A/N: I am so sorry updates are taking so long. Work has been extremely busy, and I also have little time off these days. I will try and not leave it so long.

Emily sighed as she looked at the screen of her phone. JJ again, and again she silenced the call, she needed peace not the consent noise from her phone. Not once did it rest in her mind to message her back saying she was okay. She was in her own world as she sat in-front of the black and gold headstone. The small picture to the side of her name. It wasn't her though. Her spirit didn't rest inside the coffin, her laughter everything about Stacy wasn't here. Just a body, a coffin, and a headstone with writing on. A personal touch a small statement of how much her family loved her.

The picture was old. Emily couldn't help the half laugh that escaped her lips. The picture showed just how much her family didn't know her. But grief and death do funny things to people. It makes them react differently.

But as her fingers graced over the cold gold writing did it hit her. This wasn't her place to grieve. This wasn't for her. This was for the people who didn't truly know her, because if they had truly known their daughter then she wouldn't have been buried. But as she placed her two fingers against her lips before pressing them on top of the headstone, she felt a peace she hadn't felt in a long time.

"I miss you." She let a silent tear roll down her cheek before bowing her head. It was a type of closure, she knew where part of her heart had been laid to rest. The dull ache she felt seemed to ache less as she backed away from her resting place, her feet touched the gravelled path. She gave a slight nod again before she turned on her heels making her way towards her car.

She had spent the best part of the day driving around, she allowed her mind to dictate where she was going, she let out a slight chuckle as she cut the engine. The beach, their favourite place to visit, a place that Emily at one point, could guarantee would settle her mind, or at least it would help. She made her way down the wooden pier, the breeze whipped around her, the chill that the sea breeze gave, but she didn't care.

JJ sighed slightly as she placed the phone back in her pocket. She needed to focus on the task at hand, there had been a sighting of a red pickup truck riding up and down the dirt road, everyone had made their way down the sirens blaring, she held on slightly as Morgan took a corner a little too fast. "Morgan slow down." JJ said as she gritted her teeth slightly. "We need to get there in one piece." She grumbled slightly.

"You wanna drive?" Morgan said as he looked at her through the mirror.

"No just watch the damn corners." JJ said firmly.

Morgan nodded slightly, if he was honest he had taken the last bend a little too fast, he had felt the wheels lift slightly as he fought to get the suv back under control. The helicopter circled above them as they reached the dirt road.

"Morgan, stay where you are." Hotch said over the mic.

"Okay, we're at the end of the road." He replied as he moved the suv out of sight. Last thing they needed was to spook him.

"He's following a jogger." The static inferred slightly with his voice.

"How far away is he?" Hotch asked.

"A mile, heading in your direction." The voice replied.

"Let us know when he makes a move." Hotch replied calmly.

They all knew they couldn't just rush in to catch him, they had to catch him in the act, he blended in to well, he could claim he is a hunter. That she was running in the same direction as him. The fact he had turned his pick up around a he spotted her, could have easily been dismissed. He could just say he missed his turning. Which given the road and the area it was plausible that it could be the case.

It hadn't taken long for the unsub to stop his pick-up, placing himself slightly behind his truck his gun aimed at the young jogger. "Freeze." A voice boomed behind him. He had been so caught up in the moment that he hadn't heard the approaching cars. He hadn't heard the helicopter hovering above him. He was too fixated on her. "Drop the gun. Place your hands-on top of your head." Hotch ordered. "It's over Kyle." Morgan had moved behind him kicking the gun out of the way. As he placed the cuffs on his wrists he read him his rights. He placed him into the squad car a little to forcefully.

"We'll meet you back at the station." Rossi said.

It had taken them over two hours to get a full confession, although the motive wasn't established maybe in time he would say way. For once they could tell it was just a game for him, his prey had just changed it was a different type of challenge, more planned out than most.

The plane journey home was quite each member of the team just resting, Hotch had kept a careful eye on JJ, her head rested against the cool glass as she watched the clouds, he had an idea where her mind was. It was were most of the team's mind were. Emily. They could all feel the empty void that was within the team dynamites. Although they each hid it well. With JJ it showed. He carefully made his way over to her taking the seat opposite her.

"How are you doing?" he asked carefully.

JJ gave him a half smile. "I'm doing okay." She chuckled slightly, "I'll be glad to be sleeping in a better bed tonight though." She mused slightly.

"Have you spoke to Prentiss?" he asked softly.

"No." she paused slightly. "I'll be sending her a message that we are back. But I'll only go around there if she asks." She said firmly.

Hotch swallowed slightly. "Maybe go around to see her tomorrow once you are rested." His voice a little firmer.

She frowned at him slightly. "What's going on?" she asked as she looked him up and down, she could she the stiffness in his body, they way his jaw was clenched more than normal, the way his eyes glistened in the dim light. "Is it something to do with why you stay back, before joining us?" she questioned slightly.

He nodded. "We need her to give a statement." He paused slightly. "He won't take a deal, he wants his day in court." His voice a little firmer as he spoke.

JJ looked at him, she was taken a back slightly. "I…" she paused slightly. "Has she not been through enough?" JJ asked firmly.

He nodded. "I am hoping a statement will be enough and she won't be called on to testify."

"Oh god." JJ mumbled. "And she knows this?"

"Not something I can keep from her JJ. She knew this may happen, I was hoping all the evidence would be enough." He sighed as he looked down slightly. He could feel the rest of the team listening in. all their eyes focused on him.

"That sick bastard." Morgan muttered.

"How did Emily take it?" JJ asked.

"As well as you can imagine." Hotch said softly, he paused slightly as he looked around his team. "There's more." He said through a sigh.

"More?" Reid asked.

Hotch smiled slightly at him. He closed his eyes slightly before looking JJ in her eyes. This time she could see it.

"No." she whispered slightly.

He didn't need to say anything he could tell by the look in each of the agents eyes they knew. He nodded slightly. "Tapes and pictures." He shook his head slightly. "And yes, Emily knows." He gave a sad smile as he looked at JJ.

"She knows?" Morgan asked. Hotch nodded slightly. "Why didn't you tell us?" Morgan ask there was a hint of anger in his voice as he spoke.

Hotch ran his hand over his face slightly. "I was hoping no one would need to know." He gave him a pointed look. We were hoping it would be enough to convict him on. But he won't take a plea deal. He wants his day in court." He held up his hand slightly. "like I said to Emily, hopefully her statement will be enough."