"What do you have for us?" Morgan asked as Garcia popped up on the screen of the laptop.
"It's slow going but I've found out the most current foster homes for the girls and some about their background."
"Tell us, Garcia," Hotch instructed.
"Okay, Natalie was living with a Greg and Harriet Olton. They had just recently became foster parents. Her father was never in the picture and her mother died of a drug overdose when she was three. She's been in the system ever since. Addison was living with a Nancy Michaels and a Pamela Robertson. They have a total of four children in their care, but Addison was the only girl. She was taken from her home last year when the neighbors reported that her parents repeatedly abused her. Both parents are in jail. Last but not least Sofia known to everyone as Sofie is currently living withRon and Courtney Jacobs. They are caring for four children. One girl who is nine and two twin boys who are seven. Sofie was put in foster care when she was three. Her father killed her baby brother, her mother, and tried to kill her. She survived and was put into the system. She was found to have been repeatedly sexually and physically abused," Garcia finished.
"Have you found any connections to the kids yet?" Rossi asked.
"Not yet, other bossman, but I'm working on it."
"Okay, thanks, Garcia," JJ said disconnecting the connection and turning to the team.
"Reid when we land I want you and JJ to go talk to the foster parents of the two dead girls. Rossi, you and I will go to the crime sceens. Emily, you and Morgan go talk to Sofie's foster parents. See if you can find any connection. See if they knew the other two girls." Everyone nodded and began preparing to land.
"I hope we can find her before it's too late," Emily commented as they pulled into the driveway at the Jacobs house.
"Me to, sweetheart. Me, to," Derek murmured. Climbing out of the black SUV they made their way to the door and rang the bell. A small boy with freckles on his face answered the door.
"Hi, are your mom or dad at home?" Emily questioned the small boy.
"Yes, ma'am," he answered softly before moving back into the house and calling out.
"Mom!"
"What is it, Cody?" came a woman's voice as she walked into the foyer. Her eyes widened at the sight of Morgan and Emily standing in the doorway holding out their badges.
"Can I help you?" she asked nervously.
"I'm Agent Morgan and this is my partner Agent Prentiss. We're from the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit. May we come in?"
"We want to ask you some questions about your foster daughter, Sofie," Emily explained.
"Uh, yes, of course you can," she stammered moving back to allow them into the house. Morgan and Emily exchanged a brief look at the flash of anger and disgust they saw flash in the other woman's eyes. The little group made their way into a living room that seemed to clean to have four children living at the house. Turning to her foster son Courtney addressed him.
"Cody, go play with your brother and sister." Nodding the boy made his way silently from the room. Once the three adults were seated Emily spoke up.
"Where were you when Sofie went missing?"
"I was in the kitchen making the older kids a snack. Sofie was taking her afternoon nap. I heard shattering glass and a scream so I ran into the girls room. When I got their I saw a man pulling her out the window. I couldn't get a clear look at him. Sofie was kicking and screaming and I couldn't think straight. You'd think I'd be used to it by now," she mumbled to herself.
"Be used to what by now?, Mrs. Jacobs?" Morgan asked.
"What?" she asked in confusion.
"You said you thought you'd be used to it by now. What exactly is it?" he clarified.
"The crying and screaming. It seemed that was all she ever did. I wanted to send her back to her last home but we need the money badly." Emily could feel her temper rising. The child was missing and all this woman cared about was the check the state gave her for Sofie's care.
"Was there anything in particular that would make her cry or scream?" the female agent asked.
"When my husband would come near her," she answered. "All of the other children had no problem with Ron, but everytime she'd scream no don't hurt me, I be a good girl."
"You didn't think that was strange?" Morgan asked bewildered.
"I don't know, I don't know him all that well. We've only been married a few months. Someone told me that it's easier to convince the state that your a reliable foster parent if your married and I wanted more money," she answered carelessly.
"What was she wearing when she went missing?" Emily growled barely able to control her anger.
"A blue sundress and socks. She wasn't wearing shoes of course since she was napping." It was then that Morgan realized he hadn't seen her husband.
"Where is your husband, Mrs. Jacobs?" he asked.
"I don't know, he's been gone this week." The two behavioralist shared a look.
"You mean he's been gone an entire week and you weren't worried?" Emily wondered incredulously. Courtney shook her head.
"Look, agents, like I said, I didn't know him that well. Another foster mother told me that I should marry someone so the state would give me more kids. They're more likely to give kids to a two parent household."
"So how did you come to marry Mr. Jacobs?"
"I posted on a site that I was looking for a husband and he answered my add. He said he'd been a foster parent before but he'd lost his kids to another foster home," she explained. "He was so happy when we got Sofia. He said something that didn't make any sense, though," she broke off.
"What did she say?" Emily prompted.
"I've got my girl back." Bingo thought Morgan and Emily.
"Do you have a picture of your husband, ma'am?" Morgan requested. Nodding she reached for a picture and handed it to him.
"Thank you, if you don't mind we'll take this with us. We'll be in touch," Morgan stood, ending the interview.
"I think Ron Jacobs is our unsub, Hotch," Morgan said into his phone as he and Emily headed for Dallas PD.
"Why do you think that, Morgan?" Morgan relayed the information Courtney had given them.
"I just talked to JJ and Reid, apparently one of the kids at Addison's foster home saw his face for a brief instant, but was too scared to say anything until now. They're bringing him down to the station to have a sketch artist draw the face. We can see if he identifies Jacobs in the picture," Hotch concluded.
"Okay, see you there in a few," Morgan said hanging up and putting the SUV into gear and speeding towards the station.
"This is Patrick Wallace, Patrick, these are Agents Hotchner, Rossi, Morgan and Prentiss, guys this is Patrick," Reid introduced the shy young boy.
