SORRY! I have been really busy with finishing my high school career and my coauthors are in over their heads writing 6 or 7 stories at once and they kept forgetting to pass me the notebook. Here is the next chapter and I will try to keep the next update from taking this long again.

Co-authored with Lexi-chan42 and Erandri

Disclaimer: We are too weird to own it.

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JJ POV:

When I woke up the first thing I noticed was that everything hurt. I could barely move from the pain. I was still groggy from what I can only assume to be chloroform. I slowly sat up. It was quite a process because if I moved faster than a snail's pace I found my head spinning. The first thing I noticed was that I was surrounded by dozens of people. I jumped to my feet, ignoring the pain as I did so, and reached for my gun. To my dismay it was missing.

Suddenly dozens of huge lights flickered on. As soon as I regained my sight, after being blinded, I took a second look at the people. They weren't real people, but mannequins. I started to look around to try and find an escape. Suddenly a voice came over a loud speaker. It was a little too cheerful for my taste. "Welcome Jennifer Jareau! Are you rwady to play ball?"

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the station:

"Reid is there anything else that could possibly link the victims?"

"As of yet no, but I'll keep checking."

"Guys I found something that may be related to the case," Prentiss interjects. She walks up to the table and sets some stuff on it. "Okay so we know that one of JJ's friends was recently murdered here in town. We also know that Garcia was telling JJ about it when she was kidnapped." Prentiss looks around the room as the team nods in agreement.

"Found on the body was a green Jersey. At first it was assumed that the victim had been wearing it at the time of their murder. The Forensic pathologist however discovered that it was put on post mortem."

At that moment a cop walks into the room with a package in his hand, "This just came for you guys." Hotch nodded and took it.

Reid asks, "Should we open it?" Rossi nods. Hotch carefully opens it with a pair of scissors and gloved hands. Inside is a picture of JJ from when she was a teen. She was on a soccer field holding a trophy with a triumphant smile on her face. She was surrounded by the rest of her team who were looking just as triumphant. It was attached to a green jersey. Two of her teammates had a red X over their face. JJ's face was circled.

"Looks as if you were right Prentiss."

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JJ POV:

I look around the field and spot something odd. One of the mannequins is bleeding. I warily approach it praying that it is my mind playing tricks. As I get closer, much to my dismay, I can tell it is a real body. A real recently killed person. I shutter at the thought.

The small frame of the body is propped up and wired to a metal post coming from who knows where. I stand in front of her and look at the poor woman. As I stand there I realize that beneath the grime and bruises is a familiar face. I brush a strand of hair out of her face and sob a little. I can barely choke out her name, "Sara. Oh God."

"Very good Jennifer! I'm surprised you remember you your old teammate. I mean you left this small town and forgot all about your high school days including soccer." The voice sounds from overhead.

Suddenly an object falls from the ceiling. A black and white ball, A soccer ball.

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the station:

"Can I see that jersey for a moment?" A cop in the room asks. Morgan hands it to him and the cop looks it over. "I know this jersey. It's a soccer jersey. It's the jersey of our rivals McCullem High School. It's in the next county over."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. Oh my God. I think I know who did it!"

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Sorry that it is short, but I figured it was a good place to stop. I hope it was worth the wait and that we still have a reader or two. As always please review.