Whew! Sorry that took so long to update, school has been hectic! R&R please!

Hotch made his way back to the room, hoping Reid wouldn't wake up before he put him to bed; he knew he would put up a fuss about taking a nap during the day.

He sighed in relief when Reid just rolled over and stuck his thumb back in his mouth when Hotch set him down on the bed.

"Is my baby asleep?" Garcia whispered, poking her head in the door. Morgan followed her into the room and sat down on the floor next to Hotch.

"Yeah, I hope he sleeps for a while and just kind of sleeps this experience off."

"Well he wont be getting on another roller coaster anytime soon," Morgan chuckled.

"Definitely not, that's for sure," Hotch said, rolling his eyes at Morgan's comment. "How were the girls?"

"Just hanging out at the pool, not getting into any trouble," Morgan said. "They're big girls, Hotch, they can take care of themselves."

"I know," Hotch sighed. "But after the roller coaster, I'm just worried about them."

"They're fine, Hotch, they can handle a day at the pool."

"Ok, ok, I get it. I'll stop worrying now."

"Has Reid woken up yet?" Morgan asked.

"Nope, he didn't even wake up when I put him down," Hotch said, looking relieved.

"Oh good," Morgan replied, flopping down on the couch. "This case is exhausting. Sometimes I don't even remember that I'm in a teenager's body and there are other times when it's the only thing I can think about."

"I assume this is one of the times where you cant stop thinking about it?" Hotch asked and Morgan nodded.

Morgan, Hotch and Garcia spent the rest of the day in the hotel room, watching the muted TV and trying not to fall asleep. A little before the agreed time to meet for dinner, Morgan got up to wake Reid.

"Hey sleepy-head," Morgan whispered, gently shaking Reid's shoulder. "Time to wake up."

"I wan' sleep," Reid mumbled, rolling over and away from Morgan.

"Come on, buddy, we have to leave for dinner soon."

"Dinner?" Reid asked, immediately perking up.

"I take it you're hungry then?"

"Starving. What are we having?"

"We're going to that seafood place, remember?" Reid wrinkled his nose and Morgan laughed.

"Come on, baby boy, you love seafood!"

"I do?" Reid asked disbelievingly. "I don't think so."

"It's a broad category to say you don't like, so I'd start thinking about something you could eat," Morgan chuckled.

Reid sighed. "Better start now, I have a lot of thinking to do."

Morgan pulled a little sweater vest and a pair of khakis for Reid and threw them over at him.

"Here, put these on."

"Do I have to?" Reid whined.

"Yes. This is a pretty fancy restaurant, we have to look decent."

"I don't want to look decent."

"Would you rather get kicked out?"

"Yes. Then we can get pizza."

"Tough luck, kid," Morgan said, laughing, and he picked Reid up and set him on the bed.

"I'm not wearing them," Reid said defiantly, folding his arms across his chest.

"Too bad you are."

"No."

"Put it on, Reid," Morgan said, wrestling him down and shoving the clothes onto his protesting form.

"I hate you," Reid muttered. "I don't want to wear it!"

"Reid. We're here for a reason, so act your age and don't act like you're three by throwing a tantrum about clothes."

Reid looked like he was about to cry.

"Sorry," he muttered. "I forgot."

"Forgot what?" Morgan asked, confused.

"That I was an agent. The little kid part of me took over. Why do I keep doing this!" he cried.

"Shh, shh," Morgan soothed, rubbing circles on his back. "It's the pill, remember. It's just one of the side effects. JJ and Em are feeling the same way."

"Where are they?" Reid asked.

"Waiting outside for us."

"Did I make us late?" Reid asked, his hazel eyes wide and worried.

"Nah, we'll be fine. To be honest, I wasn't expecting this to be easy so I started a little earlier than I needed to."

Reid nodded and stuck his thumb in his mouth, hopping down from the bed.

"Um-" he started nervously.

"What is it?" Morgan asked.

"Can you carry me?" Reid asked softly, so softly that Morgan could barely make out what he was saying.

"Sure," Morgan said, smiling slightly. He picked Reid up and settled him on his hip, grabbing a room key and making his way out the door. The rest of the team was gathered in the hall, all dressed in their semi-formal clothes.

"You two ready?" Hotch asked.

"Yep, let's go eat!" Morgan said, chuckling at the relieved expression on the girls' faces.

"Yes!" JJ exclaimed. "I'm starving!" She raced down the hall, not even bothering to wait for everyone else. They all got into the elevator, sighing in frustration when it stopped on seemingly every floor.

