The drive to Reid's apartment seemed to take forever. It didn't help that Morgan was muttering curses and threats under his breath the entire way. When they finally arrived, J.J was the first out of the car. Morgan followed with Blake in succession. They all walked into the building and headed immediately up to Reid's apartment.

Walking into the small living space, J.J took a long look at the scene. Everything looked as Reid had probably left it. Clean, but not spotless. There was a glass of coffee still on the table, case files still on the nightstand, and a ruffled blanket still on the couch.

"Better get to it then." J.J said sullenly.

Blake nodded and took a step toward the couch while Morgan and J.J sifted through the contents of the room.

"Guys, look at this." Blake said from her spot by the couch. She picked up a paper that had the blueprints of the building on it.

"What is it?" Morgan asked in puzzlement.

"Blueprints. But why would Reid need blueprints to his own building?" Blake responded.

"So the unsubs left it then?" J.J asked.

"Yeah, but why would they do that? They don't strike me as the careless type. Unless…" Blake trailed off.

"Unless what?" Morgan jumped into the conversation.

"Unless they're coming back." Blake finished.

"If that's the case, then we need to go wait outside until they return." J.J announced.

O O O

Reid awoke to the sight of three people gathered around him. One was Ciera, but the other two he had never seen before. He twitched a finger and looked over at his arm, now covered with a piece of cloth that had been tied around the bullet wound. He glanced back to Ciera and said, "Who are they?" He was referring to the two strangers.

"Call them my henchmen." Ciera said with a snarky smile. "Where are the blueprints?" She said, turning to them.

"Upstairs." One responded.

At this, Reid heard three more pairs of footsteps above him. If these three were here though, who was that?

Figuring he had nothing to lose, Reid screamed.

"HELP!"

"Shut him up!" Ciera hissed. As he was gagged, Ciera asked the other one, "Who is that? I thought you said you evacuated the building!"

"I did! Someone must not have gotten the memo." he answered.

Reid listened for the footsteps but they had stopped. Then, to his relief, the footsteps began coming toward him. Shortly after, banging was heard on the door.

"FBI!" Came the voice. Morgan, Reid thought.

He began screaming, though it was muffled by the gag.

"FBI!" Came the voice again.

"Take care of them." Ciera hissed as she walked over to hide behind the door.

O O O

J.J, Blake, and Morgan all heard the scream.

"Was that Reid?" J.J asked worriedly.

"Come on!" Morgan yelled.

They all turned and ran toward the voice, but it took them into an empty store room. Looking around, Morgan found a small ruffle in an otherwise straight rug. Tossing the rug aside, he lifted the trapdoor that was concealed underneath. The three agents descending the small set of stairs and came to a locked door at the bottom. J.J and Blake stood back as Morgan banged on the door and yelled, "FBI!"

As no answer came, Morgan did it again. This time, a chain rattled and the door was unlocked. The three agents rushed in, seeing Reid first.

"Reid!" Blake yelled out.

Reid was struggling in his bindings and his eyes were wide as if he were trying to tell them something.

As Blake turned around, and gun was slammed into her head, making her fall to the ground in disorientation.

"Blake!" J.J yelled. She and Morgan spun with the guns readied, only seconds too late. The same was done to them and each heard a chain rattle and a door close as the room spun around them. A ringing phone broke through the fog, but J.J couldn't steady herself enough to answer it.

O O O

"J.J isn't answering her phone," Hotch told Rossi.

"Try Morgan's cell." Rossi replied.

Hotch dialed the number and was relieved to find that the call was answered. His fears were reinstated, however, as Morgan's voice began cutting in and out so frequently that he could only make out one word: Help.

As the line went dead, Hotch looked over at Rossi. "Looks like we're three more agents down."

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