A/N: Sorry it's taken me sooo long to update, but this is the third and finally installment of what I've taken to calling the "Sophie Saga", I wanted this to be the cream of the crop so I've taken great pains with the plots, the characters and the action of course! This first one is short, but the second chapter will be up my mid week this week. Thank you so much for all the positive reviews, the great ideas and constructive critisism, it really does help!

A tv announcer was expounded the same facts over and over again. " Today a woman has been taken from the Quantico area and the man believed to have her is driving a white late model BMW, the man is believed to be armed and dangerous and if seen you should contact the FBI number on the bottom of the screen immediately."

This same message had been playing for the last 15 minutes, Prentiss and Hotch had stayed behind while Reid had recruited Morgan (who needed very little convincing) to canvass the most likely routes Noble had taken out of the city. Morgan was battling rush hour traffic while Reid was going over his calculations over and over, trying to ensure their accuracy, if he was wrong and chose the wrong route, the wrong destination Sophie could be dead in minutes and that thought made him forget to breathe, he had started to turn blue when Morgan looked over. "Reid! Reid man which way?" Morgan had come to a fork in the traffic. "Uh…. Left sorry." Morgan made the turn fast and hard ignoring the annoyed honking of the other commuters. "You think he's going to the airport?" Morgan asked as he turned onto the expressway which lead to the international terminal of Arlington airport. Reid took a moment again to answer, he still hadn't gotten this whole breathing thing down yet, it was like Sophie was oxygen, he hadn't realized how much a part of him she'd become. "Do you think we did the right think by keeping the fact she's an agent out of the press?" It had been his idea, he had thought he was protecting her. By withholding that information, he was hoping to take some of the pressure off Noble and therefore maybe give Sophie a chance to…" He knew the statistics and for the first time in Spencer Reids' life, numbers didn't matter.

"We're gonna find her kid, she's coming home safe." Morgan had said this with the reassurance he knew the occasion called for and even though he had all faith in his team and in his own abilities he prayed he was right, something he didn't do often. Reid seemed to begin a normal breathing rhythm again. "Turn right here, yeah right down this service road." Morgan looked puzzled by the instruction but had learned over the years that second guessing the kid was foolhardy. A long concrete road stretched out in front of them, Morgan could see what looked like a dock up ahead, the shipping yard, on the river was behind the airport. "I think he's taking her by ship, more likely an international shipping tanker with lots of places to hide, I've called the harbor master and instructed him not to let any ship leave this dock, if he has her still he wouldn't want to risk flying, he knows he's be arrested as soon as they landed, this would be the only way to get her out of the area, I just wish I knew why he took her." Reid's voice quavered at the last bit, he was a ball of emotions he'd never felt before, rage, protective instinct and an all too familiar vein of pure determination.

Sophie's head was bleeding, she didn't quite know from where, but she knew she was because it was falling into her eyes. Her hair was matted to her head and she couldn't move her arms or legs, she felt a dull aching in her neck and knew she had been injected with some type of narcotic. She hadn't made it easy for Noble, she kicked and screamed, punched and bitten him, he had howled in pain before he had yanked her by her long hair to the ground and kicked her in the ribs, which she thankfully couldn't feel at the moment. He must have waited until the guards had gone on a coffee break, she knew if anyone had heard her he never would've gotten out alive. She was trying to look around her, to listen to what was happening outside. "Okay, Sophie, think. It's dark, we're obviously on the move, he knows the whole Bureau will be looking for us. Where is he going? It's not like there's anywhere to hide in U.S. they wouldn't find us." Just as she was beginning to get her bearings, she felt the car go up an incline and come to abrupt halt after leveling out again.

Prentiss and Hotch were hovering over Garcia as if somehow their presence would somehow make the cyber world work faster. "Newer model cars usually have GPS systems, have we checked to see if Noble's beamer had one?" Garcia tried (unsuccessfully to hid her chagrin at the question) "Emily, really? Who do you think I am sweetheart?" "Right sorry." Prentiss looked genuinely embarrassed, but everyone in the room understood how critical it was to find Sophie as soon as possible. Hotch was leaning up against the far desk on the left, "Garcia, can you access the NSA satellite system? It could give us a clearer picture of the paths he took once leaving the BAU. Access the system by any means necessary, that's a direct order from me." Hotch had added the last part as Garcia was about to tell him that she had no "official" access to those databases and doing so could put her in hot water with the brass. "Yes sir." Her fingers flew over the keyboard and she immediately dialed Morgan. "Hey Baby girl. You have something for us?" Morgan knew she was in no mood to be frisky. "I think he's headed to the shipping dock, I hacked into the NSA database and from his movements after he grabbed our girl that looks like the most likely place."

"That what Reid thought, we're headed there now, he already called the harbor master, no ships are leaving the port." Morgan was just starting to think they would be taking Sophie out for drinks after this until Garcia spoke again. "Sweeties, I just spoke to the Harbor Master, he says someone matching Nobles description just drove onto a foreign freighter and when the Harbor patrol tried to board, they pulled out semi-automatic weapons and opened fire. The ship was headed full steam for international waters. The three patrolmen are en route to the hospital now. I've already called the coast guard but they're at least an hour out." No sooner had Garcia finished her sentenced that they say flashing lights and sirens flying past them in the opposite direction. Reid felt sick to his stomach, Sophie was on a ship with a homicidal maniac, on board a ship that in a few hours, he would have no jurisdiction over. "Garcia what was that ships port of origin?" Reid was trying to process all the information he'd just received. "China, it's a commercial Chinese freighter." Reid's level of terror could not increase but he knew what Noble was going to do to her, he knew why he'd taken her now and now more than ever he had to find her before they reached international waters.