AN: YAY for two updates! I am really walking a fine line here do I let it go to a very creepy level (not on the sexual side) with this story and the bad guys, or retreat a bit? Its hard to know but I want to hear from you guys! Do we want full on X-Files type stuff (minus the aliens) or back it off to PG rated? PLEASE let me know and review!

Reid sat next to Garcia as Morgan and Emily read over his shoulder. The amount of information coming off the chip was astronomical. Astronomical and heartbreaking.

"Reid, what are we looking at?" Morgan asked softly; as he grabbed a page from the printer.

Reid didn't answer; his entire focus was on the screen and the information coming at him. He began mumbling to himself as more and more information was discovered from the chip and uploaded to the screen. He brought his hands up to his mouth as he began connecting the dots. And he remained silent.

For twenty minutes, he didn't speak. He read the information, mumbled to himself, drew on scratch paper and calculated everything he could before he was able to start somewhere.

"The information contained on that chip all relates to JJ." He started as his team looked on. "It shows what happened to her, what was given to her and how her body reacted to it. It shows the chemical compound and correlates it to her reaction." He paused and saw the confused looks on their faces. "Look." He grabbed one of the print outs and pointed to a long number, "On December 8 of last year at 2:23PM she was given some kind of chemical; the information shows that within five minutes her body began reacting to it. It looks like her blood sugar dropped dangerously low because a few minutes later, her system was flooded with glucagon." He explained as he ran his fingers along the line.

"How often did this happen?" Emily asked, not sure she wanted to know the answer.

Reid shook his head. "On this day alone, it looks like she was given at least seven different chemicals; her body reacted differently to each one." His voice hitched as he continued to read more information. "It also looks like she was given one more right before midnight; it corrected most of what was going on in her body, but not all of it."

The team was silent, they didn't know what to say. What was there to say? "Clyde has no medical experience or training does he?" Emily asked.

Morgan shook his head, "not that we have discovered. Leaff didn't mention it, but Hotch and I are going back today to meet with him. Why?"

Emily looked to Reid, "Were they just injecting her with this stuff?"

Reid bit his lip. "No, it looks like it was intravenous. At least most of it." He kept reading the data as it continued to upload. "We need to see…" He stopped, taking another breath. "I need to see if she has a scar over her heart."

Morgan and Emily looked at one another, confused. "Reid…." They knew it wouldn't happen, Hotch had called them as soon as he could after JJ had woken up. Apparently, now that JJ was aware, it was making the staff's job more difficult. JJ was too traumatized, so much so that she wouldn't allow the staff to touch her. The slightest jarring would wake her in a panic and the staff had yet to figure out how to calm her enough to allow them access to her.

"Clyde couldn't have done this. He doesn't have the skills. The medication that is appearing that was in her bloodstream is not something easily accessible. You have to have a medical license to get this stuff."

"Leaff said that Clyde was resourceful, had access to almost anything." Emily replied, confused as to what Reid was getting at.

"She was sedated at several points; given anesthesia. She would have had to have been intubated."

"Reid, what are you looking for on her chest?" Morgan leaned against the table and crossed his arms.

"When I saw JJ early on, I noticed that she had numerous bruises on her arms and feet. Where her veins are easily accessible for IVs. The staff at the hospital had to place one in her neck because they couldn't get access anywhere else." He paused again, his mind racing. "If, whoever had JJ was out of options and still doing this, they had to go another way. And only a medical professional could do it; and I think it happened around this date." He grabbed another piece of paper and began studying the readings. "All of the sudden, she has anesthesia, is intubated and is flooded with antibiotics. Then everything stops for a few days before picking back up. But now its more than just a few times a day; its almost at all hours, even at night…"

"What do you need?" Morgan stood up, dialing Hotch's number.

"I need to know who gave her the central line. We need to know if she had one first; if she did. We have another unsub."

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Hotch sat by JJ as he listened to Morgan explain what Reid had just discovered. He felt his anger increase again as Morgan informed him that they were heading to the hospital. He hadn't noticed the increase of the volume in his voice until he saw JJ staring at him. Panic in her eyes.

"JJ, it's okay. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." He said softly, wanting to reach out and take her hand. She recoiled even as he shifted positions in his chair. "Will is on his way, his plane had maintenance issues but he is on his way." Hotch explained.

She had woken up the night before and had been in and out of sleep ever since. The staff had warned him not to expect her to be awake most of the time, but at the point, he would take anything. Every second with her eyes open.

He desperately wanted to ask her what had happened, wanted the interview so he could catch the people responsible for this. Wanted to catch them and promise JJ she was safe. But Ross had warned him not to attempt it, not yet.

But Hotch's concern was growing. Something was wrong with his agent; besides the obvious. He knew she was traumatized but this was different. She hadn't tried to engage him or anyone else, hadn't voluntarily tried to communicate- she just shrunk away from anything. Sound, touch, the slightest movement sent her into a panic.

It was almost as if she couldn't see them. But that couldn't be true- she had tracked them with her eyes, at least earlier on. And then a horrific thought entered his mind- was JJ able to see them? Yes, she was tracking them, but she could have been just hearing sound. He had to know.

"JJ?" He stood up and watched her eyes, she didn't follow him. His heart sunk and he moved further away. "JJ, do you see the blanket Will brought you?" He asked, hoping she would look down. While she didn't look down, he watched as her fingers grasped the soft blanket. He would have to bring it up with Ross.

He stepped out of the room briefly and asked Maria to page Ross before stepping back into the room; he didn't want to leave JJ for longer then he needed.

"Agent? Dr. Ross is in surgery," Maria stepped in. "He wanted me to ask if this was urgent?"

Hotch looked at her and back at JJ. "Agent Reid wanted to know if anyone had seen an incision or scar over her heart."

Maria looked at him, confused. "To be honest agent, when she came in she was covered in bruises and scars. I am not sure we have had the chance to see." She glanced at JJ. "I can try and look but she…"

Hotch nodded but they needed to try. "Let's try."

Maria smiled and put her stethoscope down before walking over to JJ; every step very deliberate as she approached carefully. "JJ," she spoke softly. "Can I check your wounds honey? I promise, I won't hurt you. I just want to make sure they are healing." She waited patiently and warmed her hands so that the cold wouldn't surprise her. "I'll take less than ten seconds." She didn't wait for a response but slowly reached over and waited for the expected flinch. It didn't come; carefully, she pulled the gown down and as JJ felt the cloth being peeled away from her body, she began to shake. Her eyes widened and she looked at Hotch pleading for him to make it stop.

"It's okay, JJ. I won't let her hurt you. I promise." Hotch said softly as he saw her hands begin to pull on the restraints. And then, Maria let the gown go and it covered JJ back up; slowly the shaking stopped.

"They are healing sweetheart." Maria smiled down at her. "Agent." She looked at him and nodded. "There is a relatively new scar there."

And his blood broiled.