Hey, sorry about a REALLY late update. I'm trying to do it faster now, but I'm extremely lazy (no surprise.) and the craziest sequence of events that no one would believe as an excuse just happened to I'll tell you anyways!

So about a week after I posted the first chapter(which was due to laziness, I admit) I was on the bus with my friend going to school, we got off and living in Canada, the ice is so trecherous for clumsy people like me, so I slipped (Of course) and sprained my writing hand (Of course) and couldn't write or type for a whole three days! (of course)

Then after the three day weekend I woke up on the tuesday, all prepared to go to school when i got out of bed and :0 Collapsed! I had a fever! Oh My Gosh! coupled with a migraine (of course) I couldn't get out of bed! So the next day I took to watching the newly bought 4th season of Criminal Minds :D Yay! But then the fever was getting worse D: So I was all like HALLUCINATIONS! And I called in sick for work ): and my manager was not happy. So he was all like just don't get me sick. And then yesterday (friday) I went to school and I was all like I'm Alive! and people applauded me in my Comm. Tech. class(no joke, I love that class : D) so then friday night came around and I got back from work and I was on fanfiction on my ipod in my room and I was all like OMG I never updated my story! But I was too tired to do anything! So I went to sleep! And woke up this morning and wrote this whole chapter cause I felt guilty!

I hope its not boring. Its a lot of questioning people :/


Kevin walked into the conference room carrying a file. "I found her."

"It was a her?" Morgan asked. He nodded.

"Her name is Adelaide Hender. She has no history of criminal record, however she can't seem to keep a stable job." He showed them a picture on the screen. They found a brown haired, green-eyed girl staring back at them. She had a chubby sort of face and "She does however have a history with hacking. She worked for a computer software company for a short while and her main focusing was the security of the program."

"How does that involve hacking?"Hotch asked. Reid spoke this time.

"Well in many computer companies, they hire hackers to test the security and then make changes and send it to the next employee to test. It helps to ensure security."

"What was the program she worked on?" Kevin shook his head.

"Its not listed in her file."

"Do some more digging and find it." He motioned for Rossi to get up. "We're going to find her."

They walked out of the room and Kevin followed after, going towards Garcia's office once more.

When Rossi and Hotch are outside in the FBI van, Rossi turned to Hotch looking at Adelaide's file. "So how come Garcia was on the list of hackers to keep a look out, but this girl wasn't?"

"Never caught?"

"I suppose that must be it." Rossi looked at the name. It looked familiar. He shrugged it off. He had met so many people in his career, it is possible he met someone with a similar name. The girl herself didn't look at all familiar and so he thought it to be just that. Her apartment building was at least a half an hour to fourty five minute drive from the Quantico office.

They pulled up beside this run down looking apartment building. Walking up, Rossi pushed the button for her apartment number. No one answered. Hotch pulled out his cell phone,

"Reid, does she have a work address?"

Back at the office, Reid motioned to Morgan walking out of the conference room. "Yes, me and Morgan were heading over there now."

"Just ask her some questions about Garcia. Don't take her in or anything. We don't need that on our hands."

"Got it." He hung up. "Morgan we're going to her work. Shes not at home."

"Where is her work?"

"A club called, Cats Cradle?" Reid said looking at the file on his desk. Morgan nodded and they were on their way.

When they got to the club, the music was loud, despite the earlier hours. It was only 3 o clock and there were already people drinking and some who looked already drunk. They went immediately to the bar.

"Excuse me?" Morgan called to the bar girl.

"Well what can I get you?" She smiled a predatory smile. Her hair was laced with blue and orange. "Do you have an employee named Adelaide Hender?" She looked shocked.

"What do you want with Addy?"

"We're with the FBI, we need to ask her some questions." Her expression turned dark.

"What is this regarding?"

"It regarding a missing person. Shes not a suspect, we just need to know where she saw her last."

"I'll get here for you."

