Hotchner told everyone some things that Sarah hadn't told anyone in her reports and Morgan briefed everyone with the new information from the report that had been filed by other people. "The kidnapper seems to find power through taking these kids..." Reid observed, folding his hands together as he spoke. "He is probably a social outcast, he doesn't fit in."

"He has a type... Each child is in young years, five to ten... They all seem to be brunette and either blue eyed or brown eyed." Prentiss said.

"That means he had to have been watching the children closely." Hotch thought out loud, still standing instead of sitting. "Morgan, I need you to call Garcia and ask her to try and narrow down the suspect from what we already know... Uh, white male with blond hair, about six foot and he was last seen wearing blue jeans and a black hoodie. Possibly in his mid to late-20s or early 30s." Hotch told Morgan as he nodded.

"Reid, Prentiss... Try and build up a basic profile for him, he's a serial kidnapper who has some connection to these children to where he can watch them closely and survey them, he probably had someone who fits their appearance taken out of his life recently... Find the stressor."

Prentiss and Reid nodded as Rossi grabbed his coat. "I'm going out to interview a few witnesses..."

"Got it, J.J walk with me." Hotch told the blonde woman as she grabbed her file and walked beside him and out of the room. "This woman has lost her husband, she needs her children back. I need you to set up a list of every sex offender, and kidnapper in this area."

"You got it, boss." J.J said, beginning to walk before Hotch stopped her by grabbing her arm. "I always dread a case involving children."

"I know, sir." J.J replied, a gentle smile on her face as Hotch's face held an icy stare. "We need those kids alive, usually they don't last long. The fact that he has taken five children and they haven't turned up yet says something, he either doesn't want them found or he doesn't know what to do with them."

J.J nodded as Hotch let her arm go. "I'll get right on it, what are you gonna do?" She asked.

"I'll talk to the mother, see if I can calm her down..." Hotch trailed off, sighing. "She needs just as much of a clear head as we all do right now." He explained before walking away from her, J.J went to go carry out her orders as Hotch went for the mother.

"Where is Ms. Barnes?" He asked the officer at the front desk. "She went outside to get some air."

"Front or back?" Hotch asked, his gaze like stone. The officer pointed out front and Hotch thanked her before walking to find her. "Ms. Ba- Sarah, I mean, I need to ask if anyone you know would want to hurt your children?"

Sarah shook her head. Hotch sighed and thought for a minute. "Would anyone be jealous of you for having them?"

"No."

"Would anyone want to get back at you someway and take your children to do so?"

"God, no." Sarah scoffed, crossing her arms. Hotch decided 20-Questions was over for now. "How are you doing?" Hotch asked, sitting down beside her. Sarah breathed in deeply before turning to him.

"Do you have a son, Agent Hotchner? Or a daughter?"

"I have a son." Hotchner confirmed, watching her.

"What would happen if he was kidnapped and you had a limited time to find him?"

"I'd do everything in my power to get him back." Hotch stated confidently, waiting for her response as a few cars honked and the wind blew.

"And what if all you could do was panic and be told to calm down?" Sarah asked him, tilting her head slightly.

Hotch responded carefully, his words short. "I'd probably have a break down, ma'am."

"Exactly, those officers in there won't let me do anything. They keep handing me tissues, they keep getting me water, they keep telling me to 'sit down' and to 'breathe and calm down'. But I can't, my children are missing... My babies are missing and I can't do anything but wait for them to be found- Alive, hopefully!" Sarah blurted out, shaking her head as she shrugged. Hotch sighed, sympathizing for this poor woman. His chest ached as he noticed her crying again.

"I told you, I promised you, we'll find them..." Hotch replied, setting his right hand onto her back to rub it gently. He doesn't normally comfort someone like this, and he doesn't think he minds it.

"Don't promise me..." Sarah whispered. "I don't want you to break it and feel guilty..."

"If I do break it and feel guilty, I will need to. If I make a promise, I intend to keep it. We will find your children-I will find your children, Sarah." Hotch told her as she nodded slowly.

They stayed there for a couple minutes before Sarah rubbed her arms, shivering slightly. "You're cold." Hotch observed, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Would you like my jacket?" He asked the brunette.

"No, then you'd be cold. I should be going in anyway, right? But they might find me and tell me to calm down again if I do..." She joked, her tone light as Hotch smiled slightly.

"Or we can go in and you can tell me about your children..." Hotch offered as Sarah stood. "I'd like that." She replied.

"And we can get some coffee, its cold out." Hotch said, opening the door for her as she thanked him.