A/N: I changed the last chapter slightly. Only with regaurds to the case they are going on.
"This plane keeps getting smaller and smaller" Morgan said as he looked at JJ.
She gave a slight smile. "I know." She paused slightly. "But Hotch will meet us here, once he's finished whatever it is he's doing." JJ mused slightly.
Morgan nodded slightly as he picked the file back up so he could read through the reports, hopefully it would give him some idea of what type of unsub could do this.
It didn't seem to take long before the jet had landed and they were heading towards the local police station.
"Detective Mitchell, you must be the BAU folk" he said as he shook JJ's hand.
"JJ, Agent Morgan, Rossi and Doctor Reid. I believe you spoke to our unit chief Agent Hotchner, he will be joining us shortly."
The detective nodded slightly. "I've set you up in our conference room, do you need anything?" he asked as he look at the four agents.
"Have you got a large map of the area?" Reid asked.
"I will have one brought in for you. Anything else?"
Rossi nodded. "Morgan and I would like to take a look at both crime scenes" he said kindly.
"I can get one of my officers to take you." He paused slightly. "Unless you want to look on your own?" The detective was slightly unsure how the team worked. Part of him worried they were going to take over, but on the other hand he knew he needed them.
"Please, it would be helpful if it was an officer with had processed the scene." Morgan said as he picked up the file.
"Sure, Officer Sanders processed both scenes."
Hotch sighed slightly, he had been hoping to avoid this. Hoping he would take a deal. He had prayed there would be no trail, but now it looked as though he wanted his day in court. Which meant he needed a statement off Emily. His eyes cast a glance towards her desk, which were now filled with cards and gifts, each agent in the bullpen hoping she would return.
Maybe he should have asked JJ to stay.
Morgan reached out his hand as he shook the officers hand. "Agent Morgan and this is Agent Jareau."
"Sanders." He replied firmly.
"Please call me JJ." She said as she shook his hand.
"Would you mind taking us to the crime scenes and talking us through what you have found also what theories you have." Morgan asked as they make their way out side.
"Are you following me?" Sanders asked.
"Would you mind if we all travelled together. That way we won't get lost." Morgan said as he gave a small laugh. "Our SUV's are at the far end." The officer nodded before following the agents.
"I guess you're use to gun fire around here?" JJ asked as they drove down a dirt road.
"We don't really hear it, unless you are near the forests where the hunters are, although most tend to use bows these days." He said as he looked at JJ. "If you're using a bow you won't scare off many animals, where as a gun, the noise bounces around the hillside." He shrugged slightly. "If you pull over in four hundred yards."
Morgan nodded as he pulled over. "Is this were Paul was found?" he asked.
"Yes, just off the road. It looks like the gunshot caused him to veer off the road."
"Any casing?" JJ asked.
"No nothing, we searched the whole area and found nothing, tyre tracks but nothing that really stood out."
"Who found him?" Morgan asked as he looked up and down the dirt road.
"Dog walker." Sanders said as he motioned them back in the car. "The next crime scene is a good fifteen minutes' drive." He said firmly.
He dreaded this as he made his way up the stairwell. His stomach twisted, it wasn't the first time he had felt like this. Although this was different, he wasn't sure what to say or what to do, maybe he should have brought one of his agents with him. Although he doubted he'd get through the door if he had done that. He paused taking a moment for himself. He was reminded of the time she had been there for him, after Foyet had attacked him, and Hayley and Jack had been placed in witness protection. He couldn't think of losing her. She wasn't just an agent; she was his friend. His hand rested against the door as he took a deep breath before he knocked.
"He was a well-liked kid. Although his mom said he preferred his own company, this was part of his normal jogging route."
"How often did he run?" Morgan asked.
"Two maybe three times a week depending, his mom said the days varied depending on his school work."
"So it can't have been a targeted attack?" JJ asked.
"Not that we can tell, we ran a background on him and he had never been in trouble, he had little time off from school." Sanders said as he motioned for them to stop again.
