-Lost the Dark Chapter 1-

"Hey, Baby Girl, how was your weekend?" Morgan greeted a seemingly joyous Garcia.

"It was wonderful, my dark knight. I spent the weekend with Sir Kevin. The stupid rain knocked out the power though. " Garcia happily replied as the two made their way to the briefing room.

"Alright now that everyone's here." JJ started. She handed out the victim files to each team member and began the briefing. "Sarah Turner was murdered this past Thursday night while watching TV with her two daughters. Her husband Michael Turner, and the two girls, Janie is seven and Kimberlee is sixteen. All three of them have been missing as of that night." JJ fished as their pictures flashed up on the screen.

"Morgan…isn't that your…" Reid started, but he could tell his question had already been answered by the pained expression in Derek's eyes.

"Yea…that's my sister." Derek finished quietly. He slapped down the police file and excused himself from the room. JJ stared blankly in disbelief.

"I had no idea, Hotch…" JJ apologized.

"I know…Where'd he go?" Hotch asked looking around through the window. Everyone's eyes landed on Morgan sitting at his desk with his cell phone to his ear. He was calling his mother, Fran Morgan, who had already heard through the news station.

Derek asked about his nieces, Kimberlee and Janie. Fran said the news didn't say anything about them and that Kimberlee wasn't picking up her phone. The police visited her personally because the girls had been declared missing Morgan shut the phone and went back into the briefing room. He assured everyone that he was okay and he was in a hurry to get to Chicago. JJ briefed the team on the other three four person families that were murdered before them. After the briefing the team got their go-bags together and headed for the jet to go to Chicago.

-At the Chicago Police Station-

The agents were welcomed by the Chicago PD along with a frenzy of press outside the building. Everyone, but JJ walked past them. She proceeded to give them a little detail of the case, but once again not a full blown profile. Hotch and the rest of the team met with the police chief in the conference room. He gave the team more details when JJ met them in the room.

Chief Bradshaw passed around another round of police reports. He and his own team found Sarah shot and strangled. The strangulation didn't kill her. The shot point blank to the heart did and she bled out. The reports showed it must have taken her a good hour to die. Morgan winced at the facts.

"Did you find anything new on the two girls or the husband?" Prentiss asked rifling through their information.

"Sadly we haven't even found remains of them. Unless the scene was wiped, which I highly doubt, there's not even evidence of them being there except for their bedrooms." Chief Bradshaw answered.

"Reid, JJ, Morgan, I need you two to check out the other three families. Dave, Prentiss and I will go to the crime scene." Hotch ordered in his authoritative tone. Morgan's head shot up.

"I can take the crime scene Hotch." Morgan argued. Hotch's face twisted into a questioning expression, but Morgan's eyes were pleading. With a little more prodding, Hotch nodded and said that he and Rossi would talk to the neighbors and Morgan and Prentiss would look at the crime scene. So Prentiss and Morgan took the car and were on their way to his sister's house.

"Are you sure you're okay with this, Derek?" Prentiss asked him. She noted that his muscles looked stiff and he hadn't mentioned the case yet, or even talked about his nieces or anything for that matter. He was looking straight ahead and avoiding any type of eye contact. He was anxious.

"I'm fine, Prentiss." Morgan said coldly. Emily eventually gave up trying to open him up.

The two agents parked outside the house, which was surrounded by police and their search dogs. They saw them on the second floor and the front door was off its hinges. Derek and Emily met up with police officers and then proceeded inside the house to check it out themselves. They went under the caution police tape and the first thing they saw was the dry red blood stain on the living room carpet. Morgan diverted his eyes to looking around the room. They looked around on the first floor and found nothing suspicious or out of the ordinary. As they walked up the stairs though, all the pictures of the four of them were destroyed. Michael's face was cut out with such precision. They took note of it.

"Michael seems like big guy. He's look to have about the same muscle capacity as you." Prentiss said out loud.

"Of course a little smaller," Morgan joked. "But it would take a team of UNSUBS to take him down, which means there had to be more than one."

"So we're looking for a group…great." Emily concluded. She phoned Hotch and told them what they were dealing with. As she hung up the phone she and Morgan had reached one of his niece's bedrooms. He sighed and opened the door to Janie's room. The walls were a light shade of lavender and with white molding. Posters of baby animals were on the walls and a cork board of drawings was hanging above a small desk fit for children.

"She seemed comfortable here." Emily said looking around the bedroom. Morgan nodded in agreement and continued looking around. Prentiss put on a pair of gloves and dug through Janie's toy box. She rifled through the stuffed animals and Barbie dolls and put them nicely on the floor. She didn't find anything in the box so she put the animals back and went back to searching the rest of the room.

Prentiss and Morgan didn't find anything in Janie's room, so they moved on to Kimberlee room. Once again Morgan sighed as they walked into her room. Kimberlee's room was quite the opposite of her little sister's room. There were no decorations on the wall but a school schedule on a similar cork board to Janie's. There was a desk under a window sill with a simple lamp and a laptop resting on a blue mat. Prentiss and Morgan walked in and saw only one picture and that was of Kimberlee and her dad Adam. Prentiss picked up the picture and looked it over. She turned to Morgan.

"He was a cop. He died on the job during an armed robbery." He said. Prentiss nodded, knowing she shouldn't go farther. "It's like she didn't even live here." Morgan noted out loud.

"There's nothing here, no dresser or anything. It's like her being here was temporary. There are no moving boxes or even a mess that any other teenager would usually leave." Prentiss said.

"It's as if she wasn't expecting to be here long." Morgan added. Emily moved to the closet and her toe hit a duffel bag. Emily un-zipped the zipper and there were clothes and a wad of money. She looked farther into the closet and found another duffel bag, filled with another set of clothes and looked too small to fit Kimberlee. They were Janie's clothes.