Hello guys! I have decided that I should start writing about Criminal Minds. This is my very first attempt at writing a Criminal Minds story, so please be nice. I plan on updating daily or every other day, I'm not for sure yet because of school. Please, please, please remember to review! They are greatly appreciated and I'll give you a virtual hug! What's better than a virtual hug?! Anyway enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds. None of the characters, except Allison are mine. I just use them for my own enjoyment.

Allison was walking down the street with her headphones in and her backpack filled with books from the library. It was a crisp autumn afternoon, leaves were rustling under her black combat boots. Her blonde hair was flying in the cool breeze as she walked from the library to her house.

She spent most of her time after school at the library, avoiding her house as long as possible. She surrounded herself in law books and books about famous serial killers. She wasn't even interested in the killings themselves, but the killers as people. What went through their mind, why they did it, and what they say about it afterwards.

She was too preoccupied thinking about what she was going to make her father for dinner. She checked her watch and saw that it was already 4:00.
She knew she should have left the library earlier. She quickened her pace and hoped that her father was in a decent mood, but she doubted it.

A red van was slowly approaching from behind her. She proceeded to walk toward her street. The van was slowly catching up to her, yet she didn't have a clue what was going to happen next.

It happened so suddenly, she felt large hands wrap around her slender waist. She heard a scream escape from her mouth as the stranger pulled her quickly into the van.

She was shoved to the ground but got right back up. The petite girl smashed her heal into the mans throat. She desperately tried to open the doors, only to realize they had the child lock on them.

She felt an explosion of pain on the back of her head and then darkness.

"A family is a place where minds come in contact with one another. If these minds love one another, the home will be as beautiful as a flower garden. But if these minds get out of harmony with one other it is like a storm that plays havoc with the garden."

~The Buddha.

Hotch stood at the front of the conference room watching as the members of his team arrived. When everyone was seated around the round conference room table, he began.

"I received a call this morning from the Chief of Police Greenville, South Carolina" he informed his team. "They received reports yesterday of three girls who apparently all went missing within a twenth four hour time period. In all three cases, the girls were walking home, when they were abducted. There are no signs of a struggle or of an abduction except for the last one. Garcia. "

Pictures of three women appeared on the screen, as Garcia began speaking. "From left to right we have first Lauren Hamilton,17, she was walking home from work and never came home her parents reported her missing. They found her body dumped in a ally a few blocks away from her house. The second victims name is Jennifer Thompson,18, she was walking to a friends house and never showed up her boyfriend reported her missing. They found her body behind a dumpster a few block away from her house. The latest victim, Allison Bennett,16, was reported missing by her employer when she failed to come into work yesterday.

Rossi looked at the pictures. "Okay – We have all blondes. They are all in the same age range." he observed.

"Garcia, what can you tell us about these girls?" Reid inquired. "Is there anything that stands out?"

"At the moment, nothing," Garcia replied. "These three all appear to have been leading normal lives, they are all in high school, involved in clubs, play sports. Well rounded students."

"Both the Greenville police and the State police are sending over everything they have on the three girls," Hotch told Garcia.

"If you can organize the information and forward it to our tablets, we can review it on the plane. Wheels up in 30 everyone!"

On board the plane, the team settled down to review the information Garcia had already sent to their tablets. The ride on the plane was mostly quiet. Everyone was studying the case and victims intently. About an hour and a half into the flight, the computer screen on the wall came to life, revealing their favorite colorful technological analyst.

"Okay, you guys," Garcia began. "Now that I have your undivided attention, prepare to be amazed my my mad skills! None of these three girls appears to have ever done anything even remotely unusual. They never have been sent to the discipline office at school. They all have a squeaky clean record. Let's start with Lauren

The first picture appeared on the screen, a blonde-haired girl in her teens. "Here we have Lauren Hamilton was in a cosmetology class that has a salon open and run by the students. She was working with a client and on the way home her car broke down and she walked home from there, when she didn't returned her parents called the police. She had no problems with anyone at school or work. She worked at a small family owned flower shop. She never missed a day of work and was very reliable.

The next picture showed a girl, a little older than Lauren, again with a dirty blonde hair. "Next, we have Jennifer Thompson. She wasn't the best student but she got pretty good grades. She was on the way to her friends house, she never got there, her friend Rebecca Anderson just assumed that she ditched her for her boyfriend and thought nothing of it. Her boyfriend was already investigated and had an alibi for when Jennifer went missing. Like Lauren, she didn't have any problems with anyone. She worked at a small icecream stand a block or two away from where she was abducted. Her body was found behind a dumpster, there were no signs of sexual assult. Her body was found by a homeless man who... Lived in the dumpster.

Another picture appeared. This girl was noticeably younger than the rest. She has medium length blond hair and ice blue eyes. "Finally, we have Allison Bennett. She is a Junior in high school and is currently studying Criminal Justice. Her law teacher became worried when she didn't show up for class multiple days in a row. She called her father, he never answered so and called the police. The local authority's got a tip from a neighbor who heard screaming and saw a girl that looked to be Allison being forced into a red van. Alison woked at a karate academy. She was testing for a blackbelt before she went missing. She worked at the reception desk, checking in the students and signing new ones up. She also helped teach the 'little dragons' class.

"I assume you have checked to see if these girls paths ever crossed?" it was more of a statement than a question from Morgan.

"I most defiantly have," Garcia assured him. "And, as far as I have been able to determine, these three women have never come into contact with each other. They all went to the same school but as far as I know they didn't even know eachother existed." Garcia exclaimed

"Okay Garcia, thank you." Hotch said

"You are welcome boss man! If I find anything you will be the first to know! Over and out chickadees, stay safe! The flat screen went black and with that she was gone.

Hotch looked around at his team and finally said, "Okay. When we land, Reid and I will go to the local police," he began assigning responsibilities to his team. "JJ, you and Emily go to the school. Rossi and Morgan, you can start with their workplaces.

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