Chapter 04
Week 04

By the fourth week the team had been sent out on other cases. Even with that they were distracted, there was a hole in their unit, in their family, and with that hole there was no way they could fully concentrate. But they still managed to catch the monsters in front of them; Spencer would have expected nothing less.

On that Friday Garcia was deep in a data trail when her line lit up with an incoming call. She answered thinking it was the team but it wasn't. "Hello?" Said a young, female voice.

"Hey sweetie, I think you have the wrong number." Garcia told her gently.

"Are you Garcia?" She asked with a soft accent.

This set off every weirdness alarm and got Garcia's full attention. "Yeah, I am. Sweetie, who gave you this number?"

"Spencer. He told me to call."

Garcia gasped and immediately started tracing and recording the call. "Yes! Ohmygawd, is he all right? I mean is he hurt? Is he hurt bad?"

"No, he's not hurt at all."

"They where…why…okay, I need a grip here. What's your name?" She started patching through to the team.

"Lizzy."

"What's your last name?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"Nope. Everyone calls me Lizzy."

"Okay how old are you?

"Eight."

"Okay Lizzy, where are you?"

"Uncle John's farm."

"Okay and where is that?'

"I don't know."

Just then Morgan answered. "Hey babygirl, what have you got?"

"Ohmygawd I have a little girl on my video line and her name is Lizzy and she said Spencer told her to call. Please tell me everyone is there."

She could almost feel Morgan coming alert on the other end of the phone. "Keep her on the line. Can you patch the call through?"

"Yeah, I think. She was asking for me but he might have told her about everyone."

"Okay momma, just hold on."

"Right," Garcia turned back to Lizzy. "You said Spencer was all right?"

"Yeah."

"Can he come to the phone?"

"No, Uncle John has them locked in the cellar. This is all the way upstairs."

"Where is Uncle John now?"

"He went out with Mr. Kipling. I'm not allowed to use the computer; if he comes back I'll have to hang up."

"Okay, but don't hang up unless he comes back." She checked the trace and started a fluent mental string of curses.

"Garcia." It was Hotch. "We're all here, what's going on?"

"I have a girl on my line. Her name is Lizzy, she doesn't know her last name and she's eight. She said she's at Uncle John's farm but she doesn't know where that is. She said that Spencer told her to call. She said that he's all right but he's locked in the cellar and can't get to the line. And the really bad news is that I can't trace the call."

"At all?" Blake asked, shocked.

"No. It's a lot of technical stuff but I can't. The NSA could maybe but this is beyond even my magic. I am recording it though. And I am putting us in conference…now"

"Hello Lizzy." Hotch said. "Are you there?"

"Yep, I'm here."

"My name is Aaron Hotchner. Did Spencer tell you about us?"

"Yeah, he said you were his family."

"We are. Did he give you a message for us?"

"Yeah. He said that he's no more than five hours outside the city. He said he doesn't have any windows so he can't see where he is. He said he hasn't met the Unsub yet so he doesn't have a profile and he said to look up Laura Patterson from Los Angeles and Cornell. She's been here for a month"

"Is she locked up with him?"

"Yeah, she is."

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