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"Kidnapped," Allie jumped up from the chair running to the door, "Oh Terry

"Kidnapped," Allie jumped up from the chair running to the door, "Oh Terry!" At the door she saw the constables and in the background, Judy. "Oh Judy," she pushed past Terry and the men in uniform to embrace her new friend. "Come on," she put her arm around the troubled woman, leading her back into their suite. Judy seemed to physically sag into Allie's arms at finally receiving the support she so badly needed.

"Terry, please, come in," Reid said to the man whose pain was written plainly on his face. Terry walked into the room as Reid looked at the four policemen and inclined his head for them to enter as well. Reid crossed the room to Terry who was looking out the window but saw nothing of the magnificent surroundings. "Terry, can you tell me what happened?"

The man looked at Reid and then at the constables. "While we were at dinner, somebody took Megan. Judy found a note saying he wanted a million dollars by 10am or he'd k..kill her," the man broke down "She's my baby Spencer." He put his head in his hands and cried.

Reid turned to the officers who looked at him skeptically. They obviously knew who he was, he thought, reaching in his back pocket and opening his ID, "Supervisory Special Agent Dr. Spencer Reid."

Mercer introduced himself and the other three constables. "Dr. Reid, admittedly we're not used to handling this type of situation but we are bringing in an inspector from Calgary. Mr. Gautier seems to think you can somehow help. I've already explained the jurisdictional issues."

"He's right Terry, I have no jurisdiction whatsoever up here. This case totally belongs to the RCMP. I can understand that they might not welcome my intrusion." He saw Heeley smirk.

Terry looked crestfallen. "So you won't help me. Please, you have to. I'm entitled to hire someone privately to help me aren't I? I'll pay you whatever you want, if you'll only help me get my baby back. All they want to do," he motioned to the constables, "Is point the finger at me and Judy."

Reid chose his words carefully. "That is standard operating procedure. The first place we always look is at the parents. First we separate them if possible." Constable Mercer nodded to relay to Reid that that was precisely what they had done. "Security tapes," Reid inquired?

Jacoby nodded, "Nothing usable." He explained the little bit they'd seen.

"Amber alert?"

"Done," Heeley said, "Listen, we don't have to explain ourselves to this guy!"

Mercer turned to Praznik who had said nothing so far. "Well Praznik, you haven't weighed in on this subject yet."

The young rookie looked surprised to have been put on the spot. "Uh, well," he began, "I think that we really do need the expertise of the inspector from Calgary but he'll take a while to get here. In the meantime, if Dr. Reid could give us some insights, when the inspector arrives, we'll be ready and can hit the ground running. A young girl's life is at stake, couldn't we just put our heads together as lawmen. Squabbling over jurisdiction seems petty at this point," he summed up, looking almost apologetic. Mercer smiled to himself and wondered how long it would take for the force to realize what a gem they had sitting in the backwoods of Lake Louise.

"You make a good point Praznik." Mercer conceded, turning to Reid. "Okay, we'll consider your thoughts on the situation. Once the inspector gets here the ball's in his court and he might not be willing to accept the help." Mercer went to the door and Reid followed him back to the Gautiers' suite.

Reid surveyed the room before entering