A/N: I AM SO EXCITED FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF CHAPTERS! Lots of drama, BAU team, and yeah... So pumped! These chapters will likely be up within a day or so of each other, so be on the lookout and please R & R! To all of my followers, favoriters, and loyal reviewers of this series, I LOVE YOU ALL AND KEEP IT COMING. Because this is farrrrr from over! Xoxo, Kelsey


Garcia threw herself into a chair in the round table room groaning,"Jayje, this had better be important for them to drag us in here on a Saturday morning..." JJ winced, handing out folders to the rest of the team who all looked equally disgruntled at their weekend being interrupted.

"Kind of," JJ said turning to the flatscreen, pulling up pictures of two men. "This is Benjamin and Travis Browder, they both went missing on the same day over a month ago."

Hotch frowned, "Well why are we only being brought in now?" JJ clicked the remote, "Their mother only filed the missing persons report yesterday, after receiving a text saying the boys were going to Palm Beach for "a while". She didn't think anything about it. Then yesterday she was driving to a friends house and saw the boys truck parked on the street, she called the local police and the boys were gone. Just vanished. No suitcases indicating they were leaving, an almost empty gas tank... Those boys weren't leaving for anywhere. Auburn PD wants our help, they've never dealt with a missing persons case or even a murder in that town. They're desperate."

Garcia paled, "I'm sorry, where di-did you say?"

JJ looked at the file in her hands, "Auburn, Indiana... It's a small interstate town in mostly rural Northeast Indiana."

Garcia flashed a look at Reid who's mouth was slightly open.

Hotch closed the file, "Alright wheels up in thirty. Garcia, get me everything you can on the brothers, the family, the town. Rest of us, lets work on a preliminary profile on the plane to give the local police when we land, see if anything or anyone stands out." The team stood gathering up their stuff and Garcia grabbed Reid by his shirt, dragging him into the hallway.

"Auburn thats where-" She started.

"Emily lives, yeah I know. Should we tell her we're coming?" Reid said crossing his arms, looking around to make sure they werent being overheard.

"No! We can't. You know her and Ian. They'll panic and uproot their whole lives again, and you guys might not even cross paths!" Garcia hissed.

"Right, right... Okay, I'll see you later," Reid said nodding, and hurriedly walking away as Morgan came over to say goodbye.

_Meanwhile_


"Come on, you can hit harder!" Emily called, as a right hook caught her square in the jaw, not even blinking. She ducked as another fist swung at her. "Hahaha MISS!" She taunted, throwing a head kick.

"Shut up, Mom!" Declan said through his mouthpiece, attempting a take down grabbing her by the waist.

Emily panted as she put him in a headlock trying to keep them both standing. Declan had asked her to practice his MMA with him that morning, because there was a fight next month and he wanted to be in it. "Gotta be faster than that, buddy!" She said, breathing heavily.

"Oh yeah? watch this!" Declan said, sticking a foot behind her ankle and throwing all his weight into her, sending them both to the carpet with a crash. They'd moved the coffee table against the couch and were using the living room as a makeshift cage. She winced as the air was knocked out of her and the basket holding the remotes for the tv and entertainment system on the shelf came crashing down onto them.

Ian came thundering down the stairs, still in his pajamas. "What the bloody hell is going on down here!?" He yelled, rubbing his face. Declan and Emily stopped grappling, smiling up at him as he scowled, leaning against the stairway.

"Mom's helping me train for the fight next month," Declan panted, taking out his mouthpiece, grinning.

"Sorry, Hon I was trying to keep him doing stand-up, but you got yourself a damn good grappler here." She said pulling herself up to sit on the edge of the coffee table.

Ian just glared at the two of them, "What did I tell you both about doing that in the house?" He complained.

"Well, we were gonna go outside but it started raining, and the temperature is pretty low." Emily explained, taking a sip out of the water bottle she held.

Ian sighed, "Well, since I'm up... I'm assuming you two havent eaten breakfast yet?"

"Pancakes!" Declan yelled, pumping a gloved fist in the air. Emily grinned, "I'll go wake up Lauren," she said kissing Ian on the cheek squealing as he smacked her on the ass as she walked past him.

"She's already up. You twos thundering like a herd of elephants and all," he said teasingly.

Emily flipped him the bird, sticking her tongue out at him as she walked backwards up the stairs.


The team sat on the jet, looking over the case files, trying to put together a preliminary profile.

Garcia came on the screen, fuzzy pen in hand. "Hello friends, okay so what we have here, it looks like Benjamin Browder is the oldest of the two, being 22, younger brother Travis 19. Both graduated from Dekalb High School, played football, neither one keeping a steady job, no credit. Probably due to the family's MASSIVE alcohol problem," she emphasized. "I dug through the family finances a little and it seems as though the whole family likes to drink. I've got multiple credit card purchases from the parent's credit cards at various bars and liquor stores, sometimes daily." She said, raising her eyebrows.

"Any criminal history?" Rossi asked.

"Nope, couple reported bar fights for the older brother, but was never arrested or convicted for any though," she shook her head.

"Okay so you have two adult males, both in pretty decent shape... How do you overpower one or both to abduct them?" Morgan asked.

"The unsub must be very physically fit or intimidating," JJ offered.

"Most likely, or he used a weapon on one to coerce the other." Reid said.

"Garcia, was there any forensic evidence in the truck?" Hotch asked, scanning the report.

"Nope, just the brothers DNA was found and apparently they had quite the appetite for Taco Bell, tons of empty wrappers and bags everywhere," she said with a look of disgust at the truck photo.

