A/N: So here's the next chapter guys! Before you read it, I just want to tell you guys that if words are spelt weird, it's because I'm Australian and we spell things differently. I think some of you may have picked up from the last chapter what's gonna happen, so on with the story!

When JJ and Reid arrived back at the station, the rest of the team was there waiting for them having been called by Garcia. "Garcia said that you guys found something," Hotch said as the two entered.

Reid nodded. "Shaila was taken during her daily routine, same as the other three victims, meaning this UnSub had been stalking his victims for some time."

"So he targeted this victims specifically," Prentiss surmised.

"There's more," Reid continued. "The mother was sent to jail after Shaila called the police on her for trying to beat her. They never saw her again."

"Shaila called the police herself?" said Morgan. Reid nodded again. "Did you tell Garcia?"

"She's already looking into it," JJ replied. "Looking into the relationships between the victims and their mothers, whether they were abused by them, things like that."

"Look, I realise that this does most likely have something to do with the case, but if the victims were being beaten by their mothers, wouldn't they be killing the mothers instead of the children?" said Morgan.

"That is possible," Prentiss admitted, "but this can't be a coincidence." She looked across at JJ. "Oh, by the way, Garcia said she needed you to call her, said she had the answer to something you asked her."

Reid looked confused. "When did you call Garcia?" he asked.

"Earlier today," JJ said. "It's nothing to do with the case, just a little personal thing. Excuse me." JJ pulled out her phone and moved away from the others. Reid was completely clueless. He had no idea why JJ would have called Garcia.

"You have something for me?" JJ asked when Garcia answered.

"Of course I do, my beautiful blonde ball of sunshine," Garcia replied. "What you need is some sort of stimulus; something to jog your memory."

"Like?"

"You need to go back to that bar, and sit at that same table in the same seat. Get the same drink, put it in front of you and close your eyes. Hopefully the familiarity of the situation will help you remember."

"Thanks, Garcia," JJ said. "I know this was such a stupid thing."

"Hey, anything you need to know, I am here," said Garcia. "And you can't lose Reid."

"Thanks again," said JJ as she hung up.

"You do know the amount of radiation you can get from those things, right?" Reid said, coming up behind JJ.

"Reid!" JJ gasped, turning around. "How long have you been standing there?"

"Not long," he replied. "I didn't hear anything, if that's what you're worried about."

JJ gave a small smile "Is something wrong?" she asked.

"Hotch just said we could go home for the day," said Reid. "Did you want a ride?"

JJ shook her head. "No. There's something I've gotta do."

As JJ walked away from Reid, he stared after her. He was confused, which was something that didn't happen very often. Did this have something to do with what she had called Garcia about?

Reid walked over to his Bureau-issued SUV. He was about to climb into the driver's seat when a fluttering caught his eye, and he saw a piece of paper tucked behind the wiper. He pulled it out and unfolded it.

It's not just the girls. Everyone's in danger.

Reid looked around frantically, and luckily saw Hotch walking across the parking lot towards his SUV. "Hotch!" he called out.

The urgency in Reid's voice made Hotch run right over to him. "What is it?" Reid handed the note to him. "Where did you find this?"

"Tucked behind the wiper on my car," Reid replied.

"Do you think it was meant for you specifically?" Hotch asked.

"I don't know…" said Reid. "I drive an FBI-issued SUV. It could have just been for us in general, and he just chose my car to leave it on."

"And you think it's our UnSub?"

Reid nodded. He remembered JJ's press conference earlier in the day, before Shaila Cain's body had been found. JJ had said that the UnSub targeted women and girls of all ages. "Look at how hard the UnSub has pressed down, how rushed his writing is. He's angry. It's definitely him."

"We should look into this further," said Hotch, but Reid noticed how his eyes strayed over to his SUV.

"Go home to Jack and Haley," Reid said, taking the note back from Hotch. "I'll analyse the handwriting before I leave."

Hotch smiled gratefully before handing the note to Reid and muttering a quick thank you. As Hotch headed back towards his car, Reid headed back into the precinct.

JJ sat in the bar, her glass of scotch sitting in front of her, feeling extremely foolish. She was sitting at the exact same table she'd been at with Spencer, in the exact same seat, with the exact same drink. And none of it was helping.

JJ let out a breath she hadn't realised she was holding, and stared down at her drink. How could this possibly help her? How could this possibly help her remember what she'd said to Reid?

JJ then remembered something else Garcia had said to her. She needed to close her eyes, and imagine that Spencer was actually sitting in front of her like he had been the last time. She remembered that Spencer had told her that she'd said he was good looking, and as she closed her eyes, she mouthed those words again, trying, willing herself to remember.

A flash of something… she remembered saying that Spencer could be mistaken as a normal guy when he had a few drinks in him, which had made him laugh and take her drink out of her hand. She had then told him that he wasn't half-bad looking, to which he had replied that she wasn't seeing straight. Then there was something else… she'd told him that she was seeing straight for the first time in her life, because she realised he was insanely gorgeous.

Despite how JJ remembered this had sent Spencer into shock, she knew that it hadn't been all she'd said. She remembered saying something else, something that rendered him completely speechless (which didn't happen very often for him). But try as she might, she couldn't remember what it was.

JJ sighed and got up from her chair. Making a mental note to talk to Spencer about this the next time she saw him, she put her money down on the table and left the bar.

Reid, meanwhile, had finally left for home after analysing the UnSub's handwriting. He now knew for certain that the UnSub had a lot of pent-up anger and aggression, and not just because they had announced that he only targeted women. His anger was directed towards his victims, something that they had done. Maybe they represented someone to him?

Reid pulled up into the carport of his apartment building and switched off his SUV. For some reason, Reid felt like he was being watched. He looked around the carport while still sitting in the driver's seat, but he saw no one. He opened the door and climbed out of the car, a reassuring hand resting on the handle of his gun.

As Reid walked towards the staircase, he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He felt stupid for being scared, but still slipped his gun out of its holster. He crept forward, and placed a hand on the door to the stairwell.

A horrible, ear-splitting pain filled Reid's head and he fell to the ground, his gun slipping from his grasp. Reid rolled over, wincing in agony. He reached for his gun again, but a boot stepped down hard on his fingers and he withdrew his hand. Another man reached down for the gun and pointed it at Reid, who looked up at him. He saw the anger and sheer loathing on his face, and knew instantly who the man was.

"You don't have to do this," Reid whispered, trying to keep the fear and panic out of his voice.

"Yes, I do," the man said. "Give me your badge! And your cell phone!"

Reid pulled his badge and phone out of his pocket and handed them to the man, who tossed them on the ground beside the doorway. "So your team cannot track you, but they know that I have you. That I don't only attack women."

"You don't have to do this," Reid repeated.

"Yes I do!" the man repeated. "You deserve to be punished!"

It could've just been the knock over the head, but Reid felt very confused. "Punished for what?"

The UnSub became extremely angry, and Reid knew instantly he'd said the wrong thing. "That is it!" The UnSub moved forward, and beat Reid over the head with his own gun until he fell unconscious. He wasn't awake to see the UnSub loading him into a beat-up white Lexus and drive away.

A/N: OMG, what's gonna happen to Reid? And before you ask, of course JJ's gonna remember eventually, otherwise I wouldn't have much of a story, would I? It's just when she remembers that will make things interesting! As always, please review, they mean the world to me!