Hotch has just pulled into his driveway when the call from Emily arrives. When she tells him what they've found, he pulls back out, calling for an FBI crime scene team to get to the parking garage.

JJ had wanted to take Henry right upstairs but Emily had made her wait, not sure if whoever took Garcia had gone up to the condo. Emily wants to check it out herself but she refuses to leave Henry and JJ alone. She is frustrated as hell. Her legs nearly give out when Morgan pulls into the garage.

"Emily! JJ!"

"Morgan, we're okay." He runs over to them, taking the time to stop and look over Garcia's car. "What do we know?"

"Nothing. I've called the building manager and told him to review the security tapes and prepare copies for us. Morgan, we need to get Henry upstairs. We don't know if…Morgan she could be up there but we couldn't risk Henry," Emily tells him.

He nods and pulls his gun. "I've got it."

He takes Emily's keys and heads into the elevator. The doors have just closed behind him when Hotch pulls in, followed closely by Rossi.

"Status?" Hotch demands.

"Henry was locked in the car," Emily tells him. "I used a crowbar to get him out. I tried to call Garcia but her phone is over there," she points to a blue sports car. "Her purse and computer are in the car. Morgan just went upstairs to check the condo."

Hotch turns to Rossi. "Go." Rossi nods and heads upstairs.

"I've got the manager making copies of the security video. He should have it for us soon."

Hotch just nods, the worry etched on his face. He sees the crime techs arriving. "I'm going to get them going. As soon as Morgan okays it, get Henry upstairs out of this cold."

Emily nods, looking towards her wife and son. JJ has Henry tucked inside her own coat and Emily's overcoat is draped over them both. The brunette has the fire raging inside her to keep her warm. Her phone rings and she grabs it.

"Yeah, Morgan?"

"She's not up here. It doesn't look like anyone has been here since your cleaning service on Wednesday," he tells her.

"How do you know they were there Wednesday?"

"They left you a note."

"Oh. The techs are here and Hotch is working with them. I'm bringing JJ and Henry up."

"Okay. After you all get up here we'll head down to help Hotch."

"Right. See you in a couple," Emily agrees, knowing she can't walk away from her wife and son right now. Once the fear subsides a bit, she and JJ will throw themselves into the search. But for now they needed to make completely sure Henry is okay. Emily walks over to the two beautiful blondes.

"The condo is clear. Let's get him upstairs."

JJ just nods, letting Emily lead them to the elevator. Emily is scared by how quiet JJ is. She hasn't spoken since calling Morgan. Emily keeps them both wrapped in her arms the entire ride. As they exit they find Morgan and Rossi waiting for them, their guns ready. Emily is touched beyond words at their protective stance.

"Thank, guys," she says as they pass.

JJ heads straight upstairs with Henry. Rossi lays a hand on Emily's arm.

"You know if the target had been one of you, Henry would have been taken." Emily nods. "Make sure she knows that, too."

Emily takes his hand and squeezes. "I will. Thanks, Dave."

The two male agents head out. Emily locks up behind them, knowing Morgan still has her keys. She heads up to the nursery to see to JJ and Henry. She finds JJ changing him into warm pajamas.

"Is he okay?"

"He still feels cold, Em. I'm scared."

Emily walks up behind JJ and wraps her in a hug. "Look at him, Jen. He's sleeping peacefully. He tired himself out crying. It probably kept him warm, too. He's going to be just fine. If you want, we can take him to the doctor in the morning for a full check up. Okay?"

JJ nods. She turns and let's Emily pull her into a hug, her tears won't stop. "I keep thinking…what if…what if she had gone to her place. If they had taken her there…we'd have never…he'd have been…oh, God, Em…he'd have died in the car!"

Emily holds her tightly, trying to fight her own fears back. "But he didn't. He is alive, Jen. We found him. He's okay. But when we find the bastards that took Pen they'll pay for what Henry's gone through. I swear it."

The two women stand there, watching over their son until Emily's phone rings.

"Hotch?" She listens. "Okay. We'll meet you in the living room." She hangs up and looks at JJ. "The guys are on the way up. Are you up for this? No one will blame you for sitting this out."

JJ takes a deep breath and wipes the traces of tears from her face. "She's my best friend. And I know she did everything she could to protect Henry. I'm in."

Emily smiles and kisses her. "I knew you would be, Agent Jareau."

As they walk out of the room, Emily grabs the baby monitor off the charger. As they get downstairs the guys are coming in the door. Hotch moves to JJ and lays a hand on her shoulder.

"Henry okay?"

She forces a smile. "Yeah. He's sleeping. But I need to take him to the doctor tomorrow to be sure."

Hotch nods. "Of course. Whatever he needs."

JJ looks down to hide the tears in her eyes. "Thanks," she chokes out.

Emily rubs her back but looks at Hotch. "What are the techs saying?"

"So far there is—"

Someone starts pounding on the condo door. All 5 agents pull their sidearm.

"JJ! EMILY!"

All 5 relax.

"Spence," JJ whispers.

Morgan goes to let the young man in. He races past the others right to JJ. "JJ! Henry?"

She smiles. "Upstairs asleep. He's okay, Spence."

"Thank God." He looks to the others. "Garcia?"

Hotch restarts his report. "The techs found lots of prints. Most are probably Garcia's. They'll run yours, too, Prentiss, since you entered the car." Emily nods. He pauses. "I'm sure you all know how Garcia came to the FBI. There's a good chance this could be related to her previous hacking or it could be in retaliation for something she has done since she became an analyst. We need to profile her the way we would any other victim. It's the only way we'll be able to find who took her and why."

The team exchanges uncomfortable looks. They had vowed to never profile each other but now they would have to tear Garcia's life apart if they hoped to find her alive.

"We're going to need a technical analyst," Rossi points out.

"And I think we know the one we need," Morgan hints.

Hotch nods and starts to call Kevin Lynch. Rossi stops him. "Aaron, he shouldn't get this news over the phone." Hotch nods. Rossi looks at Reid and they head out to get the technical analyst.