I have recently fallen in love with Criminal Minds, and me being me, I must make a fanfiction. And also with me being me, I have to put me in it, cause me-I, whatever, but I didn't wanna break the 'me' streak-is awesome like that. And also crazy. Crazy like that. BTW, Reid is AWESOME! He's cute AND he likes Doctor Who, Star Trek and Star Wars. What could be better? Nothing. That's what. Nothing. :)

Hotch set a report down on the table in the conference room, where his team was seated. Morgan was looking over the file, Garcia was talking to JJ, Rossi was looking at Hotch, waiting for him to start, and Reid, who had finished reading the report about two seconds after it had been given to him, was drinking his sugar-loaded coffee.

"Alright, we've got an interesting case. The Unsub targets young females, anywhere from 8-14 years of age. All the females are in a suburb close to Dallas Texas, a city called Allen. None have been found dead, just kidnapped-but I fear that they may soon be found in ditches. That's all that's similar, all the victims have different hair, height, weight, eye color, relationships, and schools." Hotch explained. Reid put down his coffee. "What is it, Reid?" Hotch asked.

Reid looked back down at the file in front of him.

"Do we have any record of after-school activities?" The young genius asked. Hotch shook his head.

"I can look that up!" Garcia said. Reid smiled at her.

"Thanks, Garcia. What are the victims names?"

"We have four of them- Amanda Jacks, Trystan Raine, Emily Perkins and Janey Lipkin. Amanda is 12, Trystan is 13, close to 14, Emily is 10, and Janey is 8."

"So all the ages are even numbers from 8-14?" Morgan asked, leaning towards the table as he spoke. Again, Hotch nodded.

"Alright, let's get to it!" JJ said. The team all nodded and went to their desks to work.

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"Hey, chocolate God, I have something!" Garcia's face popped up on Morgan's screen, and Morgan looked at her.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"All the girls went to the same dance studio. It's called The Dance Movement. It's locally run, and I can see if we have any matches for the Unsubs next target. If so, we can prevent her kidnapping," Garcia explained. Morgan nodded.

"Do it, baby girl." Morgan then returned to his work. Reid looked up.

"Wait, Garcia," He said just as Garcia was about to turn off the video chat. Garcia looked bak up, and motioned for Morgan to turn his monitor. He did so, so now the other two could talk

"Yeah, kiddo?" She responded.

"I've just looked up the studio's website, are any of the girls in the dance groups that they have?" He asked.

"Hold on let me check..." Garcia's face turned away for a moment, then popped back up. "Yep! All four of them are in the... Senior Hip-Hop crew. Okay, that's actually a big help-most of these girls look over 14, and considering there are only fourteen girls in the crew, I can narrow down the search..." Garcia was silent for a while, and Reid turned back to his file.

"Got it!" Reid jumped. "Woah, sorry, but I think I found our Unsub's next target!" She exclaimed excitedly. The team looked over.

"Who?" JJ asked, anxious. Maybe they could catch this Unsub before anyone got hurt!

"A girl named Ainsley Stater. I'm sending you a picture now." Garcia said, then her face disappeared of off Morgan's monitor, and the agent pulled his screen back to face him. An e-mail notification popped up, and he clicked on it.

All the e-mail was was a picture of a young girl, quite tall, with shoulder length curly light brown hair with blonde ends, obviously dyed, hazel eyes, and a torn right earlobe.

"Alright, let's go find this Ainsley. Everyone, pack up. Texas isn't a short trip." Hotch said as he entered the bullpen. The BAU nodded.

They were going to protect this girl no matter what.