Hey there! I decided to switch up the writing and try out a CM fic- mostly because I love this show. =]

This is something that has been floating around in my head for a while, so I know it is short, but if people like it, I will continue it.

I love Emily and so she is for sure in this! =] Please review and let me know if I should continue.

"Derek!" Jennifer Jareau called out. She sighed as the muscled agent took off after a fleeing unsub.

"JJ" The blonde woman turned around at the sound of her name and saw her boss, Agent Aaron Hotchner, approaching her; face stern with a hint of question.

"What happened to Morgan?" He asked, no trace of emotion seemed to leave his face.

"Uhh. The unsub ran and Derek is tracking him down." She said, looking back in the direction he ran. "I'm not sure how far they have gotten." She replied honestly.

Aaron sighed. He knew Morgan was the quickest on foot compared to the rest of the team, but he had no idea where he would be, much less what state he, or the unsub, would be in. "Alright. JJ go back to the office and stay with Garcia. Keep your phone on and ready. I'll call if and when I need you to address the media. Tell Garcia to send me anything she has about the linked crimes."

"Mkay" She responded and grabbed her keys from her pocket. She got into her car and began to drive the 5 minute commute towards the office.

"Clear!" Dr. Spencer Reid called out as he finished checking the first room of the victim's house. He and two other agents, Agent David Rossi and Agent Emily Prentiss, had just received a call from their technical analyst, Penelope Garcia, saying this address was where the unsub's last known location was. The three agents had stayed behind to check the house while Morgan and JJ checked the surrounding area.

"Clear!" Rossi echoed as he checked another room and continued towards the stairs.

"I've got the basement. Reid..." Prentiss began but before she could finish her request, Dr. Reid was already behind her, gun at the ready to check the basement with her.

The two agents proceeded quietly down the stairs, each taking a side of the basement to check as they descended. Once they reached the last step, they evaluated the scene. There were two small rooms on either side of the far back wall. Each agent took a room, after clearing the rest of the open space of the basement.

Reid carefully stepped into the first room and quickly scanned the room. "Clear!" He yelled as he backed out of the room and went to the other rom, which was occupied by Prentiss.

Before he could reach the door, he heard her shout "Clear" followed by an order that she had made into her walkie talkie. "I need a medic at 1539 West Charleston. Repeat a medic at 1539 West Charleston."

Dr. Reid sighed; partly in sadness, and partly in relief. He was upset to know that an innocent person had gotten hurt, but he was glad when she called the medics; that meant whoever was in that room was still alive and had a chance of making it. Shaking his thoughts, Spencer entered the room and saw his fellow worker on the floor next to a frightened young girl. She couldn't be older than 10, and from the first looks Reid got, she had been brutally harmed.

Emily looked up at Spencer and spoke in hushed tones. "Go up to Rossi. I'm gonna stay down here with her. Tell the medics where I am when they get here." She instructed as she slowly moved her hand up and down the young girl's back.

Dr. Reid nodded and made his way back up the stairs to find the other agent. As he reached the top of the stairs, Rossi was coming down the stairs from the second level shaking his head. "Both parents killed in their room. Same pattern as the others. It's definitely him." Reid shook his head as well. "Emily found a little girl downstairs. Harmed but alive. I'm guessing the daughter."

Both agents shook their heads in sadness. They knew that this girl was most likely the daughter of the parents and even if she was able to recover, the emotional toll would be extremely difficult. "I'll contact Hotch." Rossi said, the first to speak, bringing them both out of their thoughts. Reid nodded in agreement and responded. "i'm gonna wait for the medics so they know where Emily is." Rossi nodded in agreement and walked out the door.

Only moments later, the medics entered the house and Reid stood up to show them which way to go.

Reid led them back down the stairs he and Prentiss had taken only minute ago and made his way to the second room. He let the medics enter first and followed, to offer any sort of support. When he entered the room, he heard several different voices, two from the medics, one from Emily, and one from the girl.

"Her name is Rachel." Emily stated to the medics as they knelt down next to her.

"Hi, Rachel. I'm Matt and my friend Tom and I are gonna move you off of this floor, ok?" The man explained as he and the other medic began to put their arms under the girl.

As Emily began to move away from Rachel, she was stopped by her shrieks. "Nooo! Emily! NO!" Rachel's arms began flailing as she tried to push the men off of her and reach for the agent.

"You're ok, Rachel." Tom ensured, but the girl continued to scream. "Emily! Emily! Please!"

This time, it was Emily who spoke. "Sweetie. I'm right here. I need you to be really brave for me, ok? I need you to let these nice men help you."

"Please don't leave me." The girl whimpered as she looked deep into the profiler's eyes.

"Ok." Emily stammered. "Ok. I'll be right here with you." She finished nodding to the medics. "Just let the medics help you up, ok?" The girl nodded in response and allowed the medics pick her up and transfer her onto a gurney. As promised, Emily followed the medics out and into the ambulance. Before shutting the door, she leaned out and sought out Reid, who had been there watching the entire scene unfold in the basement. "Tell Hotch..." She began, but he quickly nodded and said "I know." She smiled as the doors shut and she sat down. She didn't know how he always knew what she was thinking.