JJ sat on the couch with the files of the previous victims spread out on the coffee table. Her eyes flashed from picture to picture as she tried to see something, anything that would point out the killer. She couldn't understand, no killer was that good, no killer was perfect, and yet no matter how hard she looked she could see nothing but perfection. Their profile of the killer was that he thought he was a saint purging the world of interracial sin. So that meant that parents that were caught in the old times brought him up; but those people are few in many. Trying to trace his lines back to the civil war would make him in his late 60s the least and no sixty year old could get away with something like that. There is the possibility that he had a direct relationship with a grandparent that was a product of that time, but it would be hard to find. This man must have had a contact with a black person before. That hadn't even ruled out a women; she could have been a women scorned by a black man and hates those of her kind that found love and loyalty when she did not. Jealous of their respective relationships when hers failed. JJ squeezed the bridge of her nose as her head began to pound. She leaned back trying to find release from her raging headache.

Derek walked up behind her and saw her gently trying to massage her temples. He looked over to the coffee table and sighed. He had been doing the same thing earlier and he had gotten nowhere. He just felt his frustration rise and he decided to go out. He told JJ he was going for a walk, but he didn't realize that he had left the documents out. Someone could have came over and see the docs, but they fortunate. He reached slowly for her shoulders. When he touched her JJ shrieked and turn to face him in a flash. "Hey, sorry, you alright?"

JJ could only nod; she had yet to find her voice as fear had gripped her cold and hard. She was scared, and though she tried to hide it, she felt so much better when Derek was around, and the thought of her being take without Derek being there, scared her more than she could imagine. She immediately calmed down when she saw that it was Derek behind her. "Yea, I'm fine. Just a bit jumpy, I guess. I have been sitting trying to see if we missed anything, but I couldn't find anything. This is so frustrating." She sighed, reaching for her temples again.

"Hey, lean back." Derek waited for her to lean back into the couch. He slowly reached forward, grabbing her shoulders. He waited for a second before starting a circular motion on her shoulders. Feeling how tense she was. JJ sighed as she relaxed more into his hands. She groaned as he hit a particular tense part. "We won't be able to find anything if we look to hard. I think it is best that we take a break for now and then look at it again with fresh eyes. What do you say?"

JJ bit her lip from moaning as Derek's hand worked magic on her shoulders. She took a deep breath before replying, "I agree. I do think however, we should invite the team over and see what they have; I'm not use to this whole sitting around, waiting for something to happen thing. Who knew this would be so hard?"

"Alright, I like your thinking, but first, go take a shower and I'll start cooking some food, maybe we could have dinner, plus I know that you and the girls have a lot of catching up to do." Derek smirked playfully and JJ rolled her eyes at him, but before either of them could move there was a loud knock at their door. Derek and JJ froze before he moved from behind her and walked slowly to the door. He reached behind his back slowly; getting a handle on his gun and paused at the door. He looked to JJ first before asking, "Who is it?"

"Derek, it's Hotch and the rest of the team; we have something we think you two have to see." Derek sighed first before opening the door. He allowed everyone to enter into the living room. He walked back into the room and took a seat next to JJ. She sighed, looking at him for a second before turning her attention to Hotch. They were not oblivious to the tired and drawn faces of their teammates. Hotch didn't say a word as he laid a folder down on the table. Before they reached for it, Hotch interrupted, "Be prepared for this." It was all he said before Derek hesitantly picked up the folder, he looked to JJ first before turning back to the folder and opening it to the see the contents, when he glanced the first picture he nearly dropped the folder when he saw the mangled body of a man, covered in blood; it was hard to find any physical features of this maimed victim. Derek felt the shiver that ran through JJ as she looked at the picture next to him. Derek took a deep breath before he turned to the next picture. The woman's eyes and lips were sown shut, but on her face were drawn on facial features. It took Derek a second but when it him he immediately pulled away from JJ. Raising the picture so in a sense it would be next to her, and there it was. The killer cut and sowed and drew this woman to look exactly like JJ.

"Derek." JJ tried hard to get the tremble out of her voice as she saw the stricken look that came over Derek's face. "Derek, what is it?"