Reid turned to Morgan. "I think you just got her in trouble." They looked over to see the girl they just talked to, speaking angrily to someone else. The second girl walked over to them. She looked almost nothing like her picture but she was defiantly Adelaide. She had multicoloured streaks through her hair and it was pulled back into a high ponytail. Her green eyes had shades of aqua in them that they had never noticed in the picture and her body type was more distinguished thenthey had seen in the obviously much younger her in the picture. She wore camoflouge pants that came up just below her belly button and a sleeveless shirt that followed every curve of her body.

"I can speak to you in 5 minutes when I take my break. I understand its important but I can't speak with you right now." Her tone came out sugary but harsh. Like she didn't want to speak to them. They detected a slight accent but they couldn't tell over the music.

"Alright. We'll wait outside."

Sure enough 5 minutes later she came out. "Now what is this about?" Her accent was southern. It wasn't very strong, just a slight drawl to her words. Morgan took out a picture of Garcia.

"Have you seen this woman?"

"No."

"Do you know who she is?"

"No. Is she the one who is missing?" Reid spoke.

"Is your hacker alias v0mitorix?" She visibly stiffened. She nodded slowly.

"You're the last person she had contact with."

"Whats her name?"

"Penelope Garcia."

"I know her." Reid raised his eyebrows. " I spoke to her on a gaming site not too long ago. Maybe two, three days."

"Did she act strange? Say anything you didn't know?"

"No, we chatted a bit as usual and then said she had to go, she had work to do."

"What kind of work?"

"I assumed it was work she brought home with her. I never knew what she did for a living. She never told me."

"And she never said anything strange to you?" Morgan continued.

"No never." Reid looked over at Morgan.

"We'd like for you to keep an eyes out for anyone acting strangely around you. Anyone that sounds odd or says odd things while you're online." She nodded once again. They thanked her and left.

They got into the car and Morgan said, " I don't trust her."

"Why not?"

"Did you see the way she looked at us?"

"It was accusatory, yes, but that's how most people look at us."

"I agree, but this was different. This was as if we brought up some memory or something."

"Maybe we should come back at the end of her shift." Reid opened a file.

"Fridays she works three to ten at the club. It also says she use to consult for a company."

"What was the consult?"

"Computer security. She was helping them create a program that will detect a virus and destroy it before it kills the computer. She made a lot of test runs."

"Why did she stop?"

"They fired her." Reid said, surprised. "They demanded the program and she said it was too soon. They accused her of creating a super virus to destroy they're computer systems and bankrupting they're company. She was arrested but her computer was checked and files extensively rifled through and all charges were dropped and released immediately."

"Lets go talk to the manager." Morgan pulled out of the club and towards a company called McLain Industries.

"Yeah I remember her. I never hired her. My personal assistant did. Once she was suspected, I fired him and her right away."

"What was the assistants name?"

"Ian Colls. I don't know where he is now."

"What did Adelaide act like when she was here?"Reid asked.

"She kept to herself. After we hired her we thought it would go faster with a team but she refused the help of a team. She said it would be fine with only herself and even gave us reason of why we should save money. She had a lot of wit and it seemed experience with speaking to corporations, but she never got to know anybody in the building, just came and left everyday with just a Hello, and Goodbye, and not even so much."

"How did Ian Colls act around her?"

"He was very friendly to her, always inviting her out to lunch, to which she'd refuse. She was so uncomfortable around him, but he seemed to genuinely want to be her friend." Morgan opened his phone.

"Kevin, I need to look for an Ian Colls."

"Do you think he would've kept contact with Adelaide?" Reid asked the manager.

"I'm not sure. He might've tried, but the way she pushed him away, I doubt he would've succeeded."

"Thanks." Him and Morgan walked to the elevator when Morgan's phone rang.

"What do you have?"

"Ian Colls works for Bay Forest Company, down the block from McLain as a telemarketer.

"Thanks Kevin."

They reached the building and walked in to find a crowded and noisy room full of people talking on the phone or phones ringing. They walked up to what was seemingly the main desk. The lady at the desk was probably about middle aged and not looking too pleased about her job.

