A/N: Thank you for the lovely responses, over 60 reviews so far, I'm impressed and grateful! I'm glad you all really like the case and find it intriguing, I must admit, so do I. I never thought I had it in me to write about a case. Anyway, on to the story.

Chapter 11

Open up,
open up your heart to me now.
Let it all come pouring out,
there is nothing I can't take.

And if there's love just feel it,
and if there's life we'll see it.
This is no time to be alone, alone,
yeah, I… won't let you go.

- I won't let you go by James Morrisson

"Oh my, Spence, you have to read this one," JJ giggled as she turned the laptop screen to face Reid. The past two hours they had gone over all the messages that so far had ended up in her inbox, none of them matching their unsub's profile.

Reid squinted his eyes slightly and started reading. Within seconds he turned to JJ, his mouth a little bit agape.

JJ was still chuckling slightly, which was increased by Reid's facial expression. "What is it?"

"I don't understand how a man could ever write a message like that to a woman," Reid started. He was baffled by the implications the men were making and what they wanted JJ to do. He didn't understand how she could take this so lightly, some of these messages were quite offending. "Doesn't this offend you?"

With a shake of her head JJ smiled, "Well first of all not everybody is as eloquent as you," she said. "I mean, yeah, what he is implying is quite… gross to say the least, but the trick is not to take all of these messages seriously. There are some quite honest ones in there as well."

"Do you think a relationship founded on a message through a website could actually work?" Reid asked, not realizing the similarity with his relationship with Maeve. He had only spoken to her via phone calls and they had written each other.

JJ shrugged, "I'm not sure, I've never experienced it myself, but that doesn't mean it can't work out. Besides, you and Maeve were doing okay right?"

Reid frowned slightly, "We didn't meet via a dating website."

"Well you might as well have. You never met her in person before… well, you know and yet you seemed to hit it off, right?"

Reid was silent for a moment, processing JJ's word before nodding, "I guess you've got a point."

JJ chuckled, "Doctor Reid, are you saying I was the one to point you in that direction instead of the other way around. Are you saying I was right?" JJ teased and playfully nudged his shoulder. When he didn't respond to her teasing, she straightened up. "So, how many more of these?"

"Let's see, about twenty and incoming," Reid said, opening the next one, reading it out loud. "Dear Amanda," he started, glad they had decided to use a fake name, just in case. "When I saw your picture I fell in love. Your beautiful blue eyes pierced right into my soul and even though we've never met, I immediately felt a strong connection. Will you be the one to walk next to me, pushing the grocery cart and will you be the one to warm my bed? I hope you will do me the honor of sending a message back. Love, Michael," he finished.

"Doesn't sound like him," JJ pondered. "Pushing the grocery cart? What is he looking for exactly, a girlfriend or a mother?" She said, looking at Reid.

"Warming his bed, this guy moves pretty fast," he chipped in. "But then again it seems like they all do. But no, doesn't sound like our guy at all."

"What would our guy sound like?" JJ wondered for a moment, not sure how someone who could do such evil was able to lure the women in beforehand. Would he sound like a narcissist or would he put on a mask, act a different role entirely?"

Reid browsed the rest of the messages quickly, eliminating all of them as being the unsub. "His messages will probably be quite short, to the point. Most likely he is a handsome man, so his picture will make them decide quicker."

JJ nodded a little bit as they browsed profiles of men in the area which fit the profile age-wise. "I have a feeling he's not here Spence," JJ admitted. She wasn't sure why, but called it her instinct. Usually when she had a feeling like this, she was right.

Reid let out a small sigh and rubbed the back of his head. "There has to be a way for us to find him. But if he's switching dating sites it will make it all a lot more difficult for us. Maybe Garcia can help us with something." He grabbed his phone and dialed the number, putting her on speaker.

"Lady in waiting to my wondrous kings and queens of the BAU, what can I do for you?" Garcia said as she picked up the phone.

"Garcia it's Reid, you're on speaker with me and JJ. I need you to cross reference all the IP addresses from local dating sites, see if there are any men that are enlisted on more than one of the sites," he said.

"If that's all it's going to be easy peasy," Garcia said as she started typing away on her computers.

"We're looking for a Caucasian man from Omaha between his twenties and thirties, how many does that give?" JJ asked.

Garcia typed away even faster, processing all the information that she saw on her screen. "About a hundred, I need more lovelies."

JJ looked at Reid, "What kind of categories do dating websites always ask? Maybe we can narrow those down?"

"Yes, good idea. He would be a non-smoker, he doesn't want to have children," Reid rambled, not quite certain if this would be the right direction.

"That helps a tremendous lot boy wonder," Garcia replied, "I've got about seventeen names for you, I will send them to your computer now for you to sift through," she said. "How are you holding up Jayje, with all those creeps messaging you?"

"I'm doing fine Pen, don't worry about me. Thanks for your help," JJ replied before she allowed Reid to hang up.

After going through the names and pictures they still came up empty handed. Reid let out a frustrated groan as he ran his hands over his face. "There must be something I missed," he muttered to no one in particular.

"Spence, we'll find him. I know you can crack this eventually," JJ told him soothingly.

"Maybe I used to, but my mind is just not the same anymore," Reid said, frustrated with himself.

JJ reached out a hand and ran it over his upper arm, "It will be the same eventually Spence, I'm sure of it. Maybe even a bit better," she said, pausing to think of what she was going to say next. "How are you holding up?"

Reid looked up at her and shrugged, "Doing better actually, is it weird that I feel guilty for not thinking of her all the time?"

JJ shook her head, "I think that's a good thing, I'm sure you still think about her every once in a while, that's enough. It shouldn't occupy your mind all day every day," she said gently.

Reid nodded a little bit, and then remembered he wasn't the only one going through a rough patch. "What about you JJ? How are you holding up?"

It was silent for a while as JJ was trying to clear her thoughts, not sure how to share her doubts with Reid. She was worried about doing the wrong thing; she didn't want Henry to get hurt. A tear escaped her eye as she thought of her son. "Sometimes… I don't know if I'm doing the right thing," she said in a whisper. "There are times I think I just have to keep trying, y'know… for Henry's sake, for him to have a mother and a father in the same house."

"I uhm…" Reid wasn't quite sure how to respond to JJ's statement. "Of course it's up to you, but I don't think you should just be getting back together with Will for Henry. He's better off having you around and happy than having both of you around fighting all the time."

"We wouldn't have to be fighting," JJ started, defending herself.

"I told you before, I turned out quite alright with just my mom around, I'm not sure how it would've been if I saw all the tension between my parents all the time," Reid said, more to himself than to her, wondering for a moment how he would've turned out in that case.

JJ wiped her tears away and gave a small nod, "I guess you're right… this time," she added, attempting to joke.

Reid pushed all his doubts about social etiquette to the back of his mind and took her in his arms, hugging her tightly to him, wanting to soothe her. His hands ran up and down her back as he felt how she clung to him. He let out a sigh and took in the smell of her hair, closing his eyes.

It was in this position Derek Morgan found them only a few moments later.

TBC