"Hoch, they had a daughter." Rosalie said from inside the little girls' room.
"Is she at the crime scene?" Hoch's voice was grave on the other end of the phone.
"No. She's missing." Rosalie said.
"I'll call Garcia. You should call her with any other updates." He replied and hung up.
"Rose, c'mere!" Morgan called from the room down the hall.
Rose walked to the parent's bedroom. The scene was gruesome. Blood everywhere. The bodies of the two victim's lay sprawled out in various directions on the floor.
"Reid determined that this was where they died." Morgan said.
"Looks like it." Rosalie said, eyeing the trail of blood that went all the way down the stairs. "Unless…" they all look at her. "Unless they murdered the family downstairs, carried them up here, then made their escape with their daughter."
"Good point. Me and Reid will check downstairs." Morgan said.
"Okay, but where's Emmett?" Rosalie asked.
With a smiled, Morgan gestured to the window and walked out, Reid following.
Rosalie turned to see Emmett hanging out of the window. "Are you okay?"
He made a puking noise and came back into the window. "Sorry."
"Happens to all of us our first time." Rosalie said and put on a pair of white gloves, bending down next to the victim.
"What are you looking for?" Emmett asked like a small child.
"Anything." She replied, picking up the victim's hand.
Rosalie felt Emmett's hot breath on the back of her neck and she turned her head. There he was, inches from her face. "Do you mind?" she asked.
"Sorry." he said, backing up.
Rosalie unwrapped the fist and found a piece or paper.
"Reid! Morgan!" she yelled.
They ran up the stairs and into the room.
"Open it." Reid said, bending down next to her.
"She's in good hands." Rosalie read and looked at Reid.
"Most likely referring to their daughter." He replied.
Just then, Rosalie's phone rang. "J."
"Rose, the unsubs names are Bella and Edward Cullen. They have used aliases like Masen, McCarty, and the most common is Swan." Her sister replied.
"Okay. What would be their reason for kid-napping this little girl?" she asked.
"Well, let me get the family info and call you back." JJ said and hung up.
"Jacob," Rosalie turned to the local police officer. "Has there been anyone around named Swan, McCarty, or Masen?"
Jacob nodded. "Someone checked out of a bed-and-breakfast on the other side of town by the name of McCarty."
"Hoch, you got that?" Morgan said into the phone. "Alright."
The next phone to ring was Reid's. "Really?" he said after a moment. "Okay." He hung up. "Guys, the reason why they would kidnap the victim's daughter is because it was their daughter."
