AN: To my "guest" reviewer, thank you for pointing that out and I completely get your point! However, JJ always has her reasons :) Another chapter should be up tonight

JJ cringed in pain; the pain was intensifying at an alarming rate. And now she was scared. The feeling brought back memories of Doc and what he had done to her; those procedures in that room. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe through the pain not wanting to alert Ross and Hotch to what was transpiring. But as the pain continued race though her abdomen, JJ knew she was going to have to say something. She needed help, this was too much.

She had a vague inkling of what was going on; she knew what was going on. A young man had come in and explained to her exactly what had occurred when she had knocked Doc out with his own sedative.

"JJ, wake up sweet girl," JJ woke up to Leaff speaking to her, rubbing her shoulder. Slowly, she blinked her eyes open, finding herself in one of the recovery rooms. She was now familiar with it; knew Leaff would remove the IV before grabbing a wheelchair and escorting her back to one of the locked rooms.

"I'm going to be sick," she warned as a sudden wave of nausea overtook her. Leaff reached over and quickly rolled her onto her side, holding her hair back and rubbing her back.

"Okay, shh, its okay," He reassured, hating to see her so sick. He waited patiently for the vomiting to subside before gently rolling her back to her back. "I'll get one of the nurses in here to get you some nausea meds; I'll get you in a hot shower after. Sound good?"

JJ could only nod as she heard the door open and knew without a doubt it was one of the nurses. "JJ, Leaff let me know you were nauseated. Doc said I can give you some meds, okay sweet heart?" JJ opened her eyes to see the woman grabbing her IV tubing and sending a liquid into it. "There you go, should start feeling better really soon. Just rest for a bit."

JJ didn't reply, she didn't say anything as she felt Leaff slip the blanket away from her before replacing it with a warm gown. "Once you get out of the shower, I'll get you something warmer to wear, okay." He paused, "Are you going to be able to stand in the shower?" Leaff looked her over and knew without a doubt, she couldn't. "Never mind, don't answer that. I think a sponge bath will be better; we can wash your hair and then you can sleep the rest of the day." He stepped away for a moment before coming back with a wheelchair. The motion of being picked up made JJ want to vomit again. Her head felt like lead as Leaff pushed her down the crowded hallway, multiple staff members smiling at her as she passed them. Soon, JJ heard the sound of the door unlocking and the smell of one of the recovery rooms.

"Let's get you into bed," Leaff cooed as the door swung open and another nurse walked in, snapping on his gloves.

"Hi JJ," he said softly, "You don't look like you're feeling great;" He reached over and helped Leaff with the tubing before transferring her to the bed. JJ closed her eyes again, wanting nothing more then to fall asleep.

"Dr. Lacey had to come in and complete the procedure." She heard Leaff say, feeling his hands on her.

"I heard," the nurse replied, "we were warned to keep her sedated and restrained for the next few days while she is with us."

'Well that makes sense,' JJ thought to herself, it explained why she was utterly exhausted and had no energy. She jerked suddenly as she felt a sponge on her neck but relaxed when she realized it was only warm water.

Leaff and the nurse were still sponging her down when she heard the door open and more footsteps. "Is she aware?" A new voice asked.

"She's awake if that's what you mean." The nurse laughed. "She is just a bit out of it."

"That's fine." There was silence for a moment before JJ heard the sound of a stool moving over towards her. "JJ, open your eyes." The man commanded. "JJ, I will not play with you, open your eyes or you will be hurt."

And JJ, not wanting to feel anymore pain at the moment, opened her eyes to see a man no older then twenty five staring back at her. "Good girl. JJ, I need to explain what Dr. Lacey just did."

"I know what he did." She replied back.

"No, you need to know the extent of it. After your earlier escaped, Doc wanted to make sure you couldn't hide again. He was panning on implanting a GPS device in you; but you decided to fight and took him out. Dr. Lacey took over and I am happy to report the procedure was a success." He suddenly pulled out a laptop and showed it to JJ, as well as an ultrasound wand. "Now, watch what happens when I activate it." He pressed the wand down on JJ's pelvis, maneuvering it until he heard a click and a long beep. Instantly, JJ jumped. "And now its activated," he smiled, showing JJ the laptop again. "See this little dot," He pointed to a red dot on the screen, "that is you. Now, do you see the green lines right here? That's a barrier we have set up, if you cross that without one of us, you will regret it. Remember that little shock you just felt when I activated the chip? Well, if you go past those lines, that shock will be a hella lot more powerful and will drop you. Do you understand?"

JJ stared in him, "You put a GPS in me?" She growled.

"Yes, we did." He stood up and began to walk away before turning back to JJ. "by the way, just so you don't get any ideas; this barrier isn't permanent. I can adjust it at any time, and you will know because you will feel that lovely shock."

And with that, he left the room.

The flashback ended as quickly as it had arrived and JJ wiped the tears from her cheeks. Now she knew why she was in so much pain, why she felt horrific cramps and why there was blood. And she knew she had to give in; she had to tell Hotch.

Hotch stood in the kitchen, sipping his coffee. He had just gotten off the phone with Emily, Maggie had given them nothing. He had just sat down when he received call from one of the agents posted outside.

"Hotch," He answered instantly, looking out the window.

"Agent Hotchner, this is Agent Sammer. We have an unidentified subject walking the block. Subject is an older white male; he has walked around about six times and nobody has reported seeing him before."

"Do you have him?" He asked, walking into JJ's room and making sure she was still asleep.

"No sir, he seemed to have vanished. We are looking for him though. We wanted to confirm he was not with your party."

"No, he isn't'" Hotch replied hoping this man was just an innocent neighbor. If it was, he was about to be in for a surprise when he was ambushed by a few federal agents.

"Got it sir, we will be in touch."

Hotch didn't like this, not one bit. First JJ's headache and flu symptoms, the text from Leaff and now this. It couldn't be a coincidence. He picked up his phone and called the agent back, requesting another agent to stand at JJ's window. Something was up.