A/N: Welcome back my wonderful readers! When we last left our heroine, she was chloroformed! Remember, I own nothing that you recognize, but I own my three OCs.

All mistakes are my doggies fault.

S.O.S.

Taylor POV

I walked back into the precinct after the meeting I attended at city hall to see a horrific site. The roof had caved on the conference room where Alli's team was working, but there were only four people there, Alli and Dr. Reid were missing, and I was thinking the worst. Then, I heard a yelp from Interrogation Room 4, and started running like hell. When I got there, I found Dr. Reid with bandages on his shoulder, and one wrist cuffed to the table like a suspect, and a note in his other hand, he was barely conscious. I took the note and read it:

Dear Taylor,

I have your sister, Alissa, I believe a reunion is in order, and how is that profiler I strapped to the table? He still alive? I think you have something I want, but you don't know what it is, do you? Well, if you want your precious baby sister back, bring the profiler boy, Dr. Reid, was it, and yourself to the park on the edge of town at six sharp, and we will figure some things out.

Signed,

Your 'UnSub' As You Call Me.

I crumpled up the note and threw it at the wall. I then tried to wake Dr. Reid. I splashed some water in his face, and it seemed to do the trick. I explained the situation to him, and he said he would go. He looked at his watch, 5:30, we had a half hour to get to the park. I ran outside to my squad car, Dr. Reid following behind, and we set off for the park.

Alli POV

I awoke after what felt like an eternity. I was in some sort of shed of something. I couldn't move, and I couldn't talk, all i could do was blink, and breathe. I heard a door unlock, and Deanna entered the room. She walked up to me and I did my best to play unconscious. She stroked my hair lightly, singing softly, this song:

My old friend, I recall
The times we had hanging on my wall
I wouldn't trade them for gold
Cause they laugh and they cry me
Somehow sanctify me
They're woven in the stories I have told
And tell again

My old friend, I apologize
For the years that have passed
Since the last time you and I
Dusted off those memories
But the running and the races
The people and the places
There's always somewhere else I had to be
Time gets thin, my old friend

Don't know why, don't know why
Don't know why, don't know why

My old friend, this song's for you
Cause a few simple verses
Was the least that I could do
To tell the world that you were here
Cause the love and the laughter
Will live on long after
All of the sadness and the tears
We'll meet again, my old friend

Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye

My old friend, my old friend
Goodbye, goodbye

After she finished singing, she took out her knife and cut my beautiful brown hair two inches shorter. After she left, I cried. I loved my hair; it was shiny and really long. If no one finds me, I'll have pixie hair within the next three hours, I calculated.

Reid POV

We were racing down the freeway to the park when my phone rang, it was Garcia.

"Yes Garcia?" I answered my phone.

"Where's the new girl? I tried her phone, but it was turned off!" the tech announced frantically.

"I don't know Garcia, but did you find anything on Deanna Forelldo?" I replied, changing the subject.

"Well, she has been in and out of prison about five times for minor offences like assault and DUIs, but get this, she owns a storage locker on the edge of town." Garcia explained.

"What's the address?" I asked.

"1422 Harrison Ave." The tech answered.

"Ok, I'll tell her sister, bye." I responded. I relied the information to Taylor and she turned the sirens on and headed for Harrison Ave. When w made it to the storage locker, I pulled out my gun, doing this without my FBI vest. I ran quickly and silently to the door of the locker, and yelled:

"Deanna Forelldo, this is the FBI, open up!" I heard shuffling inside and the door creaked open a tiny bit.

"Oh. Dr. Reid was it? And Detective Sheets! You found my little hideout! Come in! Come in!" the red-headed psychopath chanted, opening the door. I slowly walked in, and immediately gasped. Alissa was tied up and gagged in a corner, her long hair cut down about four inches. I raced over to her, and she opened her eyes, relaxing a little, realizing I was not Deanna. I untied her gag and she let out a huge breath. I whispered to her my plan to get us out. She nodded in agreement, and then whispered back "I'm so glad you found me, did Taylor come with you?" I nodded, and pointed towards the door. I loosened her bindings just enough so she could slid her arms and legs out. When she stood up, she grabbed her gun from its hiding place in her boot. I grabbed my gun from its place on the floor, and slowly creeped back to where Deanna and Taylor were, with Alissa right behind me. I raised my gun, and quietly moved forward, signalling Alissa to stay back. Taylor saw me, and tried to distract Deanna. I got up behind her, putting my gun to her head and grabbing her wrists, I signalled for Alissa to come and cuff her.

