"We have a case guys." Agent Aaron Hotchner shouted across the behavioral analysis unit. "It's a bad one."

The team all rushed towards the briefing room, not noticing that someone was missing. It was 9am, nearly 10 hours since the kidnapping.

They all took their seats and waited.

"Where's Prentiss?" Hotch asked, looking confused. "She's never late."

The team all looked worried as Hotch dialled Emily's number.

"Straight to voicemail."

Derek Morgan got up and went out of the room, they all knew he was asking Garcia to check Emily's last known phone location. A couple of minutes passed before her came back into the room looking flustered.

"Garcia's not in her office." Derek said.

"What?" Hotch said with a worried look on his face.

"Voicemail." Derek said, putting his phone back in his pocket. "They went out for a meal last night, at TJ's."

"Guys, we have a situation. Prentiss and Garcia wouldn't not turn up for work. We need to investigate this on the sideline. JJ present the case to the rest and i'll go and make some enquires." Hotch left the room and JJ stood up to present the case. She handed out the case files and used the remote to switch on the screen.

"This is Kia Marshall. She's 13 and she went missing 2 months ago from her latest foster home. She's somewhat of a run away but her foster home figured there was something wrong when she didn't turn back up." JJ told the team, a picture of the young girl lit up on the screen. David Rossi, Derek and Spencer Reid all listened with open ears, but the clear sign of worry was evident on their faces.

"They waited 2 months, before reporting her missing?" Derek asked.

"No. Virginia P.D didn't link her to the case until now. They found CCTV footage of Kia getting into a black SUV."

JJ flicked the remote and a new slide came on showing 6 girls.

"This is Kelly Martin, Francesca Bride, Jade Mcpartlin, Harriet Blue, Kylie Anderson and Ally Hall. Ages ranging between 15 and 22. They have all been found dead in the past 3 months."

"No clear type. They're all different ages, race." Reid said, tapping his pen on the table. "It makes no sense."

"They were all killed in the same way, strangulation. They all show clear signs of torture and sexual assault. It also seems like they were kept underground." JJ told the team, all there faces showing signs that their brains were hard at work.

Hotch came back into the room at that moment, his face displaying signs of anxiety.

"I think Garcia and Prentiss have been abducted." Hotch said, his face stone cold. "I tracked their last known cell activity, they were last seen getting into a black SUV outside T.J'S. It was marked as a taxi."

"Wait. These victims were also last seen getting into a black SUV, marked as a taxi." JJ said, her eyes wide with concern.

"Surely, it can't be the same unsub! What would he want with 2 FBI agents when he's gone after young woman before?" Reid exclaimed.

The team all looked at each other, trying to figure out this confusing mess.

"Suicide mission? His end game?" Rossi piped up.

"Maybe. Right now we need to get as much information about this as we can. Reid, Rossi, you guys go and interview witnesses from the dead girls. JJ and Morgan, go to T.J'S and see if anyone saw the girls last night. I'll ring Kevin and update him, we're going to need a technical analyst."

Kia rolled over on the hard gravel, her back felt like it had a hundred blisters on it. She tried to will herself to a happy place but it wasn't working, she knew where she was and it didn't look like it was going to change anytime soon. She sat up and looked around the cellar, it was only a little lighter here in the daytime, sunlight bled through the cracks in the trapdoor. She saw that the new girls were up chatting, they didn't look like they'd had much sleep.

"Hey." Garcia said, she looked a little more chirpy this morning.

Kia smiled wearily at them both. She desperately wanted to run over to them, hug them and have them tell her everything would be okay. But she knew that was stupid, they didn't care about her, they were just trying to stay alive. Kia turned round and faced the wall. She didn't even want to look at them, she'd be the one dead next. She just had to wait. She felt someone behind her before she looked around, sure enough she turned and Emily had come to sit next to her. Garcia looked like she had lay down to take a nap, she guessed it must be easier for her to sleep when there's a little sunlight.

"Hey." Emily said, warily. "Can we talk?"

Kia shrugged her shoulders. "I guess."

"Why are you lying about your age?"

"I'm not!"

"Sure you are. I'm a FBI agent, I study behaviour for a living, nothing gets past me."

Kia looked shocked but knew she'd been caught out.

"You're from the FBI?"

"Yeah, Garcia works with me as well. Our team will be looking for us. Now how old are you really?"

"13."

"Oh sweetie. I bet you miss your parents."

"No. I'm in foster care. My parents are drug addicts. They don't give a toss about me."

Emily scooted up to lean against the wall.

"I'm sure someone must care about you." Emily refused to believe no one cared about this child, she saw evil everyday and thousands of children in foster care but she wanted to believe that if Kia survived this, they'd be someone waiting for her on the other side.

"No. So if I die down here, I don't care. There's nothing up there for me."

Kia refused to cry, there was no use in crying. But tears welled up in her eyes, no one had payed attention to her like this in forever.

"Don't talk like that Kia. We're gonna get out, my team will find us." Emily looked at the young girl and saw straight through her tough act. She could see there was a little girl crying to get out.

"You don't know me. You don't know what I've been through. Please leave me alone." Kia cried, tears escaping from her eyes. Her young face showed pain and anger. Emily got up and walked back over to Garcia. All she wanted to do was pull the young girl into a hug and tell her everything would be okay, but she did as she asked and left her alone. Kia lay down and turned to the wall, she wouldn't let them in, she refused. They would just be the same as the others, let her down and hurt her. She was better off on her own.