"I hear you saw the man who took your sister," Morgan said conversationally.
"I saw his face," the boy answered softly.
"How old are you Patrick?" Rossi wondered.
"I'm 10 years old," he said.
"If we show you a picture of a man, do you think you could tell us if he was the man you saw?" Hotch questioned. Patrick nodded as he clasped his hands in his lap. Pulling the picture from the folder he had put it in, Morgan slid it across the table to the boy. Patrick looked down then back up at the agents. His eyes were wide and he looked like he was about to cry.
"Is that the man you saw?" JJ asked.
"Yes it is," he said. Instantly Morgan dialed Garcia.
"Office of the all-knowing, how may I help you?" she greeted.
"Baby girl, search for a Ron Jacobs, any addresses he has where he used to be a foster parent anything," he commanded. They could hear the keys clicking as Garcia's hands flew across the keyboard.
Esser," Reid said.
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"He was a foster parent at a home with two other foster parents. It was a home for kids until a more permanent home could be found. It says he was fired from that home due to claims of child abuse but they were never brought to court.
"Theres the stI'm looking at the list of kids that lived in that home, and guess what?"
"All three girls lived there," JJ replied.
"You got it, sunshine. It says his home address is 2288 Broadway but that he owns a lake house at 998 Lakeland Drive," she read.
"Okay, let's go, people!" Hotch ordered heading for the SUV's.
"Hotch, do you think that the wife is in on it?"
"I don't know but it's always a possibility," the older man answered.
Twenty minutes later the team as well as a half dozen officers were surrounding the house. They were preparing to break down the door when they heard gunshots. Morgan, Prentiss, and Hotch rushed the back of the house while JJ, Rossi, and Reid rushed the front. The carnage made the seasoned agents stop in their tracks. At some point in the last hour or so, Courtney and the other children had joined Ron and now Courtney, the two boys and the older girl were all dead on the floor. Ron Jacobs was holding Sofie by her hair and holding a gun to her head.
"FBI! Freeze and drop your weapon. Put your hands where I can see them," Hotch demanded. Ron was so surprised that his grip on Sofie loosened and she scrambled to safety. Once the little girl was out of the line of fire JJ fired her gun hitting him squarely in the chest. He was dead instantly. Sofie was curled in the corner rocking back and forth. Emily moved slowly towards the traumatized child.
"Hi, Sofie, my name's Emily, do you want to come with me?"
"Y-y-yes," she whispered. Nodding Emily held out her hand and Sofie grasped it. Once she was close enough she threw her arms around Emily's legs in a tight hug. Smiling sadly Emily easily lifted the tiny body into her arms and began comforting her.
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Statements given and paperwork filled out the BAU team plus Sofie was sitting in the conference room they'd been given talking. Sofie who had freaked out at the sight of so many men at first was now curled up in Morgan's arms sound asleep. Once Emily and JJ had assured the little girl that all the men would never hurt her she leaned out of Emily and towards Morgan.
"Hi," she greeted softly giving him a tiny smile.
"Hi, sweetheart," Morgan responded holding out his arms to her. His heart melted when she launched herself into his arms.
"What about the kids in the Jacobs house?" Reid asked.
"The other two families have requested to take them. All accept Sofie," Hotch told them.
"What will happen to her?" JJ wondered.
"She'll be put back into the system. They'll put her in a temporary foster home until a more permanent home is found," Rossi said. Hotch could see the wheels turning in Morgan and Prentiss's head. He had a pretty good idea what they were thinking and he supported it. No two people in the world would give Sofie a more welcoming and loving home then Morgan and Prentiss.
"Okay, out with it, you two," he prompted looking at the couple.
"We'd have to talk to the girls, but we want to foster her with the hope of adopting her someday," Emily answered for both of them. JJ, Rossi, and Reid turned startled eyes on their two friends. Everyone held their breathing waiting for Hotch's reaction.
"I think it's a wonderful idea. You would provide her with a stable and loving home environment which I know she's never had. I'll smooth over anything I need to with Strauss. Why don't you go call and talk to the girls. We can watch Sofie for you," he offered. Nodding Morgan gently eased the sleeping child off his lap and laid her on one of the chairs covering her with a blanket one of the officers had provided. Taking Emily's hand they walked into the hall and after finding a quiet spot called Garcia to talk to their girls.
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"Hey, you two, do you want to talk to the girls?" Garcia asked once she'd picked up.
"Yes, please," Morgan said.
"Okay, hold on, hey kiddos, it's Mommy and Daddy," Garcia called. They could hear two pairs of running feet then the excited squeals of their daughters.
"Mommy! Daddy!"
"Hey girls, your mom and I have something very important to talk to you about, so I need you to listen, can you do that?" Morgan asked.
"Yes," they answered together.
"Okay, so the case we had to work on included a little girl. She's four-years-old and her name is Sofie. She doesn't have a home and," Morgan broke off as Lexi spoke.
"She can live with us!" she cried.
"Yeah, everyone needs a home," MJ said matter-of-factly.
"I'm glad you feel that way because that's what we want as well," Emily said. "We would be her foster parents at first, but we want to adopt her and make her a part of our family.
"She may need a lot of attention and help at first are you two okay with that?" Morgan cautioned.
"I'll help, daddy. I help with Lexi," MJ said.
"I know you do, so your sure your okay with t on the other end of the phone smiling proudly.
"We have two of the best girls ever, babe. So selfless and loving," Morgan said.
"Yes we do," Emily agreed. "Now let's go make it three of the best girls ever."
TBC?
A/n, I know it may seem strange for Morgan and Emily to involve the girls that much but it's their house and their family to so they should have a say.
Please read and ?" Both girls answered in the later today. We love you," Emily said.
"We love you to," the girls replied before hanging up leaving their parent
"Okay, we have to go for now, but we'll see