Before Derek could answer Gideon rose and took a seat next to JJ. She looked to him for an explanation and he was ready to give it, but he took a deep breath first. "It appears that our plan worked in a sense. The unsub is aware that you two are here, it we are sure that you two are targets, but our plan took an unexpected turn." JJ looked to him, waiting for anything that would give away why the group was so quiet. "It appears the unsub is attracted to you, and we believe as an effort to get you out of his system or as a way to show his affection he a made his recent victim look like you. This is a cause of concern and we have decided to put discreet unit on you, but until this unsub is caught, there will be a unit on constant vigil, we can't afford to take any risks. An unsub fixated on a target is a dangerous unsub, meaning he will do anything to have you." Gideon rose and headed into the hallway gesturing to Derek. Derek finally out of his stupor nodded to Gideon and followed him into the hallway, accompanied by Hotch and Rossi.

JJ stared to the floor, not sure how to feel. She was scared but she did not want to admit it, showing fear would just make this real. She knew that risks would come with the job, but she had never been in this position before, she was the obsession of a mad man, and considering that they don't have anything on this killer accept assumptions to his psyche, she won't say it out loud, but how are they supposed to protect her. The cops have never been close to capturing this guy and having a unit on them 24/7 is supposed to protect her. JJ closed her eyes tight, immediately quieting her thoughts. She grew angry with herself for letting her fears get out of hand. She was a FBI agent. She signed on to this job knowing there were enormous risks.

She was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't realize that Emily and Pen had moved to sit beside her. Spencer stood to the side not sure what to do and decided that it was best to leave the girls to handle this. He long ago realized that he was not great with emotions, anything scientific, he was the man but emotional problems were not his forte. He gave one lingering look to JJ before heading into the hallway. He couldn't hear the hush voices of Rossi and Gideon speaking to Derek. Hotch looked up to see Spencer and walked to him slowly and said, "Their pretty much filling him on what we got from the crime scene, which we both know isn't much." Hotch turned back to face the group of men. He could tell from Derek's tense back that he was agitated with the situation. He looked back into the living room to see JJ wrapped in Em's arms.

"JJ." Em whispered to JJ. "Sweetie, I can tell that you're trying to hide your fear. We are well aware of the seriousness of this situation, and I can't reassure you that nothing is going to happen but we are going to do everything we can to make sure he doesn't get to you." Em whispered reassuringly and JJ felt a little lifted knowing that her fear wasn't being put aside but respected and JJ once again understood that while she signed onto a job that was very risky she also signed on to the most caring team ever, she signed onto a family. She gave a small smile to Em who returned it.

"Yeah, and if tries to put a finger on you, I'll put on my wonder woman suit and use my lasso to tie him up." Pen grinned and JJ couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped her. "Plus JJ you have the Dark Knight here with you. If anyone can protect you, it's him, plus who wouldn't want a sexy bodyguard to take a bullet for you and have the opportunity to nurse him back to health." Pen had a Cheshire grin on her face and JJ laughed out loud at the thoughts that were probably flowing through her friend's head about Derek.

"Get in line Pen. For now Derek Morgan is my sexy bodyguard." Pen's face turned to a frown and she shot a look of playful jealously to JJ. JJ grinned and she turned to Em who had a pensive look on her face. She nudged her a bit and Em shook herself out of her reverie.

"So you think Derek is sexy, uh?" JJ blushed. "Oh by the way, earlier we wanted to ask why Derek was carrying you into the bedroom. We caught that on one of the hallway cameras. So spill, what was the occasion?"

"Oooo, yeah, spill, did you two do the nasty?" Pen was so excited she looked like she was on a sugar rush.

"No, it was just a joke, Derek decided that it would be romantic if he carried me from the neighborhood gathering." She blushed as she remembered she really like being in Derek's arms. JJ remembered being surprised by how strong he truly was. He didn't even break a sweat carrying her all the way down the road to the house up the stairs to their bedroom. Their bedroom. Did she really just think that? Derek and I share a bedroom. The thoughts that accidentally flashed through her mind weren't exactly appropriate so she focused back on Pen and she once again spotted the Cheshire grin that crossed her face. She must have been lost in her thoughts long enough to leave her friends to their imaginations. "Penelope Garcia, stop smiling like that." JJ nearly shrieked as she saw the smile on Garcia's face widen as if that were at all possible. "Oh my God, you're hopeless." She turned to Em, hoping at least on of her friends had some semblance of sanity. When she looked she felt the urge to cover her face with a pillow. "You both are the worst friends ever."

They both started laughing as JJ flopped back and covered her face with her hands. JJ groaned as she felt hands wrap around her wrists and pull her hands from her face. She looked to see Derek standing above her. She grinned at him and she saw the stress in his eyes dissipate. She saw the care and the concern burning in his eyes. She didn't know why, but she felt much safer now that Derek was with her. She looked away from him immediately when she heard the barely contained giggling coming from both Pen and Em. She shot them a glare and they immediately quieted. Before she could say anything Hotch came into the room. "Alright, we're going to head out." He nodded to both JJ and Derek, then headed to the door. He watched as the team filed past him out the door. He looked back to JJ and Derek and said quietly, "Stay safe." He didn't even wait for them to acknowledge him as he walked out the door into the night.

Derek looked at JJ and smiled softly. "Hey, come here." He grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway, up the stairs into the bedroom, into the bathroom. JJ gasped as she saw the sight in front of her. The lights were off but the candles gave enough light to give a soft, relaxing glow. She turned to ask him when he did this but he cut her off, "When Gideon and Rossi were done talking to me, they went to talk with Hotch and Spencer and it gave me a chance to go and finish setting this up. I hope this will help to relax. So now I'll leave you and I'll come back later." JJ could only nod as Derek walked out the bathroom. She sighed to herself before shedding her clothes and climbing into the bathtub. She moaned out in pleasure, feeling her muscles immediately relax. JJ allowed herself to sink into the tub, trying to put the events of the night out of her mind for this moment in time so she could relax. She must've lost track of the time because she jolted at the knock from Derek. "JJ, you okay beautiful?"

She sighed and couldn't find the urge to move. "You can come in Derek." She heard Derek's hesitance outside the door but he entered anyway. She smiled softly at him and watched as he fully entered the glow of the candles. She tried hard to hold back the groan rising in her throat. Derek was shirtless, and his body was glistening from the water that remained on his body from his shower. "What's up?"

Derek grinned before answering, "You were in here so long, I thought you might've fallen asleep. I was afraid I was going to have to come in here and see you in all of your naked glory, in order to get you to bed." JJ grinned at him playfully before gesturing to him to turn around. He did so obligingly. JJ grinned as she rose from the water and stepped out of the tub. She walked over and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself.

"You can turn around now." She smiled softly at him as he grinned and walked to the tub to empty it. She nodded to him before heading into the bedroom to put on her clothes while he cleaned up the bathroom. She pulled on a shorts and a tank. When she finished getting dressed she turned to see Derek leaving the bathroom. "Thank you Derek, you have no idea how helpful that was."

"I think I do. I know how you felt when the new information about our unsub came up, and I wanted to do something to help you relax. Plus I was doing what I do best."

"Oh and what is that?"

"It's being an irresistible, romantic heart throb." JJ rolled her eyes at his comment and sat down on the bed. Derek walked and sat beside her. "Hey, I want you to know that no matter what happens JJ," He turned her to look him in the eye, "I will protect you from this freak, whatever it takes." JJ just stared into his eyes. She wasn't sure but she felt as if their faces were getting closer. JJ had flashes of the kiss they shared at their wedding and she now hoped to have another one. Their lips were about to touch when the phone rang. JJ and Derek pulled apart quickly and Derek went to answer the phone. "Hello? Hello?" All Derek got in reply was dial tone. Derek shrugged and put the phone down. "Call it a night?" JJ nodded and grinned at him.

She crawled into the bed and wait as Derek went over and turned the light off. He came back and crawled into the bed next to JJ. JJ turned to face Derek and moved her body closer to his. Derek reached out and pulled her closer to him. JJ sighed as she felt safer being in his arms.