Sorry it's taking my such a long time to write my next story, but I've been back in South Africa all summer working hard. Now back in university mode and ready for some new Criminal minds based fanfic. Hope you enjoy.

Prologue

...The BAU stood in total horror in the cramped attic room. All shacking with a mix of panic, fear and adrenalin. Not one of them uttered a word for they had been stolen from them. Their deep breathes echoing around the hollow room.

Hotch nursed his broken arm silently as he stood in the dusty space. His eyes darted around, but the inclosing darkness made it impossible to see. Without their guns they needed weapons. But under the inches of dirt was nothing of assistance. Using the weak rays of moonlight, Hotch attempted to check on his subordinates, but he couldn't make out their faces. Hotch opened his mouth to speak, but no words came. What was he to say? Hotch knew they were not alright. How could they be? Prentiss moved in to the light, creeping through the holes in the roof. Hotch frowned deeply as he took in the cuts and bruises across her face.

"How did this happen?" Prentiss mumbled angrily. She wasn't expecting a answer, and got none. "This entire situation is... beyond comprehension". How could a team of FBI profilers been so blind?

"Emily!" Hotch whispered also moving in to the light.

Prentiss was shocked to hear her name, but It also gave her a strange doze of bravery. Taking a deep breath she took hold of her emotions.

"Prentiss is right. How the hell did this happen!" Morgan said clenching his fists. The profiler felt so utterly useless, he wanted to rage and shout but he knew that wouldn't help.

Suddenly there was a thud of a body hitting the filth covered floorboards, and a groan, that they all recognised as Rossi.

"Rossi... Rossi... Help me" came Garcia's voice from the darkness, not a trace of it's usually bubbly tone.

"Where are you baby girl" Morgan said with a reassuring whisper.

"Over here". The team followed the sound of the annalists voice.

"I'm alright" Came Rossi's tired voice.

Morgan limped to Rossi's side, and painfully kneeled down next to him, gasping out in pain.

"Chocolate bear, are you alright?" Garcia said placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Fine Garcia... Rossi?".

"Fine. I just fell over a damn piece of wood" Rossi spat, kicking the offending object.

"You sure Dave?" Hotch said bending down next to Garcia.

"Yes I'm sure Aaron!" Rossi said forcefully but not unkindly. He knew Hotch was stressed. He knew Hotch thought that everything that had happened to them was his fault, and nothing he said would help. Rossi stayed on the flood. He felt tired. His mind teamed with the horror's he had seen. His body ached from lack of sleep and fatigue.

Hotch stretched out his uninjured arm to help his older colleague up. Rossi grasped it firmly and rose from the grimy floor. Morgan stood with a groan and was quickly embraced by Garcia. Placing a kiss on her now untidy red hair, Derrick realised how much his friend was shacking.

"It's going to be alright baby girl... I won't let anything happen to you" he whispered and held her closer. Garcia said nothing, but she let a tear run down her pale skin.

Reid was breathing deeply, scowling as his eyes blurred. This is not the time. His head was now bleeding freely, and due to the fact he had lost a lot of blood already, he could feel himself hovering towards unconsciousness. Stay awake. Pain shot through his chest every time he took a laboured breath and tears formed in his eyes. Spencer didn't bother wiping them away, it was too dark for anyone to see them. His arm shot out looking for something to keep him steady, every inch of him throbbing. He grasped the beam and battled the impulse to scream out as he tested his injured leg. Don't scream. They'll know you're hurt. But the agony was almost unbearable and the young genius fought to keep awake. Reid knew, as experienced and intelligent as his colleagues were, they needed him. This was his fault and he needed to fix it. Something's wrong. Everything is wrong. I should be here along. The team should be safe.

"Hey Kid you alright?"...

Suddenly they all felt it. A chill ran down the spines of every member of the team. The darkness inclosing the friends. He was here. He'd found them. The hunter had found his pray. And this time there was no escape...

(Let me know if I should carry on and write the rest) Review please