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"So, about the fight…?" Rossi asked hesitantly, waiting.

"Well, she had just gotten back from hanging with friends…kids we never liked her hanging with…." Mr. Temple began. "We saw her face. She seemed frustrated. We wondered if it was us, her, her friend or her smoking. Maybe coughing too much."

"She asked why we were watching her like that…." Ms. Temple said in a dead voice. "And we asked her….why she was doing this to herself…"

"She said she wasn't doing anything to herself and that we should just leave her alone. And then we didn't. We kept telling her that what she was doing was wrong; that she was hurting herself and others doing this. She just kept denying it, kept ignoring us. She ran to her room and locked the door, playing music loudly as we yell at her to listen to us….she didn't…." Mr. Temple stopped.

"We thought she'd either fallen asleep or just really couldn't hear us and wouldn't listen. So we decided to just give up. We came back a little later at dinner, since she hadn't come to eat yet. We found something to pick her lock, above her door. She kept it there just in case it got locked with her outside it…. When we came in, the room was clean and nice, but we noticed things were missing. Her phone, her CD player, a few more things like book or something….and a lot of close and her book-bag….and her. The window was open and the music was still blaring… We shouldn't have…shouldn't have said anything."

"Ma'am, you were both just worried for your child, it's natural."

"If we had ignored it, she'd be here with us right now!" Ms. Temple yelled.

"Yes, but she would have died from smoking so much if you hadn't confronted her." Prentiss pressed. "You did everything you could; everything any other parent would do."

Ms. Temple just dropped her head into her hands and cried.

"I think we're done for now." Rossi said, standing. "Thank you and I'm very sorry…"

Mr. Temple nodded as they stood and walked off. He had one arm around his wife, but he didn't know if he could offer anymore comfort than that.

Outside in the SUV, the two agents were talking.

"They aren't like Alice and her parents." Rossi began as he got in the passenger side and buckled up, Prentiss beside him, buckled up and now driving. "The way Reid talked about Alice's parents, they sounded like they neglected her and ignored her. Even hated her, maybe. But the temples cared about Gorgia. No matter what she did, they cared about her. And that's where he messed up. From what he knew about her, she had run away from her parents because they didn't understand her. He thought she was what he was looking for, but then the temples began searching for her a day after she ran. Didn't they say the first time, they thought she'd run and stay with a friend?"

"Yep. And she wasn't there. So, he had to finish with her quickly." Prentiss added in. "I think that's why Gorgia's death was so much more…." Prentiss sighed. She may not flinch much at the sight of what she sees with this job, but that didn't mean she wasn't affected by it deep down. "He was so angry he had messed up, he took it out on her."

Rossi nodded. "Who are we going to next?" he didn't like the thought of interviewing more parents for the second time anymore than he did the Temples.

"Oh, um…" she glanced at a piece of paper and then back at the road, saying, "The Travis's and Mr. Dawson…he was an only father…"

Rossi sighed and nodded. "Well, let's eat first. We have the whole day."

Prentiss nodded, changing course.

"Shyanne….was seeing someone…" Mr. Clearwater told them. He was looking down, tears streaming a bit, but he kept most of it in.

"Who?" Hotch asked.

"We never met him…we never knew enough about Shyanne. I mean, we'd always try and talk when she came to visit, but we never called unless it was urgent. She was only eighteen when she moved out…we didn't take the news so well when she told us on one of her last visits. She'd visit every month, you see? And…not…last time, or the time before. It was three months ago when she told us and she left us surprised and worried. she never introduced us to him and that worried us even more. Two months ago, she came again. We spent most of the time with each other, not wanting to ruin anything, but we couldn't let this just go without notice, so we asked her the day before she was planning to leave. She said that she didn't want to introduce us because she thought we'd end up ruining it for her. We told her that we were just worried about the choices she was making. She said she was a woman now and she made her own choices and would deal with the consequences. And she left that night, never calling us. And when she came for the visit this month…she just…really surprised us. She didn't call, she just came for the visit, acting almost as if nothing happened, though there were plenty of awkward moments. And then we asked her how things were going and, once again, if she'd tell us what this guy was like. She was angry with that and just decided to ignore us when we asked. That's when we saw she was asking different. And I guess she had been getting drugs or drinks from that boyfriend of hers…" he glared at the thought of the guy. "He never even tried to call her once she had died!!!"

J.J. sat back, surprised at the sudden loudness of his voice, but still listened.

"I'm sorry…. Anyways, she just stayed away from us as much as she could, until it was time for her to leave again. She tried to stay calm, saying that she kind of enjoyed her time here, but then she broke. She started yelling at us, tears in her eyes, asking why we had to ruin everything and why we couldn't just be happy for her and her boyfriend. We asked her how well she knew him and she told us to shut the hell up and that she knew him enough. She said…she said she wished she could just be really free from us, like we still had any control over her!"

"She may have…known, deep down, that what she was doing was wrong and she felt ashamed and scared at what y'all would think. Though most of her ignored the warnings and blamed you and your wife." J.J. told him.

"It is our fault, she should blame us!!" he yelled then, tears streaming more than before. "I we hadn't ever asked her, she'd still be here!! God, because of us she said….she said she was never coming back!" and then Mr. Clearwater broke apart then and there, unable to hold in the overwhelming sadness and guilt.

J.J. wanted to try and comfort the man, tell him it wasn't his fault (because it wasn't) but she knew he wouldn't listen. She looked away then, at Hotch and she wondered if he was thinking the same thing as her….What if this man came after boys and what if one of his victims had been Henry? Or he came after men and it was Will?