"So, we have an unsub, who is physically fit, and organized... He didn't leave any DNA behind. He's probably in his 30s somewhere at least," Rossi said. "Possibly done prison time, so Garcia run similar abduction cases in Northeast Indiana for offenders who have been released sometime within the last year. This guy's probably a pro. And if he's done time he's probably spent that time perfecting his M.O."

"Will do... I am Off like a prom dress!" Garcia chirped, ending the video.

"Guys, whoever this unsub is it's unlikely he'd be in any kind of relationship. If he is by some chance it will most likely be an abusive one. He feels the need to abduct and overpower two males he's obviously got serious control issues. We should probably add recent parolees with assault and battery charges to Garcia's list," Reid nodded.

"Okay, when we land, JJ you and I will go to the police station to talk to the officer in charge of the case. Morgan go to the truck site, see if anything looks unusal or out of place, whether in the truck or surrounding area," Hotch said. "Rossi, Reid, you guys go and talk to the family, see if the boys had problems with anyone in town, drug problems, anything that would make them targets." Rossi and Reid nodded.

"Alright, it's been 24 hours almost since the missing persons report was filed, but what about the text? JJ said it came over a month ago?" Morgan asked, confused. "These guys most likely are already dead," he said.

Hotch pulled up Garcia on the video cam again, "Garcia have you figured out where the text originated from?" He asked, frowning.

"Uhhh... Yes! Okay so it looks like the text came from Travis Browder's phone at approximately 3:38 am Wednesday, August 18th,"

"Were you able to triangulate where the text was sent from?" Morgan asked.

"Ummm, oh yikes. There's a cell tower 2 blocks over from the family's house and it looks like the text was made, well, basically right outside." Garcia said, grimacing.

"So he's watching them? He saw the boys leave, followed them, then after abducting them drives back to place send a text from their phone right outside their house knowing it would lead us right back to them?" JJ asked.

"Definitely organized, and definitely not his first time doing this, Rossi was right. This guy's obviously a pro." Hotch said...


"Hello Mrs. Browder? Agents Rossi and Reid, FBI." Rossi said flashing his badge to the woman opening the door for them.

"Oh thank god," she said ushering them into the small, cramped house. "Sorry about the mess, we've just uh, been going through somewhat of a rough time is all," the woman said, waving them to sit on the couch. "Please, have a seat, Johnny'll be out any minute."

They sat, and as Johnny joined them in the living room that reaked of spilled stale alcohol.

"Uh, Mr and Mrs Browder, were either of your sons acting strangely in the days leading up to their disappearance?" Reid asked.

"N-not really, I mean we've had a few family fights, but nothing out of the ordinary." Mrs. Browder said taking a sip of her diet Pepsi. "That's why I wasn't really surprised when they texted saying they were going to Florida, I figured they just wanted a break or something..." She said looking out the window. "I-I should have known, I mean they didn't have any money, but I don't know, I guess I just... didn't want to admit something was wrong... until I saw their truck," she said covering her face in guilt.

"How about enemies? Brothers being abducted seems almost personal. Was there anyone the boys or your family in general had problems with? Fights, threats, anything?"

"No, Ben and Trav were both kind of loners they kept to themselves," Johnny said, indignantly. "They were good boys."

"I'm sure they-" Rossi began.

"Johnny! What about the new guy? The one you and Ben got into a fight with at the bar! He tried to kill you almost!" Mrs. Browder interjected.

"Foreign bastard," Johnny grumbled.

"Okay, so you guys had a dispute at a bar with a strange man? You didn't recognize him?" Reid asked quickly.

"Just a misunderstanding... Bastard isn't from around here. I was having a couple beers and talking to the girl waitin' on me. He came up in there like he owned the damn place, sat down ordered a whiskey, next thing I know he's throwing me over tables and shit, stepped on my throat. Told me if he ever saw me in there again he'd kill me." Johnny said lighting a cigarette.

"You know his name?" Rossi asked.

"O'Reilly, moved in a couple blocks over a while ago. Don't socialize much though..."

Rossi and Reid looked at each other, before standing. "Alright, thank you two for your help," Rossi said waving.

"Think that could be our guy?" Reid asked, biting his lip. The man hadn't said the first name but the odds didn't seem likely that it wouldn't be who he thought the man meant.

"Seems possible; he's confident, aggressive, controlling," Rossi said nodding. He pulled out his cell, "Garcia. I need you to run a name for me, O'Reilly... Moved in somewhere in the area in the last year." Rossi said, starting the Suburban.

"O'Reilly? Gotcha! Hollaback at ya in a sec!" She said, hanging up quickly. She looked at her screens, "Okay my sweets, lets try not to find any connection... please?" She moaned.


Emily sighed, bored and lonely as she flopped onto the couch after lunch. Ian had taken Declan to the YMCA to hit the heavy bags, and Lauren was down for an afternoon nap. She turned on the tv absentmindedly, flipping through a magazine.

"...In other news, we are outside the local Auburn Police Department as the FBI arrives to town," a news reporter said excitedly. Emily dropped the magazine, choking on the snickers bar she was enjoying. She watched as the film crew shot live footage of 2 Black Suburbans pulling in front of the police station and her former teammates climbed out.

"We have a source from the police department who says the FBI's "Behavioral Analysis Unit" was brought in to help in the case of two missing local men who have been missing since over a month ago," the newscaster said. Emily paled as the tv showed the pictures of two very familiar faces... Faces she never thought she'd see again. She fumbled for her cell phone, not taking her eyes off the TV, this was bad... This was so very, very bad...