A couple floors before the restaurant, a women got on who seemed to be very interested in them. She had long, brown, curly hair that almost reached her butt and Reid felt an overwhelming urge that came out of nowhere to reach out and touch it. He assumed it was just because of its length, just like whenever boys got short haircuts, girls had to feel their head. It was probably just one of those things that he would never understand. He could probably come up with a scientific reason for it, but it probably wouldn't be overly accurate anyways.

He jumped, startled, once he realized she was staring at him. He blushed, sure he had been caught staring at her hair.

"Can I help you?" Hotch finally asked when she had been staring at them for a while.

"Oh, sorry!" she exclaimed. "It's just, your son reminds me of my own," she said, laughing nervously. She gave Reid one last, long look and got out of the elevator on the next floor.

"Well that was weird," Morgan remarked.

"Yeah, she was staring at Spencer…," Hotch said slowly.

"You don't think…," Morgan asked him quietly, shooting him a look.

"I don't know, we'll see later," Hotch said, purposely keeping his answer vague.

The team walked into the restaurant and were immediately surrounded by the sweet smell of food.

"That smells so good," Prentiss moaned.

"I know!" JJ exclaimed. "I hope they seat us soon!"

As soon as she spoke, the hostess came up to them and led them to their table. Dinner passed without a hitch; they were all in a good mood, the roller coaster incident forgotten.

"Derek," Reid whispered during desert, tugging on his shirt. "That lady is here. And she's staring at us again."

Morgan discreetly glanced over and sure enough, the same lady from the elevator was staring over at them. Only this time, she didn't look quite so happy.

"Hotch, don't look now, but that lady from the elevator is here and staring at us again. And she doesn't look happy," Morgan said under his breath, nudging Hotch.

Hotch quickly glanced over to his left and saw that Morgan was right: it was the same lady and she looked pissed.

"Do you think she's her?" Morgan asked worriedly. "Do you want me to take Spence, JJ and Em back to the room?"

"Yeah, but you stay here. Emily's old enough, she can take them," Hotch said, shooting him a look that clearly meant: You can't make me face a pissed off woman alone.

"Hey, Emily, it's getting late so why don't you take JJ and Spence back to the room?" Hotch suggested, handing her the room key.

"Why?" she asked suspiciously. "I'm not done."

"Hurry up and finish, you've got to get back," Hotch said, giving her a meaningful look and tilting his head towards the lady from the elevator. Prentiss glanced over and saw her and she scooped the last bit of ice cream into her mouth and stood up.

"Be careful," Garcia said, unbuckling the straps on the booster seat and lifting Reid out, handing the sleepy toddler to Emily.

"I don't think I can carry him," she said, setting him down and grabbing his hand instead.

Reid fisted his eyes and yawned, sticking his thumb in his mouth as they walked away. He glanced back at Hotch, Morgan and Garcia, hoping this would be an easy arrest if it was her and if it wasn't, it wouldn't blow their cover.

"Why'd we have to leave?" JJ asked, frustrated at being the only one left out of the loop.

"Dad saw that lady from the elevator," Prentiss said.

"So?" JJ asked.

"I'll tell you when we're back in the room," Prentiss said, grabbing her hand and walking away from the table.

"Where are you guys going? It's a little late to be walking around alone, don't you think?" a man asked, stepping in front of them in the hallway.

"Um, we're just going back to our room," Prentiss said cautiously, trying to step around the man. He was a lot bigger than them, at least 6'4 and his entire body was muscular and huge.

"But where are your parents?" he asked, stepping closer to them and blocking their way to the elevator.

"They're right behind us, we wanted to go back to the room and they had to pay for dinner still," Prentiss said, trying to keep the nervousness she felt from seeping into her voice.

"Well let me walk you to your room, a lot could happen to a couple of kids walking around alone at night."

"Thank you, but that's really not necessary. Our room is right by the elevator, we'll be fine," Prentiss said.

"No, really, I insist."

Prentiss glanced at Reid and JJ nervously and she was scared to see that they both had similar looks of dread on their face.

The man started towards them and Prentiss quickly backed up, getting ready to scream if she needed to. There was rooms all around them, she was sure someone would be able to hear them. She was actually amazed that no one had come and spotted them in the hall yet.

He shoved something at Prentiss's face before she could react and she fell to the ground, unconscious. Reid and JJ glanced at each other and took off down the hallway as fast as they could, but the man was a lot bigger than them and he caught up to them in no time. He forced the cloth onto both of their faces and they both collapsed to the ground.

Well, that chapter pretty much wrote itself! It's finally becoming easier to write and the plot's picking up now! Updates should hopefully come sooner, as deadline for newspaper was last week so I don't have to spend all my free time working on that. Reviews would be greatly appreciated!