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Chapter 11 –

"Sorry I wasn't much help."

Natasha lifted her head up from the table, her eyes red and wet but there were no more tears left to shed.

"You answered everything that we asked...I'm so proud of you."

"So you really think that the guys who attacked me are responsible for these murders?"

Emily nodded her head and felt another tear escape as she watched her daughter close her eyes, the realisation of how close she had come to losing her life hitting them both extremely hard.

"Do you think that if I had spoken up earlier things would have been different?"

Emily's heart sank as the words came out of Natasha's mouth.

"Oh no Natasha, these guys are spiralling out of control fast, they're not going to stop until we stop them."

Natasha nodded as the words of the profiler were spoken by her mother, she reached over and took a sip from the bottle of water near her hand.

"Am I in danger?"

"Put it this way you're staying with me until this is over."

"Come on mother. I'm twenty years old, twenty one in three weeks, please treat me like an adult and tell me the truth."

The stern tone hit Emily hard, and in that moment Emily knew that she had to be truthful with Natasha.

"I don't know but the photo certainly suggested that they want you to keep quiet and now that you have talked to us..."

"I want to go home mom."

Emily looked confused at her daughter, not knowing entirely what the statement meant.

"I don't want to stay here, I can't go back to that room."

"You mean back to Washington?"

"If you'll have me?"

The smile came easily to Emily's mouth as she hugged Natasha.

"Of course you know that I'll never turn you away, your room is exactly how you left it."

"Thanks mom."

He looked at the person sitting at his desk, the so-called friend sitting at his desk watching the video that he was totally absorbed by, his hand resting gently on his groin. In that second he knew that he had to continue this to the bitter end...alone.

Hotch sat and looked glumly at the four suspects, he knew that they had to move quickly so as to avoid any more bloodshed, he was about to divide the suspects up between them when a young security officer came bursting into the room, his face pale and his body shaking.

"Sir...agents...you've got to come outside...now!"

Seeing the terrified look on the young man's face the team quickly stood up and followed him out of the building and out towards the back where a group of police had gathered in a circle.

"Come on let us through please."

Hotch spoke firmly as he led the way through to the space that they were protecting, he stared down hard at the bloodied body that had been dumped on the dusty ground.

"Who found him?"

"I did, about five minutes ago, I was getting out of my vehicle when a black trail bike sped away from back here, then I walked around and found this."

The guy pointed at the body on the floor, where Rossi was now bending down and checking for signs of life, he looked up and shook his head at Hotch

"Ok apart from you, the rest of you go inside and get on with your work."

Hotch kept his hand on the man who had found the body as he looked at JJ.

"JJ call the ME and then see if we can find an ID on this guy."

"Right away Hotch."

"Ok then so about the motorbike?"

Hotch led the man away leaving the body in the more than capable hands of Rossi, Morgan and Reid, he suspected who had dumped the body but he needed to hear the witnesses statement first.

Emily had heard the urgent footsteps rattling hard on the lino floor outside of the room she was sitting in with Natasha, she turned and looked at the closed door.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, wait here."

Natasha nodded as she looked at her mom, knowing that the FBI agent in her wanted to go and find out what the commotion was about but at the same time Natasha didn't want to be left alone. Emily stood up and walked to the door, with one hand on the handle and one on her weapon she opened it to reveal the chaos in the bullpen, she turned back to face Natasha who looked at her with terror visible in her eyes.

"It's ok I'm not going anywhere, I'm just going to phone Hotch."

Natasha nodded as Emily shut the door once again and sat back down beside her as she reached for her phone and quickly hit a few buttons before holding it close to her ear.

"Hotchner."

"Hotch its Prentiss, what's going on?"

Hotch sighed as he realised that Emily had heard the commotion that had arisen.

"There's been a body found round the back of the building, a male, late teens early twenties."

"One of the unsubs."

"Yes in all probability but we won't know for certain until we get an identification and the report from the ME."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Sit tight for the moment, I'll be back in a minute and come and check on you both."

Emily put the cell down on the table and looked at Natasha.

"Hotch will be here in a minute."

"Is it safe?"

"Of course sweetie, nobody on the team is going to put you in danger ok?"

Natasha nodded as she looked at the door anxious for it to open once again.

"Rossi I need an identification on this body ASAP, Morgan and Reid you start interviewing the four suspects, JJ get this face out there see if anybody knows him and the black large Honda motorbike that dumped the body. I've got to go and check on Emily let me know as soon as you know anything."

Hotch walked away from the team before anybody else could say a word, he knew that at this moment he needed to be somewhere else and he intended on walking there right away.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure Hotch."

Hotch opened the door slowly and walked in, managing to smile softly as he watched Emily put her arm protectively around Natasha.

"Natasha I need you to look at a picture for me, see if it seems familiar in any way, is that ok?"

Natasha nodded as Hotch pulled out his cell and quickly brought up an image on the screen and pushed it across the table.

"I...oh my god...it is!"

Natasha dropped the cell on the table and sought immediate comfort in her mother's embrace as she sobbed uncontrollably.