Everyone gathered in the conference room, chatting with each other. JJ brung over a chair and stood up the front. "What do we know?"., Hotch asked and everyone turned their attentions to the monitor.
"The DEA raided what they thought was a hardened meth lab, here in Virginia but they found this instead". A picture of a very sophisticated weapon appeared on the screen and everyone looked at it shocked.
"That could be a dispersal device for a chemical weapon"., JJ nodded., "yeah. Homeland Security is thinking Al-Qaeda"., "wow"., Cam shook her head., "wow indeed. ..."., Reid nodded., "...They've developed devices that span the spectrum of sophistication".
Hotch cleared his throat., "do we know what the biological or chemical agent is yet?"., "not yet at least"., Morgan sat back in his chair. JJ looked at the file she had on her hands, reading off it., "the cell members bailed out through a tunnel. The DEA recovered a Nextel two way and managed to intercept a message".
"And what was the message?"., Cam asked and JJ placed a sheet of paper in front of her. Cam cleared her throat., "uh, by any chance does anyone know Arabic? I speak a few different languages but Arabic is not one of them".
"Let me have a look"., Emily said and you passed it over to her. She looked at it for a second and started to translate., "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".
She looked up and saw the entire team looking at her surprised. "I lived in seven different middle eastern countries growing up"., "what does it mean by next crescent?"., Cam asked., "Uh well Muslims sometimes use a lunar calendar. I'm not sure when-".
"Next crescent moon is in two days"., Garcia chimed in and Cam shook her head., "so whatever they're planning to attack is happening in less than 48 hours"., JJ put another photo up on the screen, this time of a man.
"Payment for the Nextel is linked to this man, Jind Allah"., Morgan shook his head., "thats pretty poor operational security for a sophisticated plot"., JJ put the file down., "two months ago Jind Allah was captured as he was about to leave the US using a forged passport. He's being held as a ghost detainee in Guantanamo Bay since then".
"Do we know his real name?"., Gideon asked and JJ shook her head., "CIA interrogators haven't gotten anything. We know from past intercepts that he's a recruiter. He came here to assemble the Omega Cell. A sleeper cell with an unknown mission".
"So we have 48 hours to try and break this guy when the CIA haven't been able to in months?"., Cam said baffled and Gideon shook his head. "We could be looking at the first attack on our soil since 9/11".
The team all looked at each other worriedly and Gideon shook his head., "Reid and Mackley, you will come with me to Guantanamo Bay. The rest of you go check out the that weapon". The team got up, almost simultaneously, heading out of the conference room.,
"Cam?..."., Reid called out., "...Wait up!"., she looked behind her and stopped waiting for him to catch up. "Back there you said you speak a few different languages"., "yes?"., "what languages do you speak?"., "okay, let's see. There's, Dutch, German, Japanese, Spanish and Italian"., "wow that's quite impressive. ..."., he smiled.
"...I speak a few languages myself-"., "there'll be time to chat on the jet. ..."., Gideon interrupted, walking into his office., "...The car leaves in five minutes". Cam felt a hand on her upper back and turned around to see Hotch. "Be safe"., Cam smiled at him and nodded., "you too".
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The jet was in the air. Cam was looking out the window, a book opened on her lap and Emily was watching Gideon and Reid play chess. Cam sighed deeply, looking at Emily to see her fiddling with her fingers.
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