AN: Sorry it is short, but it is important! I need to add that this is a violent story, with sexual assault. However, none of the violence will really be seen. Take that as you will. This is not a happy story.

You stand in the hallway of the family home, watching as the paramedics quickly transfer Will onto a gurney. He has opened his eyes briefly, but has since closed them again. Garcia is holding Michael as Reid rocks Henry in his arms.

It is obvious to the entire team that whatever happened, Henry was a witness to it in some capacity. His little face is red and tear stained, even as he finally relaxes in Reid's arms. It took a good twenty minutes to get the young boy to finally come out of the closet he had been hiding in; and he only did once Reid had found his beloved teddy bear. Now, with the bear in one arm, and his thumb in his mouth, Henry looks as if he is about to give into sleep.

Reid is gently whispering to him, about what you have no idea. Most likely telling Henry a fanciful, peaceful story, anything to help calm the boy; and it appears to be helping as Henry finally allows his eyes to close.

But you also pick up on something else, Henry isn't just getting comfort from Reid, Reid is getting it from Henry. A direct connection to JJ. JJ. She, like Henry had said, is gone.

And you knew as soon as you had entered the home that it wasn't under her own volition. JJ wasn't just gone, someone had violently taken her. Somebody had taken her and hadn't bothered to hide any evidence.

It's everywhere; even for the untrained eye, it's visible. Blood is smeared around the home, on the door frame, the walls, and the bed. Broken glass is prominent, and the bed sheets are missing. It is something you will have a child forensic interviewer talk to Henry about as soon as you can; from your experience, missing bedsheets usually only mean one thing. And it terrifies you.

"Sir?" You look up to see one of the paramedics standing next to Will, who is just now beginning to open his eyes. "He is stable, we are going to transport him by ground ambulance. We checked out the boys, both appear perfectly fine."

You nod, thanking the paramedic as you approach Will. An oxygen mask covers his face, a white bandage is wrapped around his head, but his eyes are open. He is looking at you.

"Will." You greet him. The look in his eyes tells you everything you need to know, and you have to look away. He knows, he knows something has happened to his wife. "Will, I need you to go to the hospital and get checked out."

"Tell me she is okay?" He has tears in his eyes. "Hotch, she has to be okay, where is she?"

You are not sure how to respond, and you just look down at him. Finally, you are able to speak. "I don't know Will."

It's an honest answer, you have no idea where JJ is, if she is okay. You have no idea if JJ is even still alive. "Henry and Michael are here, they are safe; Garcia and Reid have them." You say in a hope to calm him.

It does very little. Will is quickly becoming more aware of what is going on, despite the head injury he has. "She.. I.." He is mumbling. "She was screaming and I.." He pauses. "Hotch she was screaming."

You look down at him, tempted to allow him to keep talking, or to allow the medics to take him. If he stays with you for a few more minutes, you can get some important information, but his health comes first.

"Morgan is going with you, he will be in the ambulance with you." You give him no time to object, and watch as Morgan jogs next to the gurney; ready to ask Will any questions he believes the man can answer.

For now, you have to focus on JJ. You have to focus on what happened.

And the person who may know everything is currently sucking his thumb as he holds his teddy bear.