"May I come in?" Hotch asked as he stood in the hallway. Emily gave a slight nod as she moved to allow him in. "Emily." He couldn't help how his voice sounded.
"What?" Emily paused, for the first time in years she didn't know how to talk to him.
"They need a statement." Hotch said firmly.
Emily shook her head slightly. "I… I…" she swallowed slightly. "can't" the last part came out as a mumble.
Hotch gave a slight smile. "I know you may not feel like you can but," he paused slightly. "He won't take a deal." He didn't see the point in dragging it out, instead he treated her like the agent he knew, strong and stubborn.
Emily pulled her legs up against her body as though that one action would shield her. "Am I going to have to testify?" her voice wavered slightly.
"Honestly, I am hoping a statement will be enough." He said firmly. "With all the evidence they have I doubt you will need to testify."
"What evidence?" she frowned slightly.
"My statement." He paused slightly. "What I saw in that room." Emily looked away. "There is more." He sighed slightly.
"What do you mean more?" Emily could feel the bile raising in her throat the more Hotch spoke. She could see the sadness in his eyes, as though the mask he normally wore had slipped. "Hotch?"
He clasped his hands in front of him as he took a deep breath. "He recorded everything." He swallowed slightly. "Also there are some photos."
The colour drained from Emily's skin, as she bolted down the hallway just reaching the toilet as she emptied the contents of her stomach. She closed her eyes as she vomited again. Her body sagged against the toilet bowl as she tried to regain control over herself. Tears ran freely down her cheeks.
"We found James about a mile from his truck." He pointed over to the metal gate. "We found his body seven hundred yards that way." He said pointing towards the forest.
"Are you sure they are connected?" Morgan asked as he looked around, the ground was dry, the dirt road was a sandy colour.
"Both bullets are the same. Although no shell castings were found at either scene. Either the perp is an excellent shot or he's a sniper." Sanders said as they walked up the track towards the forest.
"What makes you say that?" JJ asked.
"James would have seen him, unless he was hiding in the forest. As you can see the area is flat no hiding points. We believe James was looking for traps since his bow was found in his truck."
"Was anything else found in his truck?" Morgan asked.
"No, I'm not a hundred percent sure he was looking for traps, part of me thinks his bow was placed back in his truck to throw us off. But only his prints have been found. We don't have accidents like this Agent, two in such a short time is unheard of around here. Maybe once hunting season starts fully we may have the odd accident. I've been here for five years and never seen anything like this."
"He crossed county lines." JJ said as she frowned slightly.
"Yes, we have a good working relationship with them and once they put the bullet in the system it got a hit with ours, so we have combined our evidence so we don't have too many working on it." Sanders said.
Morgan smiled. "I take it you're the lead on the case though."
Sanders nodded slightly as he looked between both agents. "Well I was until you guys arrived."
JJ chuckled slightly. "We are only here to help. Still your case, our aim is to help you catch the person responsible."
He frowned slightly. "I thought the FBI normally took over."
"Not us, we are a resource at your disposal, although we can do searches a lot quicker than yourselves, and more in-depth." Morgan said easily. "We will stay for the arrest, unless we need to head back."
Hotch made his way down the short hallway, "I am so sorry Emily."
"I can't do this Hotch." Emily let out in a shuddered breath.
"You can, you have mine and the teams support Emily." He paused slightly. "I'll get Garcia to come around once she's done for the day." He held his hand up as Emily went to disagree. "Not up for discussion since JJ is out of town on a case."
"When do you once an answer?" Emily said as she finally gained control of herself.
"I am going to go and join the team on the case, we will talk more once I return."
Emily swallowed as she closed her eyes slightly. "Okay."
"I'll send Garcia around soon; I'll get JJ to call you." He said kindly.
"Hotch." She paused as he turned to look at her. "Thank you."
"You know where I am if you need anything." He said as he opened the front door. "Take as much time as you need Emily."