•Chapter Five {Home Is With Family}•

Ashley's POV~

We chatted the whole flight. It was a short one, only an hour long, but I still had to endure another five.

We got home. I went to the house and grabbed my bag then off to the airport again. I boarded the plane and endured the four or five hour flight.

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I finally made it to D.C. The first thing I did was look for Joey. I found him and the guys minutes later, in a Starbucks.

"Joey?" I ask.

"Ashley?" He turned around. I ran to him and jumped as he wrapped his arms around me, supporting me. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him. "Miss me?" He laughs.

"You could say that." I smile.

"I missed you too." He says, kissing me.

"I thought about you the whole time." I whisper.

"How's your arm?" Alan asked. I got off Joey and stood up.

"It's okay. Doesn't really hurt much." I laugh. "Do you remember Lilah Emik?" I ask.

"Yeah. We went to the same church as children. Why?" Joey asks.

"Her parents, uh, were one of the victims." I sigh.

"Oh." Joey gasps.

"But we caught the psycho." I smile, "One less in the world."

"That's true. Good job Ash." Chad applauded.

"Thanks Chaddy!" I smile sweetly.

"You're lucky that you're cute." Chad sighs.

"Yeah. She's a cutie, and she's mine." Joey says, with a hint of jealously. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"Joey, babe. Calm down." I whisper.

"I'm sorry." He whispers back.

"Is Joe jealous?" Chad teases.

"No." Joey mutters.

"Sure." Caleb joins in.

"Okay! Maybe a little." Joey admits. "But Morgan shouldn't be calling you babygirl. That's my job."

"Don't worry about Morgan. I'm all yours." I smile.

"Good." He smiled, kissing me.

We all went back to the bus. We talked, while Joey was holding me. After a while the guys got tired from their last concert. I wasn't tired, so Joey stayed up with me.

"I missed you so much." I whispered, kissing him.

"I missed you too." He smiled.

He held my waist as he kissed me. It ended up being super heated. His hands were on my lower back, his fingers barely under the hem of my blouse, and my hands were crossed behind his head, laying on his neck. He pulled away and looked at me, "Promise me, that you'll always be my baby."

"I promise. I love you too much." I smile.

"I love you too." He smiles back. I yawned, and snuggled up to Joey.

He picked me up and carried me to his bunk. He laid down with me, and he wrapped his arms around me as I cuddled into him. He kissed my head before I fell asleep, "I love you, baby."

"I love you too." I whispered, barely awake.

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I woke up to my phone going off. I groaned and rolled over, hoping it wasn't another case. I looked at it, a freaking text from Morgan.

"Really Morgan?!" I mutter to myself.

"What is it baby?" Joey asks.

"Just Morgan, being annoying." I answer, I roll back over to face to Joey.

"What does he want?" He asks.

"I don't know. If it was an emergency, they would call." I answer. Then my phone went off again. I sigh, and roll over to check it.

"Who is it now?" Joey asks.

I sigh, "Hotch. We're assisting a case in North Carolina."

"We were just there." Joey says.

"Yeah. Something about a girl being found murdered in a restroom out in public." I say.

"What does that mean?" He asked again.

"The Unsub is probably brave, not afraid of security or police presence." I answer.

"Wait, did you say in North Carolina?" Chad asks.

"Yeah. Why?" I answer.

"It was rumored that a girl was found dead in the restroom during our concert." Chad sighs.

"Oh my." I mutter, "This is what I was afraid of."

"What do you mean?" Chad asked.

"I was worried that I was putting you guys in danger." I sigh.

"Calm down. We're not in danger." Joey soothes.

"But you don't know that. My boss lost his wife to a serial killer they were tracking. A co-worker of mine was kidnapped by an unsub. Another was also kidnapped. I can't lose you guys due to my job." I explain.

"And you won't." Joey whispers.

"We're fine, Ash." Chad assures.

"I can't lose my only family." I mutter. "These people, you don't know what they're capable of."

"You won't lose us, baby. We're safe, don't worry." Joey reassures.

I sigh, worrying about my only family. Chad went to the front, as Caleb and Alan were still sleeping, and I snuggled against Joey again. I rolled over, facing him. He kissed my head, "Baby, it's okay. You're gonna stress yourself out."

"I just can't get the possibilities out of my head. Baby, I love you and I can't imagine my life without you." I whisper.

"I love you too." He says back. I lay my head on his chest, just laying there. In a comfortable silence, only to have my phone go off again. I sigh.

"Who now?" I ask. I roll over to look.

"Who is it?" Joey asks.

"Penelope!" I cheer.

"Who's that again?"

"Penelope Garcia. The technical analyst. She's bright and cheery. She actually helped me a lot on our first case." I explain.

"That's good." Joey whispers, while kissing my neck. I quickly text Penelope back, her wanting know how my two-day vacation is going.

"Ugh. I have to get up." I whine.

"Why?" Joey whines along with me.

"I have to video chat with the team, since I'm not there. And I doubt that they wanna see me like this." I laugh.

"What? You look beautiful." He whispers.

"I need to at least brush my hair." I say.

"But I don't want you to leave me." He whines.

"I'll come right back." I laugh.

"Fine. But hurry back." He agrees. I laugh then get up and walk over to my bag. I pull out my hair brush, brush out the tangles and then put my hair up in a pony. I replace the brush with my iPad.

I sit back on the bunk and FaceTime Garcia.

"Hey, doll!" Garcia cheers as her face pops up.

"Hey, Garcia. The team there?" I ask.

"Yeah. Gimme a sec!" She smiles.

"She is bright and cheery." Joey says.

"That I am, Stamper." She laughs. "Guys, Ash is calling!" The team files into the room as she puts my face on the giant screen.

"Did she just call me Stamper?" Joey mouths. I nod and slightly laugh.

"Hey, Ash." Spencer and Emily smiles.

"Hey guys. So what's up with the Victim?" I ask.

"She was found in Charlotte. Name was Anna Conti." Garcia informs.

"What building?" I ask.

"The Uptown Amphitheater." Spencer answers.

"That's where we played." Joey informs. I sigh, and shake my head slightly.

"Anything else?" I ask, once again.

"Cause of death was strangulation." JJ says.

"Well, by the crime scene, being out in public; the Unsub isn't affected by security or police presence." I inform, "The concerts get pretty crowded, and there's a ton of security."

"We've played there plenty of times, and there seemed to be more security than normal afterwards." Joey says.

"Thanks Stamper squared." Emily smile.

"Hey, Garcie. Could you send the photos to my phone?" I ask.

"Sure doll. Be there asap!" She says, as she gets on her computer.

"Thanks." I smile.

"When could you be here?" Hotch asks.

"Tomorrow. That's when my flight leaves." I inform.

"Alright." Is all Hotch says.

"Anything else that could point to a partical profile?" I ask.

"The crime scene itself is a quite somewhat secluded place. It's the area surrounding the crime scene." Rossi says.

"So the Unsub had to have had a ticket. Otherwise they've couldn't have gotten in." I say.

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