Once back at St. Louis PD headquarters the team settled in rather nicely. Garcia found a conference room and set up her technological domain, Reid, Rossi, Hotch, Morgan and Prentiss set up their things in another conference room. JJ was escorted, by Detective Russ, to a desk where she had access to a phone. JJ watched as Emily put up the crime scene photos on the corkboard. The brunette studied each one carefully but she occasionally glanced up in Detective Asshole's direction, just to make sure he stayed far away from JJ. Once she was done with the photos she looked at JJ and a sly smile crept up on her face. She walked over to a random officer and asked where the restroom was. He pointed down the hall and to the left. She tried to walk so as to not attract attention but her blood was boiling with her brilliant idea. Once she was in the bathroom she occupied the last stall and sent JJ a text message.

"Hey beautiful, how bout that play session?" When JJ opened her phone she felt a huge smile across her face. God, how could Emily turn her on through a text message?

"Hope ur ready for me sexy ;)" She was really getting a hold on this texting thing. She practically ran towards the bathroom and she was almost there when Hotch called her name.

"Hang on Hotch! I'm pregnant and I have to pee!"

"Oh, okay do you know where Emily is?"

"Uhhh, nope last time I saw her she was in the conference room!" She could barely hold in her excitement. She burst through the bathroom door and saw only one door closed. She knocked ever so slightly on it.

"Hey sexy, open the door." Emily instantly felt wetness between her thighs when JJ's seductive whisper came through the door. She unlocked the stall, pulled her lover in and locked the door once again, pinning JJ to it. The brunette ravished JJ's neck with little kisses and nips and slowly started to suck on her pulse point. JJ ran her hands under the red tank top and across tight stomach muscles. Lips met in bruising passion and moans came from both women. Emily ran her fingertips across JJ's nipples and felt them harden instantly.

"Ooo, Em…please I need to feel you inside of me." Emily needed no more encouragement. She undid the button of JJ's black slacks and plunged her hand into the dampness that quickly formed in satin panties. The blonde felt Emily's hips riding her thigh and realized she had a need too. She followed the brunette's movements and plunged her fingers into damp heat. Bodies were moving in sync, fingers gliding and searching for nerves.

Just then the door creaked open and a woman walked in and took her place in the stall two doors down from the lovers. Emily and JJ had both stopped moving. Giving the woman a few seconds, Emily began her assault again but this time both woman stifled moans by biting into their partners shoulder. They were both close and Emily gave one last thrust and curled her fingers into JJ's walls. JJ mimicked that motion inside of Emily and violent, earth shattering orgasms coursed through them both. When Emily heard the woman leave she placed a chaste kiss on JJ's lips and watched her come down from her high. JJ started to giggle uncontrollably and Emily was confused.

"Baby, I cannot believe we just did that."

"Haha, I know that was amazing."

"Well your lucky because your girlfriend is pregnant and all these hormones are making me horny. And I definitely plan on wearing you out tonight." Emily chuckled and began to rearrange her clothes. JJ followed suit and they washed their hands while exchanging sexy glances and sultry smiles. They walked back into the main room and both had a glow about them.

"Prentiss, there you are we are going to give the squad our preliminary profile and I thought you should start."

"Uhhh, yea…sure…sounds great, let me just get my notes." Emily glanced over at JJ and swore she saw a smile on her lover's lips. God, I need to stay more focused. She mentally chastised herself. But how could she when her beautiful lover would be with her all the time. I really hate hormones, she thought as she prepared her notes and gave her preliminary profile of their unsub.

"So far, we can say that the unsub is intelligent and calculating based on the fact that each of his victims are posed and all the scenes are devoid of any trace evidence. He would be considered an organized killer. His knowledge of law enforcement suggests he is somehow connected to police or at one time was. He has a dominating personality and commits these crimes to prove his power and authority. He has a specific type, which suggests that there was a woman in his life that looked like the victims. She would have been domineering and she would have abused him in some way. She was most likely his mother and his first victim. Finally, we are looking for a white male 30-35 years of age."

As she was giving her speech she glanced around the precinct but kept and eye on Detective Russ. His face was red and he was fidgeting in his chair. He was watching JJ the entire time. Emily began to feel uneasy again and this time the feeling was stronger. She knew something bad was going to happen. As the officers broke apart to attend to all of their duties, Emily pulled her boss off to the side.

"Listen Hotch, I know that you think I'm over-reacting but I really believe that JJ is in trouble. I'm getting a feeling in my gut that if the team leaves her alone, something is going to happen."

"I know Prentiss. I share your same feelings. Would you be okay staying with her here, at the precinct?"

"That would be great, thank you." Emily smiled at her boss and he nodded and gave his team their assignments.

"Morgan, Reid, you guys…" His words were interrupted by JJ.

"Guys, another girl has gone missing." The look in her eyes was pure fear but only Emily could see it.

"Alright, Morgan, Reid, and Rossi, you come with me. Emily you stay here with JJ and Garcia. We will keep you guys posted. Oh, Prentiss, try and find any connections between the victims, including the new one."

"Yea, sure Hotch, no problem. Oh, be careful guys."

"We will gorgeous. When I'm around no one gets hurt." He gave the three women a wink as they all laughed. Emily made her way over to the conference room where her previous work still was. She knew that the only way she would stay sane was to work. JJ slipped into the conference room behind her lover and placed her files on the table. They both sat in a comfortable silence for awhile until JJ broke it.

"Emily, why did you stay back? You love going out in the field baby."

"Jennifer, I can't control where Hotch orders me to go." She knew JJ wouldn't fall for it.

"Emily, I can handle myself just fine. Just because I'm pregnant doesn't make me some fragile vase. Baby, please don't stop doing your job so you can be my personal bodyguard."

"Babe, listen. Normally I wouldn't do this because I know how you get when your angry. But Detective Russ is giving me these really bad vibes. So, I'm going to stay back and try and find a connection between the victims." JJ knew she wasn't going to get any more out of the brunette.

"Okay. Hey, why don't I help you." She gave her lover the biggest smile she could and gave her puppy dog look a try. Emily knew she was a goner.

"Oh, alright. But that move right there was not fair. By the way, if you keep turning me on, you are going to be in deep trouble later."

"Oooo, I can't wait…Emily?"

"Yea baby."

"I love you so much." Emily looked up from the file she was reading and could see the fear in JJ's eyes again. She put her hand on JJ's and rubbed her thumb along the soft skin. She could feel the electricity going through the both of them.

"Jennifer. I'm never going to let anyone hurt you or our baby. I will give my life for you if I have to, I promise. Now, let's see if we can't help these girls." JJ secretly prayed with all of her heart that her lover would never have to live up to that promise.

Meanwhile, Russ came back from his little rendezvous with his latest victim. He had her stashed in a remote location no one would find. He had to take another victim. Having that blonde FBI agent so close was pissing him off. Well, she wasn't but her damn bodyguard was. The brunette really needed to learn a lesson. He wasn't sure how much longer he could control himself. He passed by the FBI team running out the door and the nerdy one yelled to him.

"Hey Detective Russ! Another girl has gone missing!"

"Damn, ok I'm coming."