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Chapter 2: A Realization

JJ's POV

I raced behind Reid to the car. Aaron was already there when we arrived. I climbed into the passenger seat with Morgan driving and Emily in the back. Hotch drove in the other car with Reid and Rossi.

"Hotch what's going on?" Morgan asked.

"There's a serial killing team. They are going around and shooting from their cars. We know there is at least one male and one female, and they may to be mission oriented." Hotch bellowed on speaker phone.

"Where did they start?" I threw out.

"Augusta, Maine. They killed 5. Concord, New Hampshire, 8. Boston, 12. Providence, Rhode Island, 10. Branford, Connecticut, 8. In New York City they killed 6 from the water under the Brooklyn Bridge. Police Boats were there and fired shots, but somehow they escaped."

"Seriously!?" Morgan shouted. "That's ridiculous!"

"I agree," Aaron said calmly. "But they didn't stop there. In Neptune, Virginia they killed 3 and then 4 at Newburg, Maryland."

"Are they coming up the Potomac?" Reid blurted.

"That's what we think."

"How come we're just being called now?" Morgan said, clearly furious.

"They haven't been able to get a clear identification or license plate number. They've been in a different car each time and some of the smaller cities never connected them because they crossed state lines."

"So they're coastal drive by killers?" Emily asked.

"Well, they must have some kind of a reason for this. We would assume that DC is their main target," Hotch continued.

We continued to speed up I-95, passing the cars on our way with our lights flashing. Hotch and Morgan broke just about every speed limit there was on our way there. Hotch informed us that we were scheduled to meet with the director, and then possibly the president. These guys were the real deal. Not like all the other killers we've caught before aren't, but these people are possibly plotting an attack on our nation's capital, maybe even political leaders. When we were about 15 minutes away, I pulled out my phone and shot a quick text to Will.

Hey. We're on our way to D.C. Sorry I'm just letting you know now, we were being filled in about the case. Stay safe. Love you.

I really hoped that we could wrap this case up quickly, but, I knew that would likely not be the case. My phone buzzed, cutting the awkward silence that had fallen over the car.

"You good, JJ?" Emily asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Will just texted me. I told him we were on our way to D.C."

"Oh, ok. Well how's Henry?"

"He's good. He was sleeping this morning when I left. If I don't get time during the day I'll still call them tonight."

"That's nice."

"Yeah. It's kind of our thing. If I'm away I read him a story over the phone."

"You've memorized it?"

"Yep. It's the same story, and we've been on a lot of overnight cases."

"True," Emily agreed. "Well, I'll let you get back to him."

I swiped my finger across the screen, then into my messages app.

I was just called in for a homicide. Turns out, Strauss contacted our department. JJ, your guy just killed at the park downtown. 6 more.

"Guys, Will just texted me that our guy killed 6 back at Quantico. At the park downtown. I'm calling Hotch." I quickly ran up his phone.

"JJ you're on speaker."

"Hotch, Will just texted me and said that these guys killed 6 in downtown Quantico."

"Where?" Reid questioned anxiously.

"The park, Quantico Municipal." From that I knew he was already figuring out their route and a geographic profile. I'm sure he'd already started one, and he was just adding to it.

"Is Will alright?" I heard Rossi ask.

"Yeah. Him and Henry were still at home."

"Good," he replied.

"Emily," Hotch started. "Call up the CSI team and tell them to get to the scene as quickly as possible, and have them work closely with Will. JJ, I want you to keep in touch with him. Get as many updates as you can."

"Got it," Emily and I both replied.

Morgan and Hotch cut 5 minutes off the rest of the ride by stepping much harder on the gas. When we got to the FBI headquarters, we were showed a medium sized room to use. I was similar to the round table room back at Quantico. There was a circular table with 8 chairs around it and a phone in the middle. We set up immediately. We wrote down what we knew and posted it on the large white board. Reid sat in the corner and worked on the geographical profile, the he pasted that on the board as well. Hotch told me to call Will, so I did from the phone on the desk.

"Will."

"Hey, JJ. So this time they were caught on camera. So you know they killed at the park, but they passed an apartment complex that happened to have security cameras. I already had my guys send it to Garcia. It looks like there is only 2 people, a man and a female. They might be in their early to mid 30s and could be married. They don't look similar enough to be siblings."

"That's great, Will, thanks," I replied.

"That's not all I've got. They were driving a dark blue or black SUV, probably a year or two old. The video is kinda pixely, but the license plate starts with A5B, and ends with a 2. You should be able to get something off of that."

"Thanks Will. We appreciate it," Aaron replied.

I heard Spence whisper to himself. "Alpha, 5, Bravo, 2." He spoke up louder this time saying, "Will! Do you know how many places were missing on the plate?"

"There were 2 real blurry letters or numbers on there. Hopefully Miss. Garcia can clear that up for you."

"Thanks again," Emily said. "Bye."

"See 'ya guys."

Spence traced his hand over the map, all the way back to the first town they killed in. "Will said they could be married right?" he piped up. "What if their plate number is the day they got married. A equals 1 which would be January. 5 for the fifth. B is 2, and then it ends in 2. January fifth, either 2002 or 2012!"

Morgan had already called Garcia.

"Hey baby girl, I need you to look for a car. A dark blue or black SUV. The plate starting with A5B and ending with 2. There are two blurred out characters in between. Also, when you find the owner, let me know if the date January 2nd is significant."

"I'm on it. I'll call you when I find something."

I sat back down and ran my fingers through my hair. I was already annoyed with this case. We knew they were headed up the Potomac, but somehow we didn't expect them to kill again. Just when I thought I had collected my thoughts, I was interrupted by a ding on my phone. It was a text from Will, and what I saw terrified me.

"Um, guys," I said, "look at this." I showed them the text Will had just sent me.

I just got a call from your building sayin a guy just stormed into the office and was asking for the BAU. He wanted to know where a D. Rossi was. When security came up there to get him out, he started punchin them and then took one of their guns and shot himself. We're looking into it.