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Chapter 3

"Hotch needs us to look into the address they were sent to, see what it used to be. Reid thinks it is or was his centre." JJ said as she walked up behind Garcia. Noting the flashing red box in the bottom right of one of the monitors her curiosity got the better of her.

"Garcia..." she said, causing her friend to turn around at the prompting. "What does that mean?"

"It-" she stuttered, "It means my babies found something on our beloved Prentiss that isn't in any of the usual databases. It means that it's high security information." She said her voice tight with worry. "I didn't get a chance to cancel all of my searches yet."

"What do we do?" JJ asked, she was curious but it was her friend's private life and who was she to pry?

"I- I don't know Jayje." Garcia said, obviously uncomfortable. "She's been awful distracted lately and we've all been worried about her..." Garcia let the rest of the sentence hang in the air between them: maybe it wouldn't hurt to look, just in case.Before they could deliberate any further the bleeping started again and another red box popped up.

"I didn't know Emily worked for Interpol, did you?" Garcia asked. Her curiosity level rose when the code that streamed across the box alerted her to the database in which the information was found.

"No." JJ said softly wondering why she didn't considering she had read every team members' file.

"What do we do?" Garcia asked again as her emotions battled it out in her mind; to look or not to look, to invade her friend's privacy or to find out what was going on with her past so they could help?

"I don't –" JJ began before breaking off with a shake of her head. "We leave it just now; we need to find out about this house. If we can help them find out where Emily is now then it won't matter and we can try and find out what's going on with her lately when she comes home."

"Good call, Jayje, I really have missed you and your Jareau-logic." Garcia said with a light smile as she shut the remaining searches on Emily down.

"What've you got on that house then, PG?" JJ asked as she re-entered the room with two steaming cups of coffee.

"Ah coffee for secrets, I like your trade-offs." Garcia teased before taking a sip of the proffered liquid; it was definitely needed just now.

"I know how to ply a goddess to get what I need." JJ teased back loving the familiar back and forth.

Garcia's laptop made what JJ could only describe as a tinkling sound and her red headed friend abandoned the coffee for the monitor.

"No wonder my search took longer. There's loads on this place, and most of it good, but not all of it." Garcia said with a wince at some of the news stories.

"What is it?"

"It used to be a children's home. It had an almost perfect record minus a few troublesome kids all the way up until 2001 when it was shut down unexpectedly after a 13 year old girl, Harriet Lowe, died in suspicious circumstances. She was found in the woods not far from the house by her friend Gary Fraser, 12, who also lived at the home. She was thought to be strangled but the actual cause of death was found to be drowning, that was never released to the press. The boy who found her was convicted of her murder after a whole load of circumstantial evidence was found and they had no other suspects." Garcia rattled off the details quickly. "He was sent to Juvie and was released in 2007 when he was 18 after no retrial was carried out due to such circumstantial evidence, the fact that he forever pled his innocence and that she didn't have any family to fight for her." Garcia ended sadly, thinking: the poor girl.

"That would make this year the ten year anniversary of her death." JJ mused aloud. "He'd be 22 now."

"Seriously, honey, are you channelling Reid today or something?" Garcia asked with a smirk.

"What did she look like, the girl who was killed?" JJ asked, completely oblivious to Garcia's teasing at that moment as the familiar rush of adrenaline kicked in - they could have found their UNSUB.

"She was relatively tall and she had dark hair and strong features." Garcia said, while searching for other pictures of the girl that could give her a better description. "Here, take a look; she's almost the spitting image of the others."

JJ was already on the phone the second her eyes hit the screen.

"We think we've got our guy." JJ said, jumping straight to the point. "Gary Fraser, 22, used to live at the house you've just come from. He was convicted of killing another child who lived at the house; she's almost the spitting image of our victims, Hotch."

"That doesn't help Emily right now; we need to find out where he is." He almost barked down the phone at her.

She understood his frustration, they knew who he was now, sure, but they didn't know where to find him and they all knew that they were running on borrowed time, Emily was running on borrowed time.

"Yes, sir, we'll call you when we have something."

"Good work, though, JJ." She heard tersely before the call was disconnected.

"Can you find out where her body was found, PG?" JJ asked suddenly, looking up from the piles of files with a familiar glint in her eye as she worked on instinct.

"Of course I can, Peaches, and without even breaking a sweat." She said as her fingers flew over the keyboard and within a few minutes she was rattling it off and showing JJ the map on her screen.

JJ added another yellow pin to the board, this time in the position of the little girl's body was found.

"It's almost in the centre of this circle, almost." JJ mused, scanning the wooded area surrounding it on the map for anything that could be his centre. "He's killing all around the outskirts of his comfort zone, but this one, this one is right there; almost in the middle. It's the most important because it's how we know who he is, but we need to find him. He has to be living around this area somewhere; it's not too far from where he grew up or where the little girl was found, we just can't see it."

"You're beginning to sound a bit like Reid, Jayje." Garcia teases with a smile, pleased to have JJ back with them; it's almost like normal...if Emily wasn't kidnapped.

"We just can't see it!" She exclaimed, Garcia's words not registering in her mind as she spoke again: "Garcie, can you pull up old satellite images of this area?"

"It's not a question of can; it's a question of time." She replied, beginning her search the second the request left JJ's mouth. "And...here we go."

Looking at the picture on the board and comparing it to the one Garcia just located JJ's eyes were flicking between the two quickly, trying to spot something, anything.

And then she did.

"There." She said softly, pressing her finger to the screen, "there's a building of some sort in this picture but it's blocked almost entirely by the canopy of trees, and it's not in the new satellite images because the trees completely cover it."

"It's almost exactly on the centre and not too far from the Children's Home." Garcia says with pride in her voice at JJ's quick thinking.

JJ grabbed her cell phone from her belt and hit speed dial: "Hotch, we have a possible location."

He quickly pressed the speaker button and as the address and GPS location of their next lead sounded in the otherwise silent car Morgan spun the car back around and headed back in the direction they came.

If they were right they'd hopefully be there in time to save Emily.