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I woke up from the sound of shuffling from the room. I sat up and looked at the door, turned on the lamp from the nightstand and waited.

"You waited?" Luke said as he came to my side of the bed.

"I woke up from your heavy feet you be dragging around the house." I smirked, grabbing his tie and pulling him closer. He got on top of me.

"Its 6 in the morning Hazel. Dont you think it's early?"

"When has that stopped us before?"

"You're right." He took off his jacket, tossing it to the side and flipped me over, I laughed as he kissed my neck. "You dont gotta go to work right?"

"Nope." I popped the p. "Im all yours." Lukes hands ran across my body, gripping my hips towards him. "Hmm." I hummed. I took off his shirt and managed to take off mine. "I need you." I whispered to him.

"I want you." Just as he got on top of me, my phone rang. I growled and to see JJ calling.

"No!" I yelled. I picked it up the phone and answered. "Hey JJ."

"Hey Hazel, sorry to wake you, but we got a case, more like a terroist type of problem." I threw my head back, while Luke continued to kiss my chest.

"Yeah, see you in a few." I hung up. Luke laid back, watch me angrily tossing the blankets off and walking to the closet.

"Hey." He walks up behind me, hugging me from behind, placing gentle kisses on my back.

"When I get home, i will pay you back." I said as I picked out my suit and heels.

"Or we can go into the shower." He whispers softly in my ear. I turned around and bit my lip. "Save the water."

"I got 10 minutes." I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"Thats all I need." He picks me up and heads to the shower. "Imma make you so weak." He growls.

—

I rushed into the building, having seconds to spare, my legs felt like jello, and it wasn't working out since i had to run. i went straight to the conference room, JJ, Garcia, Reid and Emily were there. Made it in time.

"Emily! Hey!" I greeted as I gave her smile.

"You guys know each other?" Spencer questioned.

"We met a few days ago, when you had that case about those two killers." Emily smiles, I took a seat next to her, Hotch, Gideon and Morgan came in.

"Everybody, meet agent Prentiss." Hotch introduces as he didn't make eye contact with anyone.

"Derek Morgan." He sticks out his hand.

"Emily Prentiss." Emily reaches out and shook it.

"We can make nice later. What do we know?" And back to work we go.

"The DEA raided what they thought was a hardened meth lab right here, in Northern Virginia, but they found this instead." JJ showed us a photo of the what looked like a weapon of some sort, a bomb, onto the screen.

"That could be a dispersal device for a chemical weapon. Sophisticated."

"Homeland security's thinking Al Qaeda." The extremist Salafist militant organization, it can be possible.

"They've developed devices that span the spectrum of sophistication, some as simple as soda bottles and paint cans." Spencer, the brains. I find so cute, i just wanna keep him. I mean, who wouldn't?

"They're called al ikhteraa. Literally "the invention"." Everyone was surprised by how Emily know that. Spencer was even surprised.

"They are." He agrees on her statement.

"Do we know what the biological or chemical agent is yet?" I coughed.

"No, not yet."

"The cell members bailed out through a tunnel. The DEA recovered a nextel 2-way and managed to intercept a message." JJ sets down the paper. We all hovered, Emily, grabbing it, reading it. "That's not the transcript. It's... "

"No, it's in arabic." She looks through it. "Our friends surprised us and eloped. We can no longer wait for the wedding as planned. We can deliver our gift at the next crescent." Emily read the paper, without hesitation. Shocked. I like her. Emily looked at us all. "I lived in several middle-eastern countries growing up."

"Next crescent?" Gideon asks her.

"Muslims sometimes use a lunar calendar. I'd have to look it up... "

"Next crescent moon is in two days." Garcia cuts her off as she types away.

"So whatever they're planning to do, it's probably going to happen in less than 48 hours." I sighed in disbelief.

"That sounds like it."

"Payment for the nextel is linked to this man." JJ puts on a new photo on the screen, the possible culprit. "Jind Allah."

"Literally "soldier of God"."

"That's pretty poor operational security for a sophisticated plot." Derek leans back on his chair.

