Title: Bumps in the Road Part 2: Where's my Wife?
Author: Trista Groulx
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own these lovely people, they belong to their network, creator, writers, actors and actresses who bring them to life. Don't sue you'll get debt and makeup and skin care products.
Summary: Reid and Prentiss are happily married, but sometimes work and bumps get in the way of what they want.
Notes: I know that was a cliffhanger eh? I have a few more up my sleeve, and some drama. Then I'll be back to the happy smoopsies and fluffy wuffies, you'll see why at the end.

Reid looked up and saw the very cocky young detective Allan coming back into the station. He was surprised to see that he was alone. He had left with Prentiss a few hours ago, and Prentiss was not yet back.

"Where's Prentiss?" Reid asked.

"Who?" asked Allen.

"Agent Prentiss, Emily Prentiss my wife, the agent who went with you to canvass the neighbourhood."

"I thought she came back here. She looked pretty pissed when I last saw her. You'd think a beautiful woman would be used to being told she is gorgeous."

"You were hitting on my wife?" Reid asked, picking up his phone, and dialing Prentiss' number.

"I just told her she was hot, man. When she got all pissy with me I backed off. I didn't realise she was married." The detective went into his office.

"Emily answer the phone," mumbled Reid listening to endless ringing on the line. "Come on, Emily." He dialed the phone once again, and got no answer.

He went into the conference room where the Hotch, Rossi and JJ were. Morgan was still out with another detective canvassing. Reid was white as sheet, the three members of the team looked up, and knew there was something wrong immediately. It was not often that Reid looked that worried and lost.

"Spence?" JJ asked softly, putting her hand on his shoulder to comfort him, knowing there was something wrong.

"It's Emily," said Reid, surprising the team since he always called her Prentiss when they were at work. "That idiot detective Allen just came back. She didn't. She's not answering her phone."

"All right, we'll find her, Reid," said Hotch.

Reid fell into a chair, running his hand through his hair. He was feeling guilty. He should have gone with her like she had asked. He knew that the geographical profile needed to be done, but she didn't often ask him to go with her like that. He should have known something could happen. He never thought for a second that the detective she was with would leave her alone. There were rules to follow so that nothing like this happened to agents or officers.

"This is not your fault," JJ reassured him. "Emily is tough, you know that, she'll be fine."

"I'm just worried about her. If I had gone with her, like she asked me to, this never would have happened."

"That's not going to help right now. We thought we could trust the detectives here," Hotch explained. "Reid I'm going to need you step back from this case."

JJ had excused herself to make a few phone calls. First she called Morgan back to the station. She then called Garcia to see if she could track where Prentiss' phone was, or had been. She hoped that they would get some good news.

"Hotch I can't sit on my hands and do nothing. I can be professional even when it involves Emily," Reid defended.

"I know that, but if this is the same person a defence lawyer won't feel the same way?" Hotch asked.

"So what do I do? I can't just sit around the hotel and wait for news. We don't even know yet if this is connected and if you pull me off the case we could miss something. Emily doesn't fit victimolgy for this guy. I'm close something, I just need that missing piece."

Hotch sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "All right, you keep working on what you are working on until we find out if this connected."

Morgan came into the conference room. He knew something was going on, but he didn't know what it could be. He scanned the room and noticed the Prentiss wasn't there, and Reid was looking a little pale. Morgan was glad to not have to be canvassing anymore, but he had a feeling that whatever he had just walked into was going to be worse then what he had been doing.

"What did I miss? What's going on? Where's Prentiss?" Morgan asked.

"She's missing, Allen came back, alone, and Emily isn't answering her phone," Hotch explained, his phone began to ring, it was Garcia. "You're on speaker."

"All right, so I'm thinking that this guy who hurt Emily clearly doesn't know what he's doing. Her phone is still on, and it was super easy to track it down. It's in a residential area, probably in the same neighbourhood she was just in. It could even be in this guy's house."

"So this isn't connected," Rossi stated, relief washing over his face. "The unsub on the original case is too organised to leave her phone on. We'll talk with Allen, and find where her phone is and start a profile for whoever has Emily."

"Rossi, Morgan, go to the location Garcia pinpointed, JJ and I will talk with Allen."

"Seriously Hotch I want some words with that guy!" Morgan snapped. "You don't leave anyone in the field alone!"

"This isn't the time for that, we need to find out what happened to her. You can have your talk with Allen after we find Emily."

"Fine," Morgan grumbled.

"What am I supposed to do?" Reid asked.

"Nothing, Reid, your wife is missing," Hotch replied.

"So are four other men's wives, I can't stop looking for whoever took those women just because we don't know where Emily is."

"Can you keep focused working the original case?"

Reid nodded. "I can't stop. I need the distraction so I don't have to think about what might be happening to her right now."

"All right, keep working on whatever it is you've been working on. If you find your head isn't in it, just go back to the hotel, all right?"

"Sure."

Reid knew he couldn't just wait while there were four other women missing. Suddenly he understood what the husbands must be feeling, and he couldn't just abandon these women. The team had been called in to help for a reason, and he would help anyway he could. Reid wanted to help find Prentiss but he knew he would just get in the way in that case. He began to look over the maps again.

Morgan and Rossi meanwhile went to the parking lot and got into one of the FBI issued SUVs they had, and followed Garcia's directions to where Prentiss phone could be found. They looked around, they were on a residential street. They began to look around, hoping that it wasn't in one of the houses. They were both afraid to call the phone just in case the unsub decided to turn it off when he realised that someone knew she was missing.

"I got it!" Rossi called to Morgan, finding the phone under some shrubs.

Morgan came over, as Rossi pulled back the branches, revealing not just the cell phone, but also revealing Prentiss' wallet, FBI credentials, gun, and the chain she wore with her rings on it when she was in the field. They picked up and bagged all of the items, knowing it was not going to be easy to find her as she had no identification. There was blood on the necklace, and it had been pulled off, and broken.

