A/N First of all, I wanna thank CrazyPainter for the feedback. Feel hugged.

And now, have fun with the new chapter.

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Rossi gently knocked at Hotch's apartment door. "Who's there?" Penny asked carefully. Renee and the children were sleeping, Penny did not want to wake them up.
"It's me, Dave."
Penny opened the door quickly. "Oh, Rossi. Thank God," she whispered. "What about the car?" She dragged Rossi in.
"Renee?"
"She's asleep on the couch, with the children. Now tell me, Dave."
Rossi sighed, "it was an attack, clearly, Garcia. According to the forensic scientist from NCIS, brake hoses were punctured."
Penny put her hand to her mouth. "But who would have targeted our little angels? The children didn´t do anything to anybody and Renee is so harmless, she cannot even kill a spider."
"It is not about Renee or the children, Pen. It's about Hotch. He is the ultimate goal. Whoever this UnSub is, he wants to Hotch. And he knows very well, that´s the only way to hurt him. Renee and the children. If anything should happen to them, then that would be Hotch's end. "

"I know," Penny agreed softly. "What can I do?"
"Team up quickly with Gibbs from NCIS, Garcia. You must check on everyone who has expelled threats against Hotch. Who is still in jail, which will be the majority, who is at large, eventually. I know it's bad, Hotch isn´t here to help. But we need to find the guy, as soon as possible. "
Penny nodded. "I´m on my way. Did you speak to Hotch, meanwhile?"
Rossi shook his head, "there is still no service. But I was talking to Reid, he and Blake are with the forensics, in autopsy. The location where the bodies were found is quite a way, deep in the woods. Hotch, Derek and JJ won´t be back, until night."

Garcia frowned. "Hotch will be mad, I swear. What will we do with the three of them? We cannot leave them here, alone.", she said.

"Why not?" Renee had woken up and sat up carefully. Her shoulder was hurting and she felt a little dizzy, but she did hear Penny's last sentence.

Rossi helped her to her feet and led her away from the children, into the kitchen.

"Because it wasn´t an accident with the Jeep, Renee. Someone has tampered your brakes and accepted that you and the children got hurt...or worse."
"Because of Hotch? And do you think this...this bastard might come here? In our apartment? Dave, I cannot imagine that."
"You could imagine your brake hoses being punctured? I´m gonna take you and the kids to Jess and me, just to be safe. And to Hotch´s reassurance."

Renee put her hands on her hips, "but if the guy is so dangerous, then Jess and the baby are in danger. I don´t want this, Dave." Renee sounded energetic. If something happened to Jess or little Callie, because of her, Renee would never forgive herself.
"I feel safe here, Dave. Our door has security locks and this is the 5th floor. No one can break in through the window."

"And the rooftop, what about that?" Penelope asked.
"If he rappelling from a helicopter, like James Bond, then sure. But otherwise? The other roofs are too far away, no one can jump that far." Renee ran her fingers through her hair, "This is really serious, right?"
Rossi nodded. "Hotch would want you and the kids in protected space, Renee. And I can take care of you. So get your stuff together, Garcia will give you a hand. Until we have the guy or Hotch has returned, you and the kids stay with Jess and me."

Penny took care of the childrens stuff and thought of Gibbs. She moaned softly, his eyes were so damn blue. She was aware, Gibbs was a couple of years ahead. But frankly, Penny didn´t bother that, at all. His growling manner was more of a problem. Whether he was always like this? Well, she would find out.

Penny had to smile, what did Rossi say? Team up quickly with Gibbs? Penny was laughing, teaming up? She would set this Agent Gibbs on fire. Ablaze.

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Hotch, in the meantime, was fighting along with Derek, JJ and two Rangers to get through the dense snowfall. They were able to take a look at the crime scene and already do some guesswork, then everything happened very quickly. The sky darkened and it suddenly began to snow like crazy. After a short discussion the Rangers Jessup, Pete and Jake, decided to seek an older cottage, which was formerly used as a Ranger station. A shorter distance than back to the car.
"It´s not far, couple of minutes!" Pete Jessup roared against the storm. Derek snorted angrily, that´s what he now heard repeatedly. Maybe not far in Minnesota wasn´t the same as in DC. He felt freaking cold, he was hungry and over again he had the feeling of being watched. Before him JJ came to stumble, Morgan prevented her from falling down.

"You ok, JJ?"
She shook her head, "I am, I believe, already dead. I do hate snow! I want palm trees, beach and a cocktail, Morgan!"
Derek had to laugh, despite of his bad temper. "I'm afraid this is not going to happen, JJ. But I can offer you a foot massage, whe we finally arrive at that accursed hut. And, sex on the beach is Will´s job, when you´re back home.", Morgan grinned.

Jake Jessup patted Morgan´s back. "Over there it is!" Morgan believed actually, seing a building shimmer through the snow. Whereby, building, Derek thought five minutes later. Warped Something would meet the heart of the matter probably more than building. But basically it was a safe place. Derek just wanted to get out of the cold, the wet and away from the ... uh ... bears.

Pete Jessup and Hotch were the first who entered the hut. Surprisingly there was burning a cheerful fire in the fireplace and something stewed on the stove.
"Not necessarily set up for a visit," grumbled a man in the corner. He wore homemade clothes made of suede and fur and was a giant, at least 2.10m, Hotch estimated. And he was brawny. Someone, who would have no difficulty to overwhelm well-trained men and break their necks like twigs. Hotch involuntarily checked his weapon.

But the most serious, Derek recognized, when he stumbled into the hut, after Hotch. Morgan flinched with horror and nearly ran over JJ and the younger Jessup brother. The man's accompaniment was a huge black bear, who fixed Derek with his eerie bear eyes.

The man patted the bear on his back, "don´t you panic, Mohawk. Are this all of you city people, or is there more of you?" James Redford, only known as 'The Indian' took a critical look at the new arrivals.
Two of them were Rangers, he knew them by sight. The remaining three, identified by the Indian immediately as city people, were completely unknown to him. The first seemed to be the leader, he exuded authority, although he looked as he was half frozen. The second was a colored man, who was shaking like an aspen leaf, unlike the leader not only because of the cold. The Indian briefly grinned. His little Mohawk looked wild, but was a peaceful soul who had never done any harm to anyone. The last visitor was a petite, young woman, who was sneezing heartily. The Indian was not necessarily fond of company, but he had a feeling he could have made it worse.

Pete Jessup took the cap off his head. He knew, of course, who was standing in front of them. "Hello, Indian. I just hope you got your ...um...pet under control. I'm Pete Jessup, these are the Agents Hotchner, Morgan and Jareau with the FBI in Quantico and the tiny one back there is my brother Jake. We´re here to investigate the dead bodies, that were found in the woods. Have you heard of it? "

"Hardly to overhear and to overlook the hordes trampling through this forest, Jessup. But now you should warm up and eat something, the stew is almost ready. I hope you like raccoon."
JJ gasped audibly. "Raccoon?", she repeated shocked.
The Indian laughed, "Yes, Missy. It tastes like veal, you´ll like it."

Hotch shook off his down jacket and tried to ignore the bear. Now he was lying like a dog beside a rocking chair, blinking lazily.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr.?"
"Indian will do, Hotchner. We will spend the night here together, what it looks like. Since we have time enough to talk about the death, that came into the the forest. I can see that is burning on your nails."

Derek, meanwhile, was still stiff as a board. He was absolutely certain that he wouldn´t leave this hut alive.

Derek began to sweat, here rests Derek Morgan, he thought. Eaten in the line of duty by a black bear. Well thank you very much ...