Sorry it's been awhile. I've been super busy. Literally, but Marching Season just ended, so I have a little more free time until Winterguard starts up. Until then, I will try and update faster, but no promises.

Anywho...anyone understand Pre-Cal? I'm lost.

Enjoy! :)

"Hopefully they aren't lost." JJ worried.

Hotch looked up from getting the Marshmallows out of a bag to respond. "They've been gone for five minutes. I don't think they're lost."

"Five minutes is a long time in the woods."

Reid perked up. "Do you know there's a myth about these woods." He sat down on one of the folding chairs. "About a hundred years ago there was a family that lived in a house somewhere in the woods. The mom, the dad, the 10 year old son, and his 7 year old sister." The rest of the team gathered around to hear the story while they waited. "Anyways, one night there was a fire at the house. The parents smelled the smoke and woke up to rush to the kids rooms so they could get them out.

"Once everyone was awake they ran downstairs but a beam fell on the mother. She was trapped underneath. The father didn't want to leave his wife, but, at the same time, he didn't want his kids hurt.

"He ushered the kids outside and told them to run to their neighbors a mile away. He asked his son to watch out for his sister and protect her. They had nothing else but each other.

"When the kids were gone, the husband went back inside to try and lift the beam. But by then the fire was spreading quickly and they were both engulfed by the flames."

"What happened to the kids?" JJ asked.

"No one really knows. They were never found. Some people believe they made it to their neighbors. Some people think they got lost and starved to death. And others say that there was a serial killer on the loose that found and killed them."

"Mommy?" Jack looked up at his mother. "I'm not going to die, am I?"

Hailey shot Reid a scorned look before looking down at her son. "No sweetie, you aren't."

"Good, cause I wanna live forever!"

/

Meanwhile, Morgan and Prentiss walked slowly through the trees. Prentiss still had an uneasy feeling lying at the bottom of her stomach. She was comforted by the fact that she wasn't walking alone, but she still had goose bumps crawling their way up her arms and neck. She was just about to tell herself that she was superstitious and there nothing was going to jump out at her, it was just the paranoia that came with the job, but then she started to feel something tickling its way up her arm. She looked down and screamed. The two logs she was holding dropped to the ground.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Spider! Spider, get it off!" Morgan quickly grabbed her wrist to stop her from flailing her arm everywhere. He picked up a twig laying nearby and placed it in front of the spider. He gently guided the spider onto the stick with his finger. Then he placed the twig in the grass.

"Relax, it's off."

"Are you sure? There aren't more of them, are there?" She asked while checking herself over.

"Yes I'm sure. There are no more spiders." He laughed quietly while watching Prentiss double check herself.

When she was done looking for more spiders, she cautiously picked up the logs she dropped and proceed to look for more.

The woods were bare. The ground consisted of dirt and leaves. Most the branches were still attached to their trunks.

There was no sound expect for the crunches from the dead leaves. There were no crickets or bugs flying and buzzing around. There was no howling from the wind. One could assume the woods were dead or non-existent if not for the fact that a couple hundred black spiders began to crawl their way up soft, pale flesh.

/

"Where are they?" JJ began to wonder again. "It's been 30 minutes."

"Maybe they couldn't find wood." Reid answered.

"It's the 'woods'. I'm sure they've found wood by now."

"JJ, calm down." Hotch intervened when he saw JJ's breathing start to speed up. "Don't let the paranoia get to you. It hasn't been that long."

JJ looked at her boss sternly but didn't say anything. She waited patiently for a few more seconds before she heard a high-pitched wail in the distance. She wanted to brush it off as an animal, but when it continued it began to sound more and more human. She turned her head to the sound and tried peering through the trees when she heard children laughing softly to her right?

"Did anyone hear that?" She asked.

Rossi looked up from his news paper confused. He listened silently before replying, "Hear what?"

Sooo, what do you think? Good, bad, okay? If there is anything you want to see, just tell me. I'll try and incorporate anything I can. I need ideas. Oh, and does anyone have/know any good stories. Mainly Prentiss centered? I like H/P and M/P most. And I don't like Rossi. But my searches for unread stories have been scarce. :(

Thanks!