"What do you mean she's gone?" Morgan snapped

"I mean she is not here" she snapped back holding up the note "She's gone and she left a note. She's gone to meet him."

"Damn it JJ" Morgan sighed angrily.

"It says that she knows where he is and this is the only way to stop him and save other women. It doesn't say where and she says we shouldn't follow her."

The team looked at each other, anger and concern filling their faces. Realizing that sleep was now of the table they went to get Sophie and Peter again, hoping they may have some idea of where JJ… or Shelby… may go in this situation. Between them, they decided it would be best that Morgan call Garcia, they needed her help more then ever and the news would be best coming from him.

JJ wasn't sure how long she had been out but when she finally came round her head was pounding and her whole body ached. She tried to stretch out but realized she was tied to a bed spread eagle, still clothed thankfully. She groaned and looked around, she was in a small room tied to a single bed against one wall, a table was against the other far wall that had various items on, from this position she couldn't work out what, that thought alone made her nervous. She noticed the window was welded shut and boarded with a single light in the middle of the room. Suddenly, this seemed like a really bad idea but she knew Walt, she knew the profile he was only going to get worse and she had to protect her team… her family.

She forced herself to take deep breathes, focus, remember her training. Her body felt stiff but there was no obvious injuries, her head was pounding but she couldn't feel any blood, she figured it must have been drugs, the last thing she remembered was going to a cabin he used to use, she figured that would be where he was hiding out.

She wasn't sure how long she lay there but she had a lock the other side of the door and her whole body stiffened as she waited, trying to keep her breathing under control. In her head, she could hear Morgan giving the profile, 'he gets off on fear' she knew this from experience and was determined not to let him see the fear.

The room filled with light as the door opened and a tall, stocky man entered the room, despite all her training, JJ was right back to being that scared little kid "Kitten! You're awake" he smirked as he walked over "I was surprised you came. Just couldn't keep yourself away from me." He stroked her cheek and laughed as she clenched her jaw.

'Don't give in to him' she repeated to herself in her head, wincing when he roughly grabbed her chin and turned her head to look at him.

"Look at me when I am talking to you" he snapped "That's better, I always thought you had pretty eyes." He flashed a lopsided grin, the kind that makes our stomach turn "You haven't changed a whole lot" he continued as he sat on the bed next to her, "you got your women body… kinda old for my liking but I never could stay away from you" he licked his lips as he ran a hand down her side "I heard you go by Jennifer now… or is it JJ… anyway it was for me to track you down so imagine my surprise when my little kitten is now a big shot FBI agent." He laughed in delight this time, "The guys from the club… you know the ones they warned me its too risky with your job but that makes it all the more excited so imagine my surprise when I don't even have to do anything and you come to me."

She cringed slightly when she felt his large, rough, calloused hand travel under her hoodie and stroke her bare stomach just about the top of her jeans. She wanted to pull away but she knew he liked it, knew he got off when she would struggle, for years she had hidden Shelby away, locked her up so deep that it was like she never existed, she had fought so hard not to slip into those old bad habits, JJ was funny, strong, she had a loving family… found family but still, family all the same. She wasn't Shelby, she did not want to be Shelby but she felt her coming back. Shelby would be able to cope with this. She had before she could do it again.

"Its interesting," Walt spoke as he stood, walking towards the table, "I wonder how long it will be to break JJ the way Shelby did."

She frowned softly looking over, he had his back to her and she still couldn't see what was on the table, whatever it was seemed to hold his interest now though and that concerned her.

He did eventually turn, he had an evil smirk on his face as he caught her looking over at him with wide eyes, he chuckled as her eyes wondered down to the shining, bright blade in his hand.

"I always liked when we came to my cabin" he walked over as he spoke "Middle of no where, we can be as loud as we liked. It was always fun, wasn't it kitten?" He stood over her now, playing with the blade between his fingers "Seeing how much I could make you scream, you always gave in eventually… now I'm thinking JJ might be a bit more fun… badass FBI agent with all that training."

"Go to hell" she spat back at him, "I put up with you for years I can do it again"

"You see… I have spent years locked up in a cell thanks to you and that brat of a sister of yours… I had nothing to do but sit in my cell and think of new ways for us to have fun" he smirked down at her as he placed the blade under her hoodie, he watched he suck in, trying to get away. He let out that evil laugh again, the one that haunted her dreams for years and roughly cut her hoodie of, it didn't escape her how sharp it seemed and she was just great full that she had underwear on.

He let out a whistle, "You lost your baby fat I see… got your women body, clearly work out allot is it gym? Running… running makes sense you were always a runner. Normally you wouldn't be my type anymore, too old" he winked "but it was just to good to pass up plus… you broke the rules kitten. I told you what would happen if you ever told and now Jessie is dead… well… I get you instead."

"My team are going to find you and kill you." She snapped

"You're team" he nodded, sitting on the bed again, lightly trailing the blade across her stomach, not yet hard enough to break skin but enough to leave a red trail and light sting, "It's been interesting watching your team the last few months since I found you, I thought you and the buff guy… Morgan is it ? See I thought the two of you were an item… you always liked the jocks but then imagine my surprise when I see how cosy you are with that brunette lady. She's cute I'll give you that."

JJ frowned, a few months? He had been watching her all that time? And he knew the names of her team, this guy maybe smarter then she thought, and he was right, years of pent up anger, she was the one that put him there he was going to be more brutal then ever.

"She's not… she's just a friend" she snapped

"Well yeah but she wishes it was more, I've seen how she looks at you, plus there was that night out few weeks ago… must have been around your birthday. You and your team went to that bar and you were both very drunk" he shrugged "She got real close that night"

JJ knew what he was talking about, Emily was very intoxicated and was very obvious in her flirting with JJ all night… it freaked her out though that he seemed to know all this… if he had been planning this for that long she was in even more trouble then she thought.

"You know what I think?" He smirked, watching her breathing pick up as the knife left a slight scratch on her breast "I think you couldn't find a man good enough to compete with what we had… need a real man to show you how it feels again. Don't worry kitten, we have plenty of time."

"Go to hell" she glared at him, jaw clenched in defiance.