"Two months ago, Jind Allah was captured leaving the U. S. Using a forged pakistani passport via Richmond international airport. He's been held as a ghost detainee in Guantanamo Bay ever since." JJ speaks more about Allah.

"So technically, he doesn't exist." Garcia looks up from her laptop.

"Soldier of God isn't a name."

"No, it's most likely a name taken on for the Jihad, meaning struggle. Extremists claim it's a holy war." Emily tells us more.

"Yet the words "holy" and "war" never appear together in the Qu'ran."

"Do we know his real name?" Gideon looks up at JJ.

"CIA interrogators have gotten nothing out of the guy."

"And they want us to break him?" I hesitated.

"We do know from past intercepts that he's a recruiter. He came into this country to assemble the omega cell, a sleeper cell with an unknown mission."

"We have 48 hours to do what the CIA hasn't been able to manage in two months." Doing their job, as if we dont having one.

"We could be looking at the first attack on our soil since 9/11." Just as Gideon said that, shivers went down my spine.

—

Hotch had sent Reid, Emily and Gideon down to Guantanamo Bay, to talk to Allah, leaving me, Hotch, JJ, Morgan and the wonderful Penelope Garcia here at HQ. but, Hotch and Morgan went to the crime scene. I sat down, looking through the paper work, the files, the stuff they saw at the scene.

"Hey, lets go with Garcia." JJ's head peaks out from the doorframe, smiling at me.

"Better then reading hours about this guy." I closed the files, taking them with me.

"So, you with anyone?" JJ swings her arms. I chuckled softly.

"Asking me out JJ?" We laughed.

"Garcia has been talking about it non stop." Of course. "Do you?" We reached Garcias office, I saw her typing away, looking around her computer covered walls, souvenirs of little animals and glitter pens.

"I cant say." I eeked. I really wanted to them that Im dating Luke, i really do. Its just hard. "What the heck is going on here?" I said as we entered her lair, looking at the tons of codes on the screen.

"The NSA is routing all messages to us for language analysis. You know, rumor has it, much to my chagrin, that during national security emergencies, our fair country turns all of its satellites homeward and records all electronic traffic in the whole U. S. A."

"Is this even legal?" JJ asked her.

"Yeah, I don't really want to think about that right now." The two of us grabbed a seat and sit next to Penelope. "Somewhere in this slew of chatter could be a shred of something that could save a whole lot of lives."

"All right, well, cross reference gift with wedding allusions. They'll be consistent with their code." I told her, referring to the transcript that Emily read about.

"Here's something." We got closer to the screen. "It rained all over the wedding, but the gift is waiting in the barn."

"When was that call made?"

"Looks like just over two hours ago."

"Okay, Let's run the words "barn and "wedding" through." JJ tells her, clicking the keyboard.

"The wedding will now be held at Vincent's barn off Link and Annandale."

"Wrap the gift for delivery." JJ finishes. I pulled out my phone, already dialing Hotch.

"That's not a gift I wanna get. I'll call Hotch." I stepped to the side.

"Yeah, Hazel." I heard him from the other line, putting him on speaker.

"We think we just found the cell's backup location. It looks like a construction site in Annandale, Virginia. Sounds like they may have another device ready to arm."

"I'll get agent ryan to organize another raid. And notify Gideon and Reid."He demanded.

"Okay." We both hung up.

"Ill call Reid." JJ steps back and called them.

"Want anything, coffee? Tea?" I asked Garcia before I went to grabbed us something for lunch.

"OH! those little cupcakes that Anderson brought? Please?" I cracked a smile.

"Of course mi Reina." Garcia smiles as I closed the door behind me. I made me and JJ some coffee, and brought some cupcakes. Wobbling back to Garcia, slowly, trying not to spill anything on me.

"How did a terror cell get its hands on anthrax without a single lab reporting a security breach?" Garcia told us, finishing our lunch, laying back, helping out.

"Would we know if a foreign lab had a breach?"

"A foreign lab? Actually, no." JJ and I looked up at the TV, the news was on, the Annandale had an explosion. I quickly sat up.

"Uh guys, isn't Annandale where Morgan and Hotch are?" I pointed out.