"So we know this guy doesn't want us to find out that he hurt her. There's no telling where she was actually attacked, or where he might have brought her. Her things were placed here in hopes that we wouldn't find them," Rossi thought out loud.

"Which means we need to re-canvass this neighbourhood and someone here has already hurt an FBI agent today, and we don't know why or how badly," Morgan added.

"We also need to tell Reid that she's got nothing to identify her and we don't know where to start looking for her."

Rossi began to examine Prentiss' gun. He was relived to discover that it had not been fired. He knew that it didn't mean that she had not been shot, the unsub could have had a weapon of his own. Still he was relieved that there had not been a struggle. He had probably surprised her from behind. That couple with the fact that he had ditched anything that could identify her indicated that whoever had hurt he was a coward, and would likely not risk killing and FBI agent.

"I'd hate to be in his shoes right now," sighed Morgan. "So we start knocking on doors?"

Rossi nodded. "Yeah, I'll call for more people after we know where Allen last saw her."

"Does this feel like finding a needle in a haystack to you?"

"A little," Rossi admitted. "But we need to keep looking for her. I'm going to call Hotch and tell him what we've found."

Morgan nodded, and looked around at the houses that were nearby. He thought he noticed curtains moving a home across the street, but thought nothing of it. He knew that would be the first house he would go to when Rossi was done with his phone call. Rossi dialed Hotch and was relieved when he got an answer.

"What's going on?" Hotch asked.

"We found her phone, wallet, ID, weapon, and jewellery. Someone dumped it under a shrub out here. Morgan and I are going to start knocking on doors, but we're going to need help. Anyone in the area could have seen something."

"We'll come out after we talk with Allen, and round up some locals. I'll call the field office and see if we can get more manpower to get this moving quicker."

"You haven't talked to him yet?"

"He went out to lunch. He leaves an agent in the field alone to go missing, then goes out to lunch like nothing has happened."

"I want to crush that little piss ant," Rossi grumbled.

"Get in line, Dave. Looks like he's waltzing in now, we'd better catch him before he goes off on his own again."

"I'll let you talk to him. Good luck, try not to kick his ass. We'll call if we find anything else."

"Thanks, I'll try."

Hotch hung up his phone and then went over to the young detective, JJ following closely behind. The kid had a cup of coffee in his hand, and was surprised to see the two FBI agents coming toward him. He had already told the geeky one that claimed to be Agent Prentiss' husband that he had no idea where she could be.

"Is this about Prentiss?" he sighed.

"Yes it is, she's missing," Hotch said. "What happened out here to make you leave her alone?"

"I told her she was hot. I didn't know she was married to your boy Doctor Reid when I told her. She got pissed off and went her own way."

"You let her go canvass on her own, breaking all of the rules of an investigation?"

"It's not like we were in a ghetto. The woman was pissed, she looked like she was gonna chop my dick off. I might not know a lot about women but I know you back the hell off when she gets that look in her eyes."

"That look in her eyes?" JJ asked. "Seriously, she's also in law enforcement what's the worst she could do give you dirty looks all day? You risk both of your lives and careers over a few dirty looks."

"Lady you weren't there. You don't know what it was like."

JJ rolled her eyes, she could not believe this guy. She wanted to punch him the face. Her friend was missing and he didn't even seem to care that it was his fault. She knew that Prentiss could be a little intimidating when she wanted to be, but he shouldn't have let her go off on her own like that. Hotch also had to keep his emotions in check. He felt like his own sister was missing, but he needed to act like he gave a shit about this kid in order to get the information he needed.

"You were the last person to see her," Hotch explained calmly. "We need to know everything about what you were doing before you went off in different directions in order to find her."

"You saying I did something to her?"

"No!" JJ snapped. "I would hope you are not that stupid. You know what area she might have been in when she went missing. We need to know the last place you saw her, which way she was going, so that we might be able to figure out where we can find her."

Allen looked at the petite blonde woman in front of him. There was something about all the women on this team which made him uneasy. They were all so hot headed, he decided to look at Hotch who seemed to be more level headed, but still angry. Of course the man had looked angry the first moment he met him, so he felt safe talking to him.

"So you need to know where we were when I decided it was better if we just went our own ways?" asked Allen, Hotch nodded. "We were working east up Oakwood on the right side of the street. So I said I'd take everything on our map going east, and she could backtrack west. I gave her the smaller area, and I thought she'd call one of you to come pick her up or join her immediately."

"You don't know Prentiss. Is it normal for you to bend the rules a little around here?"

"Yeah, we work alone when we shouldn't all the time. I didn't think she'd go off on her own. If I thought she might I wudda followed her whether or not she liked it."

Hotch actually believed that kid. "So you just continued canvassing the rest of the houses?"

He nodded. "I gotta say I was surprised when Doctor Reid asked me where she was. She shoulda been done before me. She had under fifty houses to hit before she was done, I had triple that."

"All right let's go to where you last saw her."

"I'm going to go tell Spence what's going on," JJ said, excusing herself.

She really didn't want to go along with Hotch and Allen. Even though Hotch seemed to understand the kid, JJ didn't. All she could see was the person responsible for her friend not being there. Hotch and Allen went to parking lot, and drove to the area where he had last seen Prentiss, making phone calls on the way. He wasn't surprised to discover that Morgan and Rossi were still in the same area. He hoped that this would mean they would be able to find Prentiss quickly, as the unsub seemed to have a very precise comfort zone.

End Part 2

Notes: This one's a little long. I didn't mean to draw this out another chapter. I know the timeline is a little unbelievable, bear with me, working toward something and the muse went crazy twisted.