"Deanna Forelldo, you are under arrest for 20 counts of murder, one of vandalism, and one for kidnapping and assault of a federal agent." I stated. The red-head said nothing on the ride back to the precinct, actually, none of us talked, but Alissa seemed to be texting someone.

Alissa POV

My wrists ached, but it was no comparison to the pain in my head from the chloroform. I pulled out my phone and texted Garcia:

"I am alive, the UnSub kidnapped me, but Spencer and Taylor saved me."

"Oh thank God! I was super worried when Reid told me what happened!"

"Don't worry, I am very strong, I would not let anybody beat me p that bad."

"Well, when you get back to Quantico, I'm giving you a hug."

"Oh, I have to go, we are back at the precinct."

"Ok, PG out." I put my phone away and got out of Taylor's squad car. I went around and opened the other door and grabbed Deanna's arm and pulled her out. We all walked into the precinct silently, noticing the rest of the team was slowly waking up. Aaron, David and JJ all were fairly uninjured, but Derek had a slight cut on his forehead. They walked up to us, and JJ, noticing the deep red rashes on my wrists, gave me a hug. I told them what happened. We then proceeded to the Interrogation Room. Aaron and JJ went in to interrogate her. I stayed outside the room looking in. About 20 minutes later, they were shaking their heads in disbelief. Then JJ told us what they we told

"Deanna lost her family in an L.D.S.K ring in 2003 in Richmond, Virginia. She was overseas visiting her sister at the time, and when she returned state-side, she got the news her family was killed. She went completely insane, landing in jail five times for DUIs and assaults of a few homeless men. After she was released from prison the fifth time, she started slaughtering families that didn't have mothers. After her last family, she started hunting down old friends and acquaintances, she found out Alissa here was in Roanoke hunting her down. That's why she imploded the roof and knocked us all out. After Spence and Alissa woke up, and tried to interrogate her, she beat Spence with a chair and drugged Alissa with chloroform and hauled her away, binding her and gagging her."

"So wait, I was the intended victim? I found this on David's finger before I was drugged." I questioned, pulling the ring out of my pocket.

"Apparently." Aaron answered, taking the ring from my hand.

"Dave, bag this for evidence." He ordered, giving David the ring. After bagging it and putting it in evidence, David took Deanna out to the SUV and drove down to the federal jail in Quantico. The rest of us said our good-byes to Taylor and climbing into the other two SUVs. Just as we left the precinct, my phone started playing You're Gonna Miss This by Trace Adkins, the preset ringtone for my brother Ian.

"Hey Ian, I haven't heard from you in 3 years, 4 months, 1 week and 4 days." I stated.

"Still a nerd I see, how are you Alli?" Ian joked.

"Well, I started a new job this week, and I was kidnapped by my old college roommate, how are you Ian?" I answered, perking up.

"Well, I called to tell you that I'm getting married, so pretty well!" Ian cheered.

"Oh my God Ian, I'm so happy for you! What's her name? When's the wedding?" I rambled, getting even perkier.

"I thought you'd be happy. Her name is Jade, and probably January. She wants you to be a bridesmaid, because you are my baby sister. Well, the dress fitting s Friday, so pleas meet me at David's back home in Thunder Bay." He announced.

"Oh my God Ian, yay! I'll talk to my boss to see if I can get a few personal days, but I ill defiantly be there! Bye!" I gushed.

"Bye Alli, see you on Friday!" Ian answered, hanging up. I felt happier, perkier, more cheerful. When we arrived back in Quantico, I went to Aaron's office and knocked on the door. After sitting down, I told him about the call from my brother, and the dress fitting back home on Friday. He said I could take a few days over the weekend to go home to Thunder Bay for the dress fitting. After leaving his office, I grabbed my bag from under my desk and went back to my apartment.

A/N: This is the last chapter, I will most defiantly write a sequel, with the dress fitting and another case. What did you guys think? This story was fun to write, and I plan to write a whole series of these stories.