When Emily gets to work the next morning she heads straight to JJ's office. She closes the door as she enters. JJ stands and moves to her.

"All okay?"

Emily nods. "Yeah. I just…needed to see you."

JJ can see the fear in Emily's eyes. She pulls her close. "It's okay to be scared, Emily. God, I wish I could have skipped that damn meeting this morning."

Emily runs her hands over JJ's back, drawing strength from the petite blonde. "Babe, I don't think it would help your career to skip a meeting with Director Ryder. Not even with the Prentiss family connections."

JJ smiles. "True. But I still hate I couldn't be with you."

"I know, sweetheart. I know." After a couple more minutes, Emily pulls away. "I guess I need to get to my desk."

JJ nods. "Yeah."

Emily starts to go then stops. "Wait! I'm an ass. Your test results?"

JJ smiles. "Passed with flying colors. One down, two to go."

Emily pulls her close and gives her a kiss, security cameras be damned. "I knew you could do it. I'm proud of you, Jennifer."

"Well, I had good teachers. I've learned from watching all of you over the years. It really helped," she admits.

"I'm sure it did. I'm glad we could help."

With one last kiss, Emily heads out to get started on her case files. Morgan sees her and raises an eyebrow. She grins and nods. He smiles back and goes back to work. She drops into her chair and settles in for what should be a calm Wednesday at the BAU.


Thursday morning JJ walks into the bullpen.

"Morgan, have you heard from Hotch?"

Morgan shakes his head. "Not since he left last night. He sure wasn't looking forward to a 3 hour drive with Straus."

She frowns. "So they didleave last night as planned?"

Morgan nods. "Yeah. They left about 5:30. They had a breakfast this morning and their presentation was the first one of the day."

"Well, I just got a call from the conference director who is pretty pissed they didn't show and didn't bother to call."

By now Prentiss and Reid are listening, worry etched on their faces.

Morgan stands. "Not good. Get Garcia to track their phones and the GPS in whichever car they took. I'll give a call to the state police to see if they know anything."

"Right." JJ hurries out to get Garcia searching.

Morgan sits down to call a contact he has with the Virginia State Police. Emily moves to stand beside Reid's desk, wanting to hear Morgan's side of the conversation. She looks down at the genius.

"Reid, give Rossi a call. He's should be on his way down there. Let him know what's going on and tell him to watch for…well, anything, I guess."

Reid nods and dials Rossi's number. He frowns as it goes straight to voicemail. "Hey, Rossi, it's Reid. Call me back as soon as you can. Hotch and Straus didn't make it to Mountain Lake and we're not sure why. Thanks."

He looks up at Emily. "He might have been in a dead zone, right?"

Emily just shrugs. "Maybe." But her gut tells her something is wrong. Three FBI agents missing is probably more than a coincidence.

Her musings are interrupted by Garcia rushing into the bullpen. Her face is a mask of panic. "Their phones have been off since about 7:30 last night and the GPS on their car died around the same time."

"Died? How does a GPS die?" Emily presses.

"Either the battery died or it was turned off," Garcia explains.

"Okay. Get back to your office and see if you can find Rossi's phone. Also get us the coordinates of the last known location for Hotch and Straus."

"Right!" Garcia turns and hurries off.

At that moment Morgan hangs up the phone. "State police have no record of an accident. They're contacting the locals along the route Hotch would have taken to see if they have anything. My buddy'll call me as soon as they know anything."

"Reid tried calling Rossi but it went to voicemail. Garcia's tracing him now."

Morgan nods. As one the trio moves towards the analysts' office. As they enter they hear her talking to her computers.

"No, no, no. You better tell me something better than that. That makes no sense and I just won't stand for it. Ooo, you brat, that's what you're going to tell me anyway. No cookies for you!"

Morgan can't help but chuckle at the dynamic woman. "Baby Girl, what do you have?"

She doesn't turn from her system, just keeps typing away, hoping for a better answer. "Rossi's phone and GPS are also offline. And, scarily enough, it happened right around the same place as those of Hotch and Straus."

"Okay. Send the coordinates to my phone and Emily's. Let's grab JJ and a couple vehicles and head that way. It may be nothing but better to be safe than sorry."

Emily nods and heads for JJ's office as Reid goes to get keys to two SUV's. Morgan looks at Garcia.

"Garcia, I want you to keep our phones and GPS on your systems. If they so much as flicker, call us. I'm going to stagger our leaving by half an hour. That way if something happens to one it won't happen to both."

Garcia nods. "Got it. Let me know which Tahoe's you take and I'll add their GPS to my tracking system." She steps closer. "Derek…they're okay, right?"

Morgan sighs. "I don't know, Baby Girl. But keep a positive thought, okay?"

She nods. "Okay. Be safe."

He smiles at her. "Always."

Morgan and Emily leave first. JJ and Reid pace impatiently until the half hour is up. As they drive, Reid looks at JJ.

"Do you think it's an attack against us?"

JJ shrugs. "Maybe. Or it could be just an accident. Maybe they hit black ice or something? I mean, it was in the Blue Ridge."

"Could be."

The two look at each other and say simultaneously. "Doubt it."

JJ just sighs. She calls Francesca and warns her she and Emily may be late. As she hangs up, she stares out the window, her mind obviously on more than just the case at hand.

"JJ? You okay? You seemed worried this morning. Is Emily…sick or something?"

JJ shakes her head. "No. She's fine. She…Spence, swear you won't say a word to anyone. Only Hotch knows and he only knows because he has to know."

Reid frowns. "Okay. I swear."

JJ smiles. "Emily went to get her eggs harvested this morning. She's going to try to have a baby." Her smile broadens. "Our baby."

Reid grins. "Really? That's great! Is that what all the studying has been about?"

JJ looks at him. "How did you know?"

"I saw you two at lunch the other day. I was going to join you but realized you were studying. Since you were studying profiling and she was studying about being a liaison I wondered if something was up."

"And you didn't say anything?" she says wondrously.

Reid shrugs. "I knew you'd tell me when you wanted or needed to."

She reaches over and takes his hand. "Thanks."

"So, um, who is…I mean how is…I mean…"

JJ grins. "Well, we were in the middle of discussing that when we got an offer we couldn't refuse. Mark said he would donate."

Reid is stunned. "Really?"

JJ nods. "Yeah. That way Henry will have blood relation to his siblings. Mark's going to sign over parental rights to Emily and me so he'll just be the uncle." She pauses. "Are we crazy?"

Reid shakes his head. "Of course not. It's a good idea. I would have been worried if you'd gone the anonymous donor route. I like that my nieces and nephews will know their family history."

"Me, too. That was another big selling point."

Before she can say more her phone rings. She answers quickly. "Yes, Em?" She listens…and pales. "Oh, my God. We'll be there soon." She hangs up. "Hit lights and sirens. They found both cars at the bottom of a ravine."

Reid swallows nervously as he turns on the emergency beacons and speeds up their SUV.