A/N Time for another chapter. I really hope you like this one; they finally got some time to profile.

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Chapter 7

JJ's heart stopped when the door opened again. She knew this was going to happen, but nothing could've prepared her for the sight of a bloody Hotch leaning on Morgan for support. JJ quickly ran up to her boss and took over, walking slowly towards the cars while she heard the click behind them. Pressing the unlock button, she watched which car that shone up and walked up to it. She opened the passenger door to let Hotch step in, but changed her mind as soon as she saw the piece of glass stuck in his back. There was no way he was going to be able to sit without shoving the glass deeper into his back and just like the others had decided she wouldn't remove it and risk infections.

Carefully she opened the back door instead. "Hotch, I need you to lie down in the backseat." She explained, calmly.

Hotch held his breath as he crawled into the car and landed on his stomach with a sigh. It didn't take more than a minute before he was out again. JJ fought against her tears as she closed the door and slid into the driver's seat. She backed out quickly, but careful not to do anything to make Hotch fall down to the floor. At every stop sign and stop light she would hit the breaks early to make her slowly slow down and when she started she would accelerate just as cautiously. She made sure to not be too quick in the turns either and all this made the ride to the hospital even longer. Also the fact that Beth hadn't gotten back so there was no one outside to take care of the next person to come out of the house. The next person could be in an even worse shape than Hotch and that person would bleed out quickly if no one was there to drive.

She wiped her tears away as she came to a stop outside the hospital. Hurrying out she called for someone to assist her while she went to open the backseat door and started pulling Hotch out. A nurse came up to her with a wheelchair, but when she saw the state the older man was in and that he wouldn't be able to sit in that condition, she called for someone to get her a stretcher. Not even a minute later it was delivered to them and together they fought to lift Hotch up, placing him on his stomach again. JJ ran next to the nurse as they rolled him into the hospital. She stopped by the reception and watched as they rolled him away into the emergency rooms, praying that he would make it out okay.

With heavy steps she walked up to a black woman who sat behind the reception desk.

"Has a Kevin Lynch been checked in." JJ asked, her voice cracking as she asked the question.

"And who are you?" the woman asked while typing on the computer.

"I'm his sister." JJ lied shamelessly.

"He's still in surgery. You can take a seat and..."

"No, I need to head back. Can you call this number when he's out of surgery? And also when Aaron Hotchner is out?"

The woman eyed her suspiciously, but JJ didn't break eye contact. She needed to know when or if they were okay for everybody's sake. She hoped that when Hotch woke up he would be able to provide her with a profile so they could stop this son of a bitch. They were FBI-agents; they couldn't let some man play with them like this. Their team was better than this. But how would they get in and how would they get everyone out?

"We don't have an Aaron Hotchner here." the woman broke JJ out of her thinking.

"He just rolled in." JJ explained. "With nurse Kate." JJ remembered reading her name tag.

"We will call you." the woman said with a sigh and JJ hurried out again to get back in case someone else was already out.

When Rossi finally got to the right room his colleague was gone. Through his blurry eyes he could make out the broken table, but without someone lying there. That son of a bitch. Had he taken Hotch and hid him just like he did with Emily, only this time the person hidden was bound to be in a far worse state than their female colleague had been when they found her. Rossi slammed his hand in the wall and turned around. Now he needed to tell the others about what had happened. Once again he stumbled away, his goal being the bedroom where they'd found Emily. It was quiet on that floor, abnormally quiet. His team should've been all but quiet, discussing a profile and questioning Emily if she'd seen anything, but nothing. It was quiet and too his surprise the room was also empty. This was his game now, Rossi knew. He couldn't see anything and had to find the rest of the people in the house. Though, the UNSUB hadn't been smart when he chose Rossi to do this one since the game would be over pretty quickly if the player knew the house too well. He walked towards the stairwell leading downstairs to the first floor and when he got close enough he could finally hear what he wanted to hear. It was Morgan's voice. Then Garcia's panicky one. He followed the sound like he'd done for quite some time now until he reached the last step. He had been holding on to the railing the entire time and it was surprising when a sharp pain ran through his body when something ripped through his foot. It was so painful that he couldn't hold back the scream and as he tried to jump away he didn't get away from what had pierced his foot. Instead he fell forward, hearing how his skin ripped more and feeling the pain get ten times worse.

"Rossi?" Will's voice came, but Rossi didn't see the blurry figure as his eyes was tight shut in hopes to lessen the pain. "Guys a little help here." He yelled and soon he felt how two pairs of hands lifted him up to a standing position while one pair of hands tried to get his foot away from what caused him pain.

"Are you okay, man?" Morgan asked, but Rossi couldn't, or didn't want to answer that.

"Fuck, this is bad." Emily said. "Rossi, please open your eyes."

"I'm..." Rossi tried to speak through gritted teeth as he opened one eyes for the fellow agents. "I can't see."

He didn't know why this was the first thing he told them, but it just slipped out. Perhaps because his eyesight had gotten remotely worse since before he fell. Not because he hit anything, but because of whatever acid was taking away his sight to slowly make him blind. Would it though? Make him blind? He wouldn't find out until he got taken to the hospital.

That reminded him and he opened his mouth again. "Hotch?"

"JJ took him to the hospital." Will explained. "Hopefully he will be okay."

Of course the team had taken him instead of the UNSUB. Why hadn't he thought about that earlier? The only reason Emily had gotten herself missing was because the crazy man wanted to get Kevin out of the game.

Rossi stumbled forward to the couch where Reid and Garcia were currently standing. Garcia was sobbing, he could easily hear, and he knew that Reid was quietly going through his statistics in his head. In this moment, he knew, it wasn't fun to be in Reid's mind. He'd been pretty quiet so far which he usually got in thinking mode. Quiet or talking to himself, which no one would have appreciated right now. But then it hit him. It was so simple.

"Children's games." Reid said, making everyone turn to him. "The games we're forced to play are his versions of games we played as kids."

"He's right." Will agreed. "Kevin got shot when playing Hide and Seek, Hotch fell through the floor during a game of Tag and Rossi..."

"Blind man's buff." Rossi filled in. "And it hurts like a bitch."

"So we're saying that our UNSUB uses children's game to hurt us?" Morgan summed up.

"Maybe he got neglected as a kid and never got to experience these games himself." Emily suggested.

"Both by parents and the other kids." Reid said. "He thinks that he's playing these games with us to hurt the bullies that didn't let him come along and play."

"But he still doesn't want to kill us. He's just playing with us." Will said.

That was true. Even if Hotch had been a really close call, none of them had died. Of course there were plenty more in there who could have a different destiny.

"And he sent out the kids because he, himself was a kid when he was bullied and doesn't want other kids to go through the same thing." Morgan guessed.

"And we're adults, the people that didn't protect him." Emily sighed.

Another applause rang through the house and all of them waited with anticipation for new instructions.

"Very impressive, agents." he chuckled. "You can let Rossi out now."

The door clicked open and Rossi staggered towards the door withe Morgan's support so he wouldn't aggravate his wound . He looked outside and saw that no one was there to take him to the hospital, but he knew someone had to be back eventually so he continued out alone, letting the door close behind him.

A/N So to sum it up... The people left in the house are: Emily, Reid, Garcia, Will and Morgan.

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