Chapter 3

"Well that's about all I can do in one night I'm heading to the hotel. Are you coming Hotch?" Rossi asked as he rose from the table. It was 2:30 in the morning and Hotch and Rossi were the only two left. The others had headed out around one to get some sleep.

"Ya I'll head out in a few." Hotch said not making any attempt to pack up or move.

Reid and JJ came into the room with a tray of steaming coffee ready for when the team arrived only to find Hotch already sitting at the table deep in his work. They set the tray of coffee down and Hotch looked up, huge bags under his eyes.

"Hotch did you get any sleep last night?" JJ asked looking at the bags.

"I slept for like an hour on the couch in the room over there. I just couldn't get any sleep. If the un-sub keeps up the same pace she will be dead by dawn tomorrow morning." Hotch said grabbing a cup of coffee and sipping it greedily.

"Well you should get some sleep. You will be a lot more help if you get at least a few hours. Your body will be able to function better and you need a break." Reid said worriedly.

Hotch was about to reply when the phone rang startling Reid causing him to jump. You think he would get use to it after hearing it none stop. JJ pulled her phone out of her pocket and put it on speaker when she saw it was Garcia. "Hey Garcia, what you got for us?" JJ asked.

"Well I got 3 guys whose wife died in the last year and 5 with a divorce that fit the profile," Garcia explained.

"Thanks Garcia. Send their addresses over and we will head out as soon as the rest of the team gets here," Hotch said.

"Any progress last night?" Will asked as he entered the room.

"Well we narrowed it down to 8 suspects. We are going to check them out as soon as the rest of the team gets here," JJ informed him.

"Set up a meeting with all the officers on the case and we will inform them on what we have so far," Hotch directed.

Reid and JJ finally got Hotch to take a nap on the couch. Within the hour Rossi showed up with Morgan not far behind.

"Sorry we're late. We went to the house of the couple that asked for my autograph and I don't think that either of them had anything to do with it."

Hotch got up from the couch walked into the other room. "Rossi and Reid visit the first four names on the lists house and Morgan and I will go to the rest. JJ you stay here and see if Garcia can find anymore info on the couple just to make sure," Hotch assigned.

Prentiss slowly opened her eyes the cool cement causing her to shiver. Her headache was mostly gone, now just a dull thudding. She is hungry from the lack of food she ate the day before, suddenly wishing she would have ate more of the McDonalds. She looked down at her watch that read 10:07 am. She can't stop her mind from wandering. She has less then a day to live if the un-sub stays on the same schedule. She might never get the chance to say good-bye to her team, her family, not even her mother.

Just then she heard the door push open and there in the door way is the same brown haired guy who shoved her into here in the first place. He takes out his gun and points it at Prentiss. "Get up!" he ordered. Prentiss slowly gets up thinking of her next move. Just then there's a knock in the distance.

When he heard no movement behind the closed door, Rossi yelled, "FBI open up!"

The un-sub shut the door leaving her alone. Prentiss began to bang on it and yell for help. After a minute she realizes that the basement must be sound proof when the door is shut. She slides down the door putting her head in her hands. That was her chance and could possibly be her only one.