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Chapter Two

Chapter 2- 2 days earlier- 8:03 a.m.

Rossi looked around at the team who after only a few short hours of sleep were at it again. Reid was clutching his coffee like it was a lifeline sipping at it as he worked victimology. JJ and Hotch were getting ready to head out and talk to one of the victims' families yet again. JJ stifled a yawn as she pulled her coat on, and then made her way out the door behind Hotch. Morgan sat tapping his fingers on the desk as he looked through a file as an annoyed Prentiss glared at him from across the table. Morgan seemingly focused on his reading didn't notice until Prentiss finally said, "Morgan I swear to God". He looked up at her and noticed her gaze was fixed on his hand, he mumbled a quick apology before getting back to work. Within two minutes his hand was again drumming on the table and he was now receiving exacerbated looks from both Prentiss and Reid. Rossi chuckled to himself; it was going to be a long day.

10:01 a.m.

"Tina hurry up, we are never going to make it there at this pace," Mike whined irritated at their slow progress. He was walking faster backwards then she was forwards. They had been working there way up the hill for two and a half hours already and were still a couple miles from where they wished to camp. Sweat was trickling down his face and back as the hot sun beat down on him. He was in a hurry to get there so he could dive into the refreshing pond next to their campsite.

"There are so many bugs… Eww," Tina said as she slapped at yet another mosquito on her arm and one buzzed by her ear. Mike rolled his eyes about to start walking forwards again when he tripped, nearly hitting his head off a rock. About to curse whatever it was he had tripped over he found himself covering his ears instead as Tina let out a loud scream. What he thought was a stump or a log he now realized was a young brunette cold to the touch, staring at him with dead eyes and wearing a yellow sundress.

12:48 p.m.

Prentiss rolled down her window to breathe in the fresh air. She wasn't sure what had Rossi agitated enough to light up a cigar, but the smoke was irritating her nostrils. She thought about complaining but realized if he was agitated enough to break out the cigars then complaining really wasn't going to help her situation. They were currently making their way down a winding road towards a dumpsite that had been discovered by two teenagers earlier in the day. She grabbed the handle when they hit a pothole almost sending her flying from her seat. She glared at Rossi who just shrugged his shoulders and continued to drive along nonchalantly, that disgusting cigar hanging from his mouth.

1:26 p.m.

Morgan closed his phone and made his way back over to the table where the rest of the team was sitting. "That was Prentiss, she says that the body doesn't appear to be Jesse Taylor but they are going to use dental records to confirm."

"Morgan, call Garcia and see if there are any missing persons who match the description from the last three weeks and have her send us the info," Hotch said and Morgan nodded before again opening his phone.

1:29 p.m.- Quantico, Virginia

Garcia was busy at work lining up all her trolls according to hair colour when the phone rang. She smiled; it had been awhile since she had heard from her fine furry friends down in Mississippi. She was even more delighted when it was Morgan's voice that sounded from the other end of the line. She listened intently to Morgan's instructions before getting to work; her trolls would have to wait.

4:49 p.m. Quantico, Virginia

The room was silent besides the sound of fingers moving swiftly across the keyboard with practiced ease. Garcia had found a list of missing persons in the Vicksburg area. Within the last three weeks three people had been reported missing. One was an 18 year old boy who had gone missing two weeks ago after a party on the weekend, this obviously wasn't who her team was searching for. The second was a 26 year old blonde who hadn't come home from work 6 nights ago. The husband stated that she had probably run off with another man as this was not uncommon for her. The third was a 33 year old brunette who had gone missing only two days ago, the same night as Jesse. It hadn't been reported until earlier this morning as the husband had been out of town on a business trip and thought nothing of it when she didn't return his calls, apparently a common routine for the couple. Knowing this was the information her team was looking for she speed dialed her favourite chocolate God to relay the information.

5:13 p.m. Vicksburg, Mississippi

"Brunette, 33 years old by the name of Casey Michaels. She is the main surgeon at the local hospital and has been missing for two days. Garcia compared the pictures and believes it is her but is waiting for the dental records to confirm," Morgan relayed to the team.

"Wait if she went missing two days ago that means the unsub was holding two people at the same time," Reid stated.

"Which means he is evolving and that we can't be sure Jesse is still alive," Prentiss pointed out.

"Reid, add the dump site to the geographical profile. Rossi and Prentiss head over to the Michaels home and talk with the husband. JJ set up a press conference for tomorrow morning so we can alert the public and Morgan run through the victims file to see if she has anything else in common with the other victims." The team nodded and began their assignment. Just as they were about to head out the door they were stopped by Hotch's voice, "and guys, hurry." They all nodded and carried on.

6:14p.m.

Hotch rubbed his hands over his tired face as Sheriff Collins asked for the third time in the last hour if they had made any progress. They had a pretty good profile put together that they planned on delivering in a few minutes, but that didn't seem to be enough for the Sheriff. They had only been here a little less than 48 hours and yet it felt like they had been here for days. Hotch already knew that it was going to be one of those cases.

6:32 p.m.

Rossi narrowed his eyes at Prentiss as she snapped her gum for the millionth time since they had left station. Either she didn't notice his death glare or she was ignoring him because as he slowed for the red light she did it yet again. Overly irritated now the second the light turned green he slammed his foot on the gas, taking the left turn much quicker than necessary. Nearly smashing her head on the dash board Prentiss turned to him and yelled, "What the hell was that Rossi? Are you trying to kill us before we even make it to the family's house?" Rossi ignored her and continued to accelerate to an unreasonably fast pace. One side of his mouth quirked up when he noticed her grabbing the handle too concentrated on his maniac driving to smack her gum. That will show her he thought.

8:29 p.m.

Two hours later the team stood in front of all the deputies and the sheriff as they prepared to deliver the profile. Once the room had quieted Hotch started to speak, "We believe we are looking for a white male between the ages of 25 and 40. He is a sadist as he gets off on his victims pain." He broke off just as Prentiss began,

"He likely was married to, or close to someone in a high power position who left him. He is now kidnapping these girls as a means to get back at all women."

Morgan continued, "The yellow dress probably has a significant meaning to him. He is dressing the girls in them as an attempt to relive some sort of memory or fantasy. "

"He has probably lived in the area most of his life, and goes by unnoticed by others. He seems like a nice guy and is probably relatively handsome," Reid added.

"He is looking for brunette women between the ages of 28 and 35 who hold high position careers. All women who fit this criteria should be extremely cautious as they carry out their routines," JJ finished.

8:34 p.m.

Dark, cool eyes set off his perfect facial features. Stubble grazed his cheekbones, a small smile played on his lips, he was extremely handsome. By now she had these features memorized as she concentrated on his face, trying to block out this nightmare. Her hands were tied high above her head, her feet hanging an inch above the ground. Her arms burned in protest as the ropes dug further into her wrists. Jesse cried out in pain yet again as he whipped her bare skin for the umpteenth time in the last few minutes. Over and over again the harsh leather strap bit into her skin, causing blood to ooze from her back, the coppery scent filling the air. After what seemed like ions he finally stopped, silence filling the room. Jesse couldn't help the sigh of relief that escaped her lips as the stinging began to die down slightly. That sigh was quickly replaced with fear when from somewhere behind his back he pulled a knife, its sharp blade glowing in the dim light. HoHotosfgjldksfdfkjsakfjdsf

A/N: I am going to use one chapter to cover each day leading up to present time. The last day will occur over about three chapters I believe. Hope you are enjoying the story so far. Please review!