"That's not a gas main explosion." She whispers. It was the bomb. Penelope quickly dialed Derek. "Please pick up. Please pick up. Please pick up." She kept repeating. Garcia had sat there. "We saw the explosion on TV." She finally answers. "Oh, God." Penelope sighs. We could hear what Derek was saying, she had her ear piece on. Penelope was almost on the edge of crying, JJ and I comfort her by rubbing her back. Then she smiled. Their okay. "Do you need anything?" The call ended shortly.

"They're all right?" JJ wondered.

"Yeah. We lost a S. W. A. T. agent." We sighed. We got a call from the one and only CIA. JJ and I went to get more coffee and tea for Garcia. We went to the breakroom, munching on the snacks as the brew were getting hot.

"Nice ring. Who gave it to you?"I bit my lip.

"You are not going to give this up huh?"

"Not a chance." I licked the frosting off the cupcake. "Definitely not a engagement ring."

"Profiling me now?" We laughed. "We met in Highschool. Thats all im going to give you." We carried the cups back to the office.

"How goes with the CIA?" I hummed as I placed Garcias cup down.

"I don't know what Gideon said to them, but they are feeding me information like crazy."

"They sure do generate intelligence."

"Yeah. Hopefully not too much to interpret." I took a sip from my cup. "Most of these tips are so new they haven't even been authenticated yet." We started to read them.

"Yeah, but there's nothing in the established information that's remotely helpful. Wait a minute." Another screen pops up. "Anthrax."

"What?" I shook my head in confusion.

"Genimmune. A dutch biotech firm reported that they may have had a security breach involving anthrax last week."

"May have?" I hissed.

"They're still doing a security and inventory sweep, but they may be missing up to 20 grams of lab grade anthrax."

"20 grams."

"Could potentially kill a quarter billion people." We snapped a look at each other. Oh no. JJ made out a text to the CIA, shortly after that.

"CIA is funneling you their dutch terror watch list." She told her, putting down her phone.

"Ok, I can cross reference that with any port of entry information we have as well as customs and immigration enforcement."

"You know, it would sure be a lot easier if there was some type of control with all this information." I let out a big sigh.

"Oh, dream on, Haze. No one wants the other kids peeing in their sand box." I smirked, shes clever. "Tariq Muhammad. Dutch citizen, islamic convert. Traveled here 4 days ago under his original name. Andre Janssen. And we have the address he listed on his customs form." JJ called Derek, tell him about Tariq. Hotch and. Derek came back, nobody was at the address, they left and now we got a lead on were they left to go. Emily called me.

"A shopping center. A mall. Its a grand opening tonight not long after sunset. That gives you an hour." Garcia found the mall. We got them, they're heading to Mclean.

"On my way to tell Hotch." I quickly ran out of the office, finding Hotchner. "Aaron!" I ran to him. "Grand opening of the USA mall today. It's the third largest in the country, and it's right smack in the middle of McLean, Virginia."

"Let's move." They stormed out. I went back to Garcia, waiting on a response from the team. Nothing, waiting was nerve recking. My leg bounded as we heard nothing back. Then a ring. I sat up. Garcia nods.

"They got them." We all sighed again. We did it.

—

I came late, i went to sit on my bed. Luke wasn't home yet, still at work. Today was stressful. I just curled up with the blankets and listened to music. Pretty late at night to listen to music but I wasnt tired.

"Hola baby." Luke opens the door, hiding something from his back. He placed a kiss on my lips. "Sorry im late."

"Dont be." I got out of the covers. He pulls from behind his back, flowers. My favorites, tulips. "You didn't have to."

"But I wanted to spoil my girl." I gave him another kiss. "Sleepy?"

"No." I said quietly. He runs his thumb over my cheeks. "I just want to be in your arms."

"Okay." Without hesitation, Luke kicked off his shoes, his clothes, watch to the side and came into bed. I wrapped my arms around him. "Everything okay?"

"Just a long day." He kisses my forehead and turned off the light. Him playing around with my hair made my eyes droopy, and then I was out like a light.