Yeah, so I'm back. It took me the longest time to think of how I wanted to continue this is the not usual way. I wasn't sure how I could take another angle of Reid/Hotch/Kidnapped thing as it has been done so many times. So I came up with something diffferent.

This Fic. will probably (I will try my best) to make it a team fic, but Reid and Hotch centered with a little more Morgan in the mix.

This fic. takes place about 2 or 3 years later. So Rossi and Prentiss are in and Elle and Gideon are out. Sorry to anyone who liked them better.

I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!

Now that that's out of the way. I can say that this story is rated T, for possible swearing in future episodes.

Chapter 1: The Aftermath

The pain was almost too much to bear.

Waves, pain induced vibrating waves cascaded down from her head to her feet. The pain only amplified as her lungs struggled to draw in the air they screamed for.

She coughed, a choking ragged noise as the dust coated the inside of her lungs.

It felt like a dream. The hazy feeling she experienced only after a good nights sleep. The kind where you truly had to rub your eyes, to be able to unglue and open them. The kind of post dream where you weren't too hot and weren't too cold, but just the perfect temperature.

Yes, she would have thought it was a dream - if it wasn't the blinding pain.

JJ tried her hardest to remember, burying herself into the thick haze clouding her memory. They were working a case. Ohio? No, Oregon maybe? There had just been another murder, the second in 3 days. Women raped, murdered, then dumped in some remote area.

Unfortunately, they had seen dozens of similar cases. Each one more horrific then the last.

The team had just started to reenter the building to be assigned new tasks and go over their findings from the previous ones. Her focus had been on the sheriff. She remembered he had went to his desk, said something before tossing the delivered Chinese food they assumed to be his into the trash bin. Then... nothing. Total blackness stood where the next memories should have been.

Refocusing on the present, she slightly shifted her body. Something was weighing her down, her body lay sandwiched between two heavy objects making it nearly impossible to move.

If she was still at the station, where was her team? Why weren't they helping her? Unless... they were hurt too.

Her struggle to get free intensified tenfold. Despite the pain she wiggled her body, hoping the release her pinned arms.

Almost... There. She did it. Using all the little strength she had still possessed she pushed against the heavy metal object that pinned her to the ground. It was smooth against her bloodied, shaking hands.

The piece lifted easier then expected. It stayed against her hands mid air before it lost balance and tumbled to the side. A filling cabinet. A file cabinet? What was a file cabinet doing on the her? What was she doing in the floor?

She turned to look at her other surrounding. Smoke filled the destroyed room. Tables, chairs, and paper flown in all different directions. The wall facing the door was nearly blown apart. Almost as if a bomb had went off.

A bomb?

Had someone planted a bomb? She looked around quickly, searching for any sign of a fire or gas leak. Breathing a sign or relief at least for the small miracle only caused her to lapse into a coughing fit.

The rustling of the desk near by pulled her from her thoughts. Standing on shaky legs, she walked over to the source of the noise. Her senses peeking, as did the incessant ringing common with those near exploding bombs.

"Rossi?" Rossi was also struggling to stand, clearly disoriented, probably in part due to the bleeding gash on his head. He looked up as his name was said. "You're bleeding."

"So are you." He finally was able to steady himself. One hand braced on the wall for support, the other extended, pointing toward JJ's cheek.

Her hand pressed lightly to the spot Rossi pointed out. Sure enough, her hands came back coated with fresh blood staining them.

"What happened?" Rossi said, his eyes tracing over the room. "Where's the tea-" His voice cut off, as JJ followed his gaze to the shiny black female boot, lying half hidden beneath part of the ceiling.

Without a word spoken the both have jogged, half stumbled over to the prone form of Emily Prentiss. JJ dropped to her knees, pulling fallen debris from her friend, repeating her name over and over. Hoping for some response.

"Hello?" A new voice called, unfamiliar in tone. "Oh God." the voice struggled in a gasping breathe. "Is anyone here!"

"Over here!" Rossi called, "Call an ambulance!" The man emerged at the door frame, trying to move the half attached door to get a better view. "Don't just stand there, I said go call an ambulance!" He yelled through gritted teeth. The man obviously taken back by the anger radiating from the bleeding man before him, shuffled back, nearly falling, before running back out of view.

Rossi dug into his memories, realizing that Morgan had to be near. Looking for any signs of movement or any unidentified lumps. Not 10 feet away, Rossi would have betted his life that he saw a lone finger buried among the rubble.

"Morgan." Grabbing the finger in a loose grip, the arm it was attached to came up easily. Throwing the bits of ceiling off, his stomach only turned as his fingers slipped on the blood soaked pieces. Finally he saw his face, he looked as if he was sleeping. Except for the blood soaked lips and shallow breathing. "I found Morgan." Rossi yelled over the sirens. The police from the next town over must have come.

The county had only about 8 cops total. 4 had been off duty, and 3 had been out in the streets. Leaving only the Sheriff and the team.

7 people in the building, and 3 left unaccounted for.

So if people are interested enough and want me to continue then in the next chapter it will be a small flashback and then we see what happened to the rest of the agents.

For what I have planned, this story will in all accounts be a sequel with the same villain(s). I don't want it to be like every other story, so I hope it's not.

Click that review button over there and tell me what you think? Should I continue?

This chapter is also a little shorter then what I hope to do. I wasn't sure if anyone would like it, as it isn't the normal sequel so to speak. Hopefully the chapters will be about double this.