She shook her head, wishing she didn't think those things each time but she did, she couldn't help it. "I…I'm sorry, sir….for having to bring this up again. We'll do our best, work with what we've got and catch this man. I'm sorry." She stood with Hotch than, both of them knowing it was time to go.

J.J. kept her eyes down as she kept trying to beat away the thoughts that threatened to enter her mind. She absentmindedly got in the car and buckled up, Hotch already in beside her, starting the car.

"It's not them."

She looked up at Hotch and saw him watching her. "I…I know, I just can't help thinking…"

"Then don't think, just do. For now."

She nodded, running the images out of her mind for now. But, since they were going to meet another couple, she knew they wouldn't stay out of her mind for long.

A few minutes later, Morgan and Reid's room in a motel.

"Hotch and J.J. just called." Morgan called to Reid, who was in the kitchen as he sat on the couch in the living room.

"What'd they say?" Reid asked, walking in with a cup of coffee and sitting in an armchair. "Where the families similar to Alice's?"

"Kinda. Rossi had called and told them what they had found out. So, all together; the two girls, Shyanne and Gorgia, they did drink and smoke. Well, Gorgia smoked, Shyanne drank. And the families did fight, but it wasn't constantly, like Alice. They only fought some time before they were kidnapped. The families so far blame themselves."

Reid nodded. "Has Garcia called you back yet?"

"Yeah, but she hasn't pinpointed anything helpful. She says she's narrowed it down to twenty-two men in this area who have that kind of model. She's checking through them all, seeing if any of them have any violent history. So far, she's only found two men that seem the right age, but they're almost as skinny as you and just still."

Reid glared at him about the skinny comment, but just continued to sip his coffee.

"She says she'll be done by six o'clock, but she seems to only be running by old men. She says she' half way there."

Reid nodded again, looking at what time. It was six till six.

"When did she begin?"

"Well, I called her when we were still at your friend's house. And once we were almost here, she called back and said she had narrowed it down to the people in this area and that's when I told her to check them and that was…." He looked at the time "About four minutes ago, at five fifty."

"Ah." Reid said, knowing she was fast but still amazed. "What did she say before she hung up?" Reid had the tiniest of smiles. He wasn't so happy right now still.

"Well, for the second time, she told me to feel her speed."

It surprised me. The man had come back before he said he was. He'd only been gone for almost an hour when I heard the truck again. But what really surprised and even worried me was the the fact that he was yelling at someone one, saying no one was coming and I heard a girl screaming for him to let her go.

No…He'd taken another girl?!

Soon, he came in with the girl and threw her down a few feet away from me. I looked down at her as she tried to used her elbows and arms and knees and legs…and, as I watched her brown/green hair fray all around, wondered who it was.

She rolled over, unable to move forward anymore and the man had left…I guess he'd be back later…

…But then my stomach jumped with fear but not for myself.

It was Sara. He'd taken Sara

Tears were streaking down her face, she was crying and fidgeting a bit. She kept her eyes closed, scared and shaking.

"S-Sara…?" I said hoarsely. I hated how weak my voice sounded.

She froze and then rolled onto her knees, looking to me in shock. She still had tape on her mouth, taped on all around her head, even on her hair. I guess so it would hurt.

I got up, hurting. I walked up to her, kneeled down and tried to take the tape off without hurting her (I had gotten the tape of my feet earlier), but she cringed when it pulled her hair. Once I finally got off, she burst out.

"Ms. Helms!" she said and fell into my chest. "Oh, my god, what's going on?! Please, what's going on? I'm so scared!!"

I put my arms around her, one around her waist and the other on her hair, smoothing it soothingly and I "Sssshed" her. I rocked her back and forth and worried if I was holding her too tight, but I couldn't help it…she was so young, almost alone and now this. Damn it, what's with this guy?!

"What's going on?!" she ordered now, scared and angry, but mostly scared.

"It's going to be ok, Sara, don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you…"

"What?!"

"Sara, have you been watching TV? And when did you die your hair?" I said as a strand fell in front of my face and reminded me that she only had brown hair the other day.

"I…." she swallowed. "I thought you'd forgotten…" she looked down. "I thought you were, in the end, just like everyone else. You just didn't care… And…I met up…with this guy. He said I should die my hair. That I'd looked prettier and I didn't think it would be that bad…"

Alice almost wanted to get mad at her, yell at her, for not knowing about the killer…but she didn't figure out until the day before she was taken. So she kept her mouth shut. She wasn't sure what to say now. She didn't want to tell her he was a killer, but should she lie?

"Alice, what's going on?" she asked in a small voice. "What going to happen?"

I decided then that I wouldn't give her all the details. "Nothing you need to worry about, because nothing's going to happen to you. You just stay out of the way. When that man comes back, find somewhere he can't get to you and I'll try and keep his focus on me. You don't need to worry." I said quickly when she looked even more scared and began to breath fast. I brushed her hair out of her face. "I'm here, don't worry Sara. I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

I would die before I let this man hurt her.

[ok, for starters, sorry if this was short, but i wanted to get a new one up soon. And um, I just wanted to say to the readers, I may need your help/opinion soon. One of y'all at least. So far, I got most of everything planned out for my story, everything how I want it. But the ending it sketchy. I don't need ehlp right now, 'cause I'm gonna try and think it over myself, but if I can't choose, I will ask for just your opinion. Or one of y'alls opinions. Anyone that, near the end, wouldn't mind spoilers. Not right now, just later. Anyways, hoped you enjoyed, CRIMINAL MINDS RULES!!!]