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This chapter includes Maddie's having dreams and the return of Maddie's birth father and his cellmate, who's a character from this story.

This chapter has been re-updated.

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Chapter 4:

- The heart of a father is the masterpiece of nature.

– Antoine François Prévost

Before Maddie could know, something about her surroundings seemed different; much different. Even though she was still dressed in her two-piece tartan sleepwear set and had her long hair in a side braid, she wasn't where she was supposed to be. Instead, she was standing in the middle of a dark attic with nothing than a truck chest. Wondering to know what was in there, she creakily walks over to it, slowly and quietly. Once she opens the chest, she opens herself and sees a baby girl, quietly sleeping inside.

Before she could even realize what a baby was doing in there, all of a sudden,

A loud crash echoed and sounded from downstairs. She began to hear the voices from downstairs screaming and echoing throughout the house. She runs under the dusty desk and uses the dusty chair to hide herself from anything or anyone in case if anyone saw her. Soon, she stopped hearing the screams and echoes and only began to hear footsteps.

"Clear!" A sudden voice shook Maddie up. Still hiding under the desk, she hears footsteps coming from the squeaky wooden staircase. Soon afterwards, she starts to hear some kind of echo-like muffled sounds and it sounded almost like crying. Maddie realized it came from the truck. She hears the footsteps coming closer. Take a quick peek through the chair, she quietly sees,

"Daddy?"

Maddie gasped as she jolted up from the couch she was sleeping on. As she slowly began to be more aware of her real surroundings, she sees Reid sitting next to her.

"Maddie?"

She blinked her eyes countless times as she shook the cobwebs from her mind.

"Hey, Maddie. Are you okay?" He said, comforting her as he has his arms wrapped around her. "What happened?"

"I…I had this dream."

"What kind of dream, Maddie?"

"In my dream, I…saw this baby in a truck chest, and when I heard noise, I hid by this desk and then…I saw you."

"You saw me?"

"Yeah, when you opened the truck. I don't know why though."

Reid became to realize what Maddie was talking about. He thinks it might have been possible that she dreamt about the day her entire family was taken from her. By her own father.

"Daddy, what do you think the dream means?" She said, biting down on her nails.

"I…I don't know, Maddie. I just don't know."

For some reason, he knew she dreamt about her family's untimely deaths and now that he and the rest of BAU team was working on the case about her biological father's escape from prison. He just wrapped his arms around her and comforted her. He just wasn't quite ready to tell her about it; at least not now.

While JJ and Garcia were back at headquarters, watching Maddie, Hotch and Rossi were both sitting in one of the interrogation rooms to interview one of the security guards of the Harrington Penitentiary, who discovered that Maddie's father, Jason Müller, has escaped.

"When did you discover that Jason Müller had escaped?"

"I noticed he escaped after one of the prison doctors, Dr. Samuel Keller, was found on the floor, D.O.A. In about a week, he was scheduled to be executed. I should know, I told him he would be executed. From the looks of it, he definitely had help escaping. It's almost impossible to escape here without help. I believe it was his cell mate."

"Who was his cellmate?"

While Hotch and Rossi were talking to Jayden, Morgan and Reid were in one of the security rooms, looking over the security tapes at the time of the Müller's escape.

"Man, I hate coming to the prisons." Morgan complained.

"Who are you telling?" Reid agreed with him. Morgan turned around, noticing Reid was biting down on his fingernails, had his arms folded and was walking back and forth. Finally asking him,

"Hey, man. Are you okay?"

"It's Maddie."

"What about Maddie?"

"She had a dream. S-she dreamt about me finding her in that truck chest. It's like…she had a vision of what happened that day."

"You know, I think this may be the best time to tell her…about her being adopted and what her dream is really about, but not about her birth father; not yet about him."

"I know, but…what if she doesn't understand?"

"She will understand. I have a feeling she will. Now we have to focus on finding her bastard birth father before he finds her."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Come on; let's look over the tapes."

Both Morgan and Reid watched the tapes of Müller's escape from one of the prison dentist rooms. There they see Müller entering the room before the doctor. Soon, before the doctor could even close the room, they see one of the unsubs hitting the doctor with something at his head a few times before crashing to the floor. While Müller's face is shown, one of them had their face hidden before pulling the doctor into another room by his ankles with Müller helping the other unsub.

"We can't get a clear shot of the other one's face."

"At least we know someone else helped him escaped."

As they were walking down the hall after leaving the room to find Hotch and Rossi,

"Hopefully, Garcia can figure out who the other unsub is."

"Yeah, let's hope so."

Finally finding Hotch and Rossi were some of the other guards and inmates were at,

"Hotch! Rossi!"

"We did you two find out?"

"That he definitely had help escaping from there. What about you?"

"We know the person who helped him."

"Who?"

Unknown

As Müller changed from his orange prison uniform into a simple t-shirt, jeans and shoes he was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for someone else to come out of the bathroom from the dirty motel room they were temporary staying in.

"Will you hurry up in there?"

"I can't just rush perfection, Müller." A calm voice said from the bathroom.

"You can if you can find my daughter."

"Don't worry. With some of my old connections, we will find her sooner than you think."

"Are you sure?"

"Oh, I'm sure and right." The mam finally got out of the bathroom, dressed in a plain shirt, jacket, jeans and boots. He gives himself a spritz of peppermint breath fresher.

"I hope you are, Meyer."

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