phone.

"So, let's talk to her and see what she can tell us." Reid said and they walked to the car.

They arrived there fast and we're knocking on the door.

"Hello?" a blonde 20 year-old girl with a yellow dress opened the door.

"Hi, are you Carrie Fallon?"

"Yes, what is this about?"

"I'm Doctor Spencer Reid and this is Special Agent Emily Prentiss, we're with the FBI. We'd like to talk to you about Emma Sanders?"

"The girl who killed Nikki?" she had no expression.

"I mean her sister."

"So did I." she said. "Come in"

They sat on the couch.

"Can I have a glass of water, please?" Reid asked.

"Sure." Carrie went down to the kitchen and brought it back to Reid.

"So, what happened to Emma?"

"She's dead." Emily said, as soon as Carrie sat down.

"And..."

"And nothing. She's dead." Emily said.

"I know. I heard you the first time. I just don't care. Actually, I'm glad."

"You're glad?"

"The bitch killed my girlfriend. Was I supposed to be happy she was still alive?"

"She didn't kill your girlfriend, it was an accident."

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" Carrie was yelling at Emily.

"I'm sorry." Emily apologized.

"That's ok."

"Emily, I don't feel very well..." Reid having trouble opening his eyes.

"Spence, are you ok?" Emily leaned to check on Reid and got knocked down by Carrie, who soon took Emily's gun away and pointed it at her.

"Do you have a family?" she asked.

Emily thought about Derek. And JJ. And the whole BAU family she had and answered "Yes. What did you do to him?" she pointed at a passed out Reid on the couch.

"He'll be just fine, the only thing I did was drug him. Do you know what it's like to have everything you love taken away from you, Agent Prentiss? Your whole family?"

"Actually, no, I don't."

"It's awful. You feel like your whole world is going to break."

"I am sorry you had to go threw that."

"Me too."

They stared at each other for a minute.

"You said you have a family." she started talking again. "Call them and say you'll be working late today and if I hear a trick or anything like that, you'll be dead."

"Ok." she picked up the phone and dialed JJ's number.

"Jennifer Jareau" she answered.

"Hey Jenny. It's Emily. It's mommy." Emily said, trying to warn JJ.

"Em? Since when do you call me Jenny, and more importantly, since when am I your mom?"

"Hello honey. How are you? Is everything ok there? Is your brother Derek ok? Did you a have a good day at school today?"

"Emily, I don't go to school, I'm your thirty three year old friend and Derek is not my brother, you know I only have a sister. What the hell are you talking about? Em, are you ok?"

"No, Jenny. And I can't go home tonight, I have work to do."

"Oh my God, Emily, where are you?"

"Oh, I don't know where your teddy bear is! Call aunt Penelope, ok? She knows! I'm with your uncle Spencer."

"Oh Gosh, ok..." JJ was trying to understand what Emily was saying. "I'll call Garcia. Is Spence ok, does anyone know where you are? Does the sick bastard have a gun? "

"Yes she does."

"Oh Gosh."

"Everything's just fine. Don't forget to call aunt Penelope, ok? Can I talk to daddy?"

"Morgan and Rossi aren't back yet. I'll talk to Hotch, stay on the line ok? Don't hang up and Emily please don't die."

"Of course not my dear, I'll do my best to go home till your bedtime." Not even Emily knew what she was saying anymore.

Carrie was being weirdly pacient.

"Hotch, Emily's on line one, she's being held hostage somewhere, Reid's with her, she was talking to me like I was her kid, she wants to talk to you, oh my God."

"What?"

"Just pick up the phone" JJ was crying. "I'll call Garcia. Keep her on the line." she handed him the phone and grabbed her mobile.

"Emily, are you ok? Where are you?"

"Hey honey"

"Hi" he calmed down when he heard the sound of her voice.

"I won't be home for dinner today, ok? I got caught up at work. I'm so sorry."

"That's ok." Hotch was almost smiling just from listening to her tell him she was ok. "Why does it always have to be you and Reid? Once on that church, now this time."

"Yeah, I know honey. And I am always the one who gets the most paperwork! Sorry again I can't go home tonight."

"Again, that's ok. JJ is calling Garcia right now."

"Wonderful. I better go. Tell Jenny and Derek that I love them, please?"

"You got it."

"Bye darling" Emily hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Morgan and Rossi had come back. Dave was freaking out with the news, Morgan was kicking a trash can and JJ called Garcia.

"Come on Pen, pick up, pick up" she mumbled.

"Hello, my golden locks. Where are your bears?"

"I was hoping you could tell me that! Pen, where are Emily and Reid? They're being held hostage somewhere, I don't know where, I don't know who's doing that, I just know they are."

"Oh my God, oh my God, JJ you can't just tell me something like that by the phone"

"Penelope, do you know where they are or not?"

"Yes, I'm sending you the address right now."

"Thank you." she hung up the phone and looked at Morgan, who was crying "I've got the address!"

He hugged her and took the phone out of her hands. "Let's get the son of a bitch!"

Sorry, it's so huge I couldn't finish! I'll update as soon as I can! Hope you liked it!

Thanks!