4 years, 38 hours, 25 minutes, and 42 seconds

Spencer Reid was at it again. He got up in the morning did his morning routine as usual, but was a little sloppy today. Spencer also rushed too, and going to the phone booth wasn't part of his morning routine. Latley, it has been. Every Sunday. At a different phone booth, each time he goes to look for one. It was one of those slightly cold, but too cold mornings in Virginia. Once he found a phone booth, he called his mystery woman, Maeve. There was always a process when it came to contacting Maeve. Spencer had to call her, hang up, then wait for Maeve to call that number. It was such a process because Maeve had a stalker. No the type of stalker who bumped into you on the street, and became instantly in love with you with one glance. The type of stalker who would make every aspect of their perfect plan to make sure you suffer. Spencer dialed Maeve's number, hung up the phone and waited. Suddenly the phone rang, but it wasn't Maeve on the other end. It was a computer generated voice. "Zugzwang" the deep, manly computer generated voice said. The computer voice repeated it again. Spencer panicked but he knew what he needed to do. He needed to contact his team. The BAU. Spencer walked through the BAU doors, he contacted his team leader, Aaron Hotchner. The team really just calls him "Hotch."

"Hotch, I need your help!"

"What is it Reid, you sounded serious on the phone?"

"It's a long story, I contacted a doctor who helped me with some problems, but she had a stalker, so we couldn't meet. But now I think she's in danger."

4 years, 39 hours, 58 minutes, and 26 seconds

The team was gathered in the Round Table, the room where the team discusses their Morgan, Jennifer Jareau, Penelope Garcia, David Rossi, and Spencer Hastings all took a seat in the Round Table and Spencer explained everything from the first time he contacted her to the phone call at the phone booth. The first thing Hotch said to do, was to let Garcia find Maeve. The only thing they knew about her was that she was a doctor, and her name was Maeve. With Garcia's mad computer skills, and some small details Hastings picked up from the E-mails Reid and Maeve exchanged, the finally managed to find her. Hotch then sent Jareau and Morgan to her house.

4 years, 41 hours, 32 minutes, and 8 seconds

Morgan and JJ, Jennifer Jareau, arrived at Maeve's apartment. They knocked but no one answered, which was strange, because Maeve was on high alert and the door was unlocked. Morgan opened the door a crack, then put up his hand to signal to JJ to proceed with extreme caution. Morgan takes out his gun, then JJ. "Maeve Donovan, this is the FBI, are you home?" Morgan announces in his deep FBI serious voice. "Clear!" JJ announces to Morgan. "Clear!" Morgan repeats to explain that no one is in the house. They see the glass coffee table broken, so Morgan and JJ assume the stalker pushed her on the coffee table. Then the stalker knocks her around her apartment then captures her. That is when they realized this was a case.

4 years, 41 hours, 57 minutes and 33 seconds

Morgan and JJ are on their way back to the BAU, but at the BAU, Hotch calls in Maeve's parents. Hotch puts them in the interrogation room, even though it is not an interrogation. Rossi interviews while Hotch and Reid watch from the other side of the one way glass. "Did Maeve ever seem, anxious or paranoid to you lately?" Rossi asks Maeve's parents. "Well to be honest, we haven't kept in touch lately. She thought she had a stalker following her around, so we wanted to keep a distance, but we bought an apartment for her to stay in so she could live close to home." The mother, Ella, explained. "Was there anyone you know that would've been capable of something like this, or would want to do this to Maeve?" Rossi questioned again. "Ezra!" The father said quickly without even taking a millisecond to think about it. "Her ex-fiancé, bossed her around like he was her slave. I couldn't stand it. Finally, Maeve found the guts to break it off." Byron continued. "Byron!" Ella said in a demanding voice that was meant as a signal to cool down, and take a breath. "Yes, that is true about Ezra, but I wouldn't say 'bossed around like a slave'" After a couple more unimportant questions, Byron and Ella left, and the search was on to find Ezra Fitz.

4 years, 42 hours, 23 minutes and 58 seconds

The team joins up in the Round table to discuss what they had so far. The only thing they really knew for sure, was that they have a life on the line, and that she is missing. They didn't have a lead at all. Hotch just ordered Garcia to find Ezra Fitz. Once Hastings heard that name, she jumped. She was about to mention that she knew him, but two people came bursting through the doors of the Round Table. It was Emily Fields and Hanna Marin. Hastings was shocked. Once she saw their faces, she felt as if time stopped and her two best friends have returned to her, but Spencer didn't show her happiness because she was still an FBI agent. "Hanna, Emily! What are you guys doing here?" Spencer questioned immediately. "We came because we were worried about Aria!" Emily explained with her serious look she always had in a situation. "Yeah, Byron and Ella told us that she was missing, we thought you would be the one to tell us Spence," Hanna continued, disappointed and with a tiny bit of anger in her that Hastings didn't tell them Aria was missing. "What? Aria's missing, when did Ella and Byron stop by, what is going on?" Spencer wasn't just confused, but angry that there were so many questions flying across the room. "Byron, and Ella were the names of Maeve's parents, how do you know them?" Rossi brought up then added another question to fly around the room. Garcia, finally found an eligible photo of Maeve to show the team and Emily and Hanna. It was a photo of Aria Montgomery, under the name Maeve Donovan. "That's Aria." Hastings mumbled under her breath in a shocked looked on her face, but her mumble was loud enough for everyone in the Round Table to hear. Then Hastings's phone rang, she got a text, so did Hanna, and Emily. Both of their phones rang, alerting them that they got a text. They already had an idea of who it might be. At that moment it had officially been four years, fourty-one hours, 35 minutes, and fourty-six seconds without A.

4 years, 41 hours, 35 minutes and 47 seconds

Hastings, Emily, and Hanna all reached in their pockets to take out their phones to answer the text message from A. "I'm guessing that happens a lot with your phones, and that you don't like the sound of that." Morgan guessed, and he was on a roll. Hastings, Hanna and Emily had scared looks on their faces. "Oh my God!" Hastings whispered. "This can't be-"Emily said so scared she couldn't even finish her sentence. "It is" Hanna answered. "We have so much catching up to do," Emily reads from her phone in a shaky voice. "See you soon," Hanna reads from her phone with a shaky but strong voice. "P.S. Aria says hi, and bye just in case." Hastings read from her phone with a strong, angry voice. "Kisses –A" They all say together. Reid is upset, that no one is explaining to him what is going on. He stood up to get everyone's attention. "Hello! Maeve is still missing, or Aria, or whatever! I don't care what her name is. I just want to hold her, I want to touch her face, I want to see her warm and gentle smile. I want… I want… I want to save her. Just please explain what is going on!" Reid did sound upset, and sad, but he mostly sounded broken. After he demanded to know what was going on, he sat back down, then curled up in his chair, sad. Finally they explained.

8 minutes and 16 seconds

The story really began in high school with Alison. Alison had control over the girl. The entire time they have been friends there was only one game they would play, and it was follow the leader. After Alison disappeared they explained how they grew apart. Then a year later, Alison's body was found. Before they actually found the body, they were receiving texts, and notes, it was from A. The messages were about secrets only Ali knew, and they thought they were from Ali, it wasn't. After a year of threats, and murders, and horror they finally found A. It was Mona Vanderwaal. She was known as "Loser Mona" to Alison. Mona loathed Alison. After she was caught, she was put in Radley Sanitarium. Once Mona was locked up it was five months without A, and senior year was about to start. It seemed like A rose from the dead, even though Mona was in the nutty farm. She had a partner. "Look we could keep going on with this story that has went on for like four years, or we could find Ezra." Hasting protested. "It has already been eight minutes an sixteen seconds with A, and we don't have a lead." Hastings proved as she looked at her watch, thinking she was absolutely helpless in this case. "Well I can find out who sent the text if you gave me your phone." Garcia brought up, shining a light on something good. Once she looked at the phone Hastings gave her, and connected it to her phone, she knew it was going to take a while. "Since the number is blocked, its going to take me a while before I crack this." Garcia explained to everyone. "Great, we don't have a while!" Reid yelled angrily. "What if you had someone else helping you with the phone, someone with the same amount of your skills?" Emily asked hoping that she would have a positive answer. "Yeah, sure, but Kevin is not as fast, and doesn't have the same skill. Who else could we get? Garcia asked. Emily stared at Hanna, and Hastings figured out where Emily was going with this. "Hanna, call Caleb!" Hastings suggested in a demanding voice. "What? No! We can't risk his life too!" Hanna disagreed strongly. "He won't be in any danger." Morgan said to make Hanna agree. "He will stay in here the entire time," JJ added. Hanna took out her phone, called Caleb, and stepped outside to talk.

15 minutes and 33 seconds

Once Caleb arrived at the BAU, and met up with