"What can I do for you gentlemen?" She asked in a fake sweet tone.

"We're looking for an Ian Colls." She looked up.

"Feds?"

"FBI . We just need to ask him questions about a missing person."

"Right away." She got up form her desk and walked down one of the rows to a desk. At the desk sat a scrawny man, more so than Reid, and when he stood up they could see he was a little on the shorter side. He had glasses that framed his face and dull black hair. The paleness and bruising under his eye made it looks as if he hadn't slept for weeks.

"I'm Ian. This is about a missing person?" He held his hand out to shake. Morgan shook it, Reid just waved quickly.

"Lets go outside to talk, if you don't mind." He spared a glace over at the prying secretary.

Once outside, Reid asked the first question. "Do you remember Adelaide Hender?"

Ian laughed nervously. "Of course, I do. Is she in trouble?"

"Did you keep contact with her after McLain fired you?"

"I tried, and returned a few of my calls, we went a couple of times, but shes a very private person."

"Anything else you could tell us? How she acted outside of the office?"

"She didn't like to take charge of a situation when she was out of the office. Anything other than computer hacking and programming were just not her forte. It was almost like if she didn't know what was happening she felt she couldn't control it, almost like it scared her or made her uncomfortable."

"That suggests something happened to her in the past that she couldn't control. Her mind is making up a solution to that problem." Reid said.

"Do you still keep in touch?"

"No, not really. Occasionally we send emails to see how each other are, but I assume she's very busy."

"Have you ever seen this woman?" They showed him a picture of Garcia.

"Shes familiar. I may have interviewed her for the same spot as Adelaide."

"Why did you hire Adelaide over the other applicants?"

"She described the program in full to us and told us how she would make it. She seemed to already have it figured out so the Mr McLain said to hire her, saying the program would take less time when she knew what she was doing."

"Mr McLain helped you when you hired the applicants?" Ian nodded.

"I did the first interviews, separated from there and then we both did the second interview. He had to have final say."

"He told us you hired Adelaide."

"He was definatly the one who made the choice. I try to be friendly to everyone in the workplace so I took it upon myself to invite her to lunches and everything."

"We need to go back and talk to Mr McLain." Morgan said sighing. "Thanks for you're help kid."

They went back to the company only to have a secretary tell them that McLain was in a meeting, and would be that way for the rest of the day. They went back to the office and briefed JJ, Rossi, and Hotch on what they found about her.

"I don't think she is a suspect, but we should keep her on the suspect list just in case. Re-read the note, Reid and compare it to her behaviour. Morgan you go back to Garcia's apartment and see if they found any evidence." Reid took the note to his desk and pulled out a notepad.

She deserves it. Stealing away the attention of the one I love. Why is she so special? I am just as special. Until I get their attention back, this whore is mine. That's what she is. An internet whore. I'll teach her the consequences of stealing what is rightfully mine.

The note was defiantly from a disorganized criminal. However it looked like it was calmly written in a fine, neat script, so it was defiantly from a woman.

"Kevin, did you ever have anyone come on to you at all? Flirt maybe in front of Garcia?"

"No, not at all."

"Did she talk to any guys on the internet? Maybe she attracted they're attention? Made somebody jealous?"

"The only friend I knew about on her game was v0mitorix. That was it."

Suddenly the phone rang at his desk. He answered it. "Dr Spencer Reid."

"Dr. Reid? Its Adelaide Hender."

"Whats wrong?"

"I got sent home early from work with my friend Francine, the one you talked to before me. I just uploaded my computer." He put the phone against his neck.

"Hotch! Adelaide's on the line!" Hotch came from his office.

"Whats wrong?"

"Dr Reid. Penelope just came online." She whispered into the receiver.


Hope you enjoyed it! Remember...this was written out of guilt :P

The next chapter is coming hopefully soon, unless you know...I suffer yet another condition.

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