Emily held her scowl as Derek kicked in the door, their guns holstered in front of them as their feet quickly took them into the wracked house. She felt her heartbeat speed up as she went down a hall on her own, the rest of the team checking the seemingly empty rooms. A white door came into her sight, and her fist was firm as she gave a loud knock. "Dale Winters, if you're in there open up. We have a warrant for your arrest and it'll be a lot easier if you just cooperate."

Silence.

She knocked again. "Dale?"

Her hand twisted the doorknob before charging in, hearing her teammates saying their own spiels upstairs as she searched the room. Her head spun as the bed creaked, and her eyes watched as it quickly shook. "Dale Winters?"

"No."

Emily's eyebrows shot up as she holstered her gun, going to her knees before peaking under the bed. There, lying on her stomach under the bare bed was a small brunette girl, maybe four or five years old. Her dark, scared eyes searched out Emily's as the older woman gave a small smile. "Hi sweetheart. Do you wanna come out from there?"

The girl immediately shook her head as she stayed just as she was.

Emily bit her lip before giving a breath. "Sweetie I'm with the police. My name is Emily. You're safe, I promise."

The little girl quickly scrambled out from under the bed and gave Emily just enough time to get onto her knees before wrapping her arms around her neck.

Emily smiled to herself before kissing the little girl's head, wrapping her larger arms around her tiny torso. She stood with the girl in her arms, letting the small brunette wrap her legs around her waist. "What's your name, honey?"

"I'm Halie." She snuggled her face into Emily's neck as she felt the older woman begin to move out of the room. "Thank you."

As they made their way out of the house, Emily felt herself give a breath of relief as she watched Dave shove Dale Winters into the back of an SUV. Her feet quickly made their way over to her boss as she rubbed her hand up and down Halie's back. "Hotch, I found her under a bed on the first floor." She turned her head and gently took Halie's face out of her neck. "Sweetheart, is that your daddy?"

Halie looked into the window of the SUV and watched as the man in the back gave her his best glare. She bit her lip before resting her cheek against Emily's. "Yeah. Is he a bad guy?"

Emily nodded as she looked into Hotch's eyes. "He is."

"Where am I gonna go?"

A/N - Should I continue?