Derek sighed and rubbed his face as he looked over the files for the case again. He looked over to the couch next to him to see JJ sleeping in a fetal position. She looked so cute in his sweater. He remembered laughing at her because she looked so tiny in his sweater, however his laughter was cut short when she gave him one of her patented JJ glares. He smiled as he remembered the kiss they shared in the bedroom. It was exhilarating and powerful the feelings he had for JJ. Derek knew that these feelings could be dangerous; he knew that they could consume him and ruin them both. What if they were in the field and something happened, somebody on the team could get because his and JJ's judgment were blinded by these feelings. Derek sighed and looked away. He looked down to the case files and sighed again. There was something about the bodies that bothered him. The way they were placed. The woman was dressed up conservatively, but there was sensuality to her. Her body was positioned as right next to the black man. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and her face was one contorted in pain. The black man was chained and dressed like a slave. His back opened by whippings. It made Derek's stomach turn looking at the photo but he knew that the key what they were searching for was in the picture. Derek tried to think how he would be able to positions the bodies the way the killer would without leaving behind any DNA. Derek could have slapped himself when he realized it. There wasn't one killer. There was two; it had to be, one man would not be able to position the bodies the way they were. Derek jumped up and went to JJ, he shook her gently while saying, "Wake up JJ, come on beautiful, I figured out something."

JJ turned her face into the coach before groaning and looking up to Derek. "What is it?"

Derek reached for the photos and showed them to JJ. "Tell me what you see."

JJ stared and she stared hard. All she saw was the two victims; their bodies positioned sexually. The man was dressed like a slave and the woman was somewhat dressed like a southern white woman. JJ couldn't get what Derek was getting at. She looked up to him in question and asked, "What is it I'm supposed to be seeing Derek?"

"JJ look at the way the body is position. The bodies depend on each other to remain up right, but in order to get the woman to wrapped her arms around the man's neck the killer would have had to be standing behind her meaning that…"

"Someone else had to be holding up the other victim so that the killer could put them together. Why didn't we see this before?"

"We were to busy looking for the angle at which the killer was killing his victims, we weren't exactly focusing on how each part of the murders were done."

"Something doesn't seem right. It doesn't seem to me that two killers could do these types of killings. These are mental killings, they are planned out, one of them would have made an a mistake."

"So what, what if the second person is not involved in the actual act of killing, what if the accomplice was more of an understudy, one who wanted to do the same things but doesn't know how to go about it. He could be a scout for the killer, and then when the killer does what he does than this accomplice comes back and helps him dump the body." Derek was pacing now as the thoughts went racing through his head.

JJ rose slowly and walked toward him, "So what we're saying is that either the killer has a) an understudy or b) an accomplice, someone who is like a scout, helps him kidnap the victims, lets him do his work and then comes back and helps him dumps the body. This guy I feel has to have connections, someone who is able to be the eyes and ears for the killer in order for all of this to go off without a hitch. Some one who is mature, youthful but mature."

"I agree," Derek nodded at JJ, feeling the familiar thrill of getting progress on a case. It was depressing not being able to figure anything out. "I'm going to call Hotch and tell him what we figured out, maybe Garcia can track down killings that were similar to this but were not as intricate as the killings but the ideas are still basically the same." JJ nodded and collapsed back into her seat. They made some progress. Hopefully this could lead them to something or someone. This case was wearing on her and though she is grateful that she and Derek had taken their relationship to another level, she really wanted to go home and just be with Derek.

She shook her head as she realized that all her thoughts had turned to Derek now that they were together. She has never been in a relationship before when all her thoughts were taken up by the man she was with. It was part of the reason why she so nervous about this case. If anything were to happen to Derek, what would she do? JJ didn't want to be thinking those thoughts but last night, her dream; no matter what she did she could get that dream out of her head.

Dream:

They were walking down the street hand in hand. Laughing and giggling, JJ could not remember ever laughing so had in her life. The case was done and over and they told the team that they were together. Everyone seemed fine with it though Penelope gave a scare when she said that she hated JJ for stealing her man but then she soon burst out laughing and JJ knew that it was okay. Emily came up to her and said, "I knew this would happen."

"So did I." Penelope added.

It was later that night that JJ and Derek went on a walk. She looked into his beautiful deep brown eyes and she realized that she was happier than she'd been in a while. She turned to face Derek and smiled at him. She reached up and gently kissed his lips before opening her mouth to speak, "Derek there is something I've wanted to tell you for a while now." Derek nodded for her to continue, "I lo…" Before she could continue a shot rang out and Derek immediately crumpled to the floor.

JJ looked up to see a hooded figure, "Did you really think you could stop me from changing the world Agent Jarueau. He wasn't worthy of you and now you're not worthy to live." He raised the gun again and he pulled the trigger. As the shot rang out JJ felt a sharp pain rip through her. And that was it.