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Chapter 7 –

Emily smiled as she cleared her throat, waiting until Zoe brought her head up and their eyes met.

"So do you want me to take you home?"

"I guess so."

Zoe shrugged her shoulders as she pushed her chair backwards and stood up.

"It may help to talk to your parents."

Emily stood up and walked around the table, standing beside Zoe as she felt the teenager tense up.

"You don't know my parent's, I can't imagine what they'll do if I can't get this sorted."

"You shouldn't go through this alone Zoe, you need to talk to someone, have someone there to hold your hand, trust me."

Emily sighed as she put her hand on Zoe's shoulder, opening the door she showed the teenager out and they walked silently out of the precinct and down to car park.

He sat in the driver's seat, parked in a McDonald's car park with his burger and fries sitting on the passenger seat, the file open balanced on the steering wheel, he looked like anybody else taking a working lunch. Although unbeknown to everyone else he had a file that had been copied and given to him by someone who thought they were protecting the girls. He reached across and picked up a handful of fries as he digested the information. She had been decisive in who was going to be next and that after the tragedy of the last one they needed to replace her quickly but he also knew that he couldn't act too quickly and risk alerting the authorities to their mission. He needed to be careful, to do his research, know her vulnerabilities and in front of him he had the vital tool. A smile curled around his lips as he continued to read, he couldn't believe that the girls told their innermost feelings to these adults, they were supposed to guide and help children, instead they were being lead straight to them. He closed the file triumphantly, the woman had even noted the address and time of the appointment she had made for the girl, annotating it with the fact that the teenager would be going on her own.

JJ walked into the small conference room just as Morgan slammed his hands onto the table, she closed the door and raised an eyebrow as Morgan looked at her.

"He's not our guy, just your everyday scumbag trying to scare the life out of these insecure women."

"That goes with what Zoe said, Emily is now taking her home, but she did also say something that gave me an idea."

"Go on JJ."

Hotch looked at JJ, he trusted her judgement and seeing as they were no further forward anything would be helpful.

"I asked Zoe who she had spoken to about her pregnancy and her plans for getting an abortion. She was exactly like our victims in that her parents knew nothing about her situation, but she did speak to a counsellor at her school that helped her make the appointment at the clinic."

JJ looked at the four men in the room with her, Hotch nodded as Morgan quickly got out his cell but it was Rossi who broke the silence.

"Guidance counsellors? Certainly an aspect that we didn't give any thought, do you think that this is how they are choosing their victims?"

"I'm not the profiler here Dave but you tell a counsellor all your secrets, how you hate your parents, anything and everything. The girls are insecure enough given their predicament, a counsellor is meant to be someone that they can trust."

"Good thinking JJ, Morgan ask Garcia to narrow down the possibilities. Reid and Rossi, how are you coming along with the profile?"

The team quickly busied themselves as JJ sat down and got out her Blackberry that had been vibrating loudly in her pocket. She quickly scanned the messages from various journalists, her mind busy with thoughts of how Emily was coping with not only the case but being alone with Zoe.

Emily stopped the car away from the house, she didn't want to attract any extra attention to Zoe than she had to. The journey had been in silence, Zoe had sat staring out of the window, turning purposefully away from Emily and Emily had found herself at a loss of what to say but now she knew that she couldn't just let Zoe walk away. Emily reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a business card, holding it out towards Zoe as she spoke.

"Here, please if you need any help, or you just need to talk to someone."

Zoe slowly turned her head and smiled as she took the card.

"Thanks, I guess I'll need to make another appointment."

Emily closed her eyes and made a decision to be frank with the teenager.

"Just make sure that it is what you want Zoe, don't do it just because you are scared of what your parent's may think, there are plenty of other people around to support you."

"It sounds like you know."

"You're very perceptive Zoe, yes I was you. Are you going to be ok?"

Zoe nodded her head as she pocketed the card into her jeans.

"Thanks for looking out for me today, I was nervous enough with that creep approaching me."

"That's ok, just be careful and make sure that you don't go to the clinic alone, if needs be call me and I'll come along with you."

Zoe smiled as she opened the door and climbed out of the SUV, waving her hand briefly before she turned and walked towards her home. Emily started the engine and prepared to drive back when her cell began to ring, she looked at the display and quickly answered it when she saw that it was JJ who was calling her.

"Emily are you alone?"

"Yes JJ I just dropped Zoe off."

"We need you back here, we've got something."

He laughed as he shut the trunk of the vehicle, it was just too easy. This was the part that he enjoyed, the thrill of it, his heart pumped hard and fast as the adrenalin raced around his body. They were so preoccupied in their own thoughts that they never saw him coming, that was until it was too late. He hadn't been too rough, he had done that once before and her anger had been phenomenal when she saw the bruises on the girl, beating him hard so that his wounds were twice as bad. These were the precious ones, not just one life but two and it was the small unborn one that they were cultivating. He drove away slowly, not wanting to attract any attention as he closed the file that still lay on the passenger seat, it was mission accomplished.