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"Sarah Mc Keeve," a blonde woman started. "Age twelve, found in a local park by Ms. Emilia Anderson and her dog while on a walk. She's the thirteenth girl found like this, although most of them were DOA. So far she's the only one found alive. All of the girls were blonde with brown eyes, between the ages of 10-14."

The blonde was addressing five other people in the room as she pointed to the picture of the girl on the screen. Her blue eyes held a seriousness that wasn't missed by her co-workers. A darker skinned man then asked, "Anything interesting?"

"She had the words god save me carved on her right arm," the woman said coldly. "Is that interesting enough Derek?"

"Jeez JJ! You're acting like you know the Mc Keeves."

"Isn't Sarah Mc Keeve the older sister of Angelina and Theodore Mc Keeve?" a younger man asked, cutting the blonde off.

The blonde, Jennifer Jareau, nodded and then asked, "What is it Spence?"

The youngest person in the room looked at her, his brown eyes filled with concern. He ran a hand through his brown hair and said, "Angelina and Theodore were reported missing around the same time their sister disappeared."

Spencer Reid locked gazes with Jennifer, until he looked away. Suddenly the only other woman in the room snapped, "And they're just calling us now? Twelve girls have been murdered, another fitting the profile went missing along with her siblings and we are just being called?"

"Emily," the darker skinned man said. "Calm down, none of us wanna get hurt."

"Shut up Morgan," the woman called Emily snapped.

Emily Prentiss's brown eyes locked with Derek Morgan's eyes, also brown. Morgan looked away and looked back to another man.

"Are we going to Pittsburg Hotch?" he asked.

Aaron Hotchner took another look at the girls on the screen. He then looked back at them and said, "Get ready, we leave in three hours."

"Morgan?" Prentiss asked.

"What?"

"Do you think you'll be able to handle this case?" she asked subconsciously playing with her black hair.

"Why wouldn't I be able to Em?" he asked.

"Well you came into the meeting late…" Prentiss said. "Morgan these little girls were molested, some of them raped. Are you sure you can-?"

She stopped midsentence after taking one look at his face. He then growled, "Maybe you had a point…why didn't they call us sooner?"

Morgan turned sharply and walked away, looking like he wanted to hit someone. Prentiss almost called after him, but someone grabbed her shoulder. David Rossi was standing behind her, his dark eyes almost warning her.

"Let him be Emily," Rossi said. "He needs to cool off."

She nodded and turned to get her stuff. Reid looked a little bugged, so Emily went over to him.

"What's wrong Reid?" she asked.

"How could someone do that to a child?" he asked. "Their parents must be devastated."

"Reid…there are some sick people out there and you know that," Emily said putting a hand on his shoulder. "Just do us a favor and keep your head in the game."

They boarded the plane three hours later, Morgan still a bit upset. Hotch looked around and said, "Let's review what we know."

"We know the unsub is a sexual offender," JJ said.

"Most likely a pedophile," Hotch said. "Our unsub preys on girls ages 10-14. This pedophile is very specific; he only wants blonde girls with brown eyes. It doesn't matter the age however, but most of them are about eleven-twelve."

"The unsub molests the child, sometimes taking it a step further," Prentiss added.

"And the unsub finishes them off by beating them with a blunt instrument," a voice finished.

"Hey baby girl," Morgan greeted the new voice. "Got somethin' for us baby girl?"

"You betcha," a smiling blonde woman said. "If you look at the papers you'll notice all the girls were killed by blunt trauma to the head, well my pretties it's a crowbar."

"All of them?" Rossi asked.

"Yeppers," the woman said. "Also the twelfth victim, Melinda Shores, happen to go to the same school as Sarah Mc Keeve. I'm lookin' into the others to see, and I'll tell you if I find anything else."

"Thanks Garcia," Hotch said.

Penelope Garcia smiled at them from the computer and said, "No problem boss."

With that, Garcia was gone. Morgan looked over to Hotch and the black haired man said, "Something you want to say?"

"Will we be seeing Ms. Mc Keeve?" he asked.

"Possibly," Hotch replied. "If she's in good condition, hopefully we'll be able to talk to her."

"I want ICU duty," he said.

Hotch stared at Morgan for a few minutes before Reid piped up, "I'll go with him."

"He should go Hotch," Emily spoke softly. "He can connect to Sarah in ways we can't."

Hotch nodded and said, "All right Morgan, you and Reid can go see Sarah. JJ and Prentiss I want you to go see the Mc Keeves, Rossi I need you to talk with Ms. Anderson. I'll set up shop."

They nodded each one of them accepting their jobs. Reid watched as the airport came into view. He looked at Morgan and said, "You think you can talk to her?"

"Reid, I don't think," Morgan started. "I know."

Reid just stared at the older man for a moment before getting ready to get off the jet.