Emily held her daughter crying, her broken, bleeding, and cold, daughter. Nothing was going to change what happened, it was as simple as that, the words were written and printed it was all done. JJ walked up to Emily kneeling next to her, she cupped her chin and made her look at her.

"Emily…Come on, the medics need to look at you," And take her JJ thought. JJ couldn't bare to look at Izzy, that was her daughter laying in her wife's arms, a place where JJ remembered Izzy would be early mornings when she was younger, safe and alive.

"No, I wont leave here!" Emily yelled at JJ, pain and hatred obvious in her eyes.

"Baby, please." JJ ran a hand through Emily's hair, tears starting down her own face. "I know how much you love her, I love her just as much, but…" JJ stopped when Emily looked back down at Izzy.

"My little girl…It was just me and you for so long…" Emily caressed Izzy's dirt smudged face.

"Emily…" JJ took her hand in her own. "I need you to understand, she loved you so much. Even if we would've been any amount of time earlier she would've died… that was the plan." Emily's head snapped and she glared at JJ.

"This is my daughter! Her death wasn't planned!"

"Emily…she's mine too." JJ cried, trying hard to keep it together. Emily needed someone to be the rock in her life right now, and JJ was going to have to be it. Emily looked at JJ tear stained face and all, she laid Izzy back down and grabbed JJ pulling her close to her.

"My baby…" Emily cried. JJ hugged her back and nodded, hiding her face in Emily's neck.

"I know." She cried, sobs racking her body.

*****

Earlier

"Emily, JJ and Morgan will take back while Rossi, Reid and myself will go in the front…" Hotch laid out the blue prints to the building, "the prints being 18 years old, there could be major differences in there."

"It's been abandoned for years." A local officer said.

"Still, be prepared, and stick together!" Hotch said checking his vest. Emily, JJ and Morgan started toward the back guns drawn.

"You two going to be ok?" Morgan asked concerned.

"Fine." Emily gritted back. JJ looked at Morgan and nodded.

"As soon as we get Izzy back in our arms." JJ said.

"Ready…in one, two.." Emily kicked the door in and Morgan and JJ quickly moved in clearing the area as they went, Emily joining as soon as she could.

"This…isn't right." Morgan said almost in a whisper looking across the building at Hotch.

"Agents… Glad to see you could make it and just in time." Martin Walden said holding a 15 year old Izzy close to his body, knife level with her throat.

"Mommy…" Izzy said softly tears running down her face, she stared at Emily.

"Put the knife down!" JJ yelled, if anyone could get a shot it would be her or the others who Martin's back was to maybe.

"I don't think I want to." He smiled, then kissed Izzy's temple. "Say good bye to your sweet mothers, just think, they were two seconds too late. He quickly drug the knife through Izzy's neck and a thick line of blood appeared as he dropped her to the floor.

"No!" Morgan pulled the trigger on his gun taking Martin down, but not killing him. Emily ran over to Izzy, JJ hot on her heels. Morgan picked Martin up throwing him into the nearest wall hitting him over and over.

"You sick…" Morgan stopped when Hotch pulled him off Martin.

"Go!" Hotch yelled at Morgan, puling Martin up, "If you make one sound…I can't promise you won't startle my trigger finger."

"It's in your…"

"You idiot." Hotch handcuffed Martin and dragged him outside. Rossi and Reid sat watching Emily and JJ sit on the floor holding their daughter.

"Why?" Rossi said shaking his head.

"He was waiting for us." Reid said. Reid watched as JJ held Emily letting her cry into her shoulder, when JJ looked up at Reid he saw the massive amount of pain JJ was going through herself. He stepped outside making a beeline for the trees passing Morgan on his way.

"All hail the honorable Penelope Garcia how do you plead peasant?"

"Garcia…" Morgan said.

"Oh Morgan what's wrong?"

"It's Emily…and JJ."

"What happened!" Garica yelled scared now.

"It was Izzy…he…" Morgan started to cry breaking down on the phone to his wife.

"No…" Garcia started to cry. Garcia looked at the photo of Emily, JJ, Izzy and Jaden she had on her desk, all smiles, all happy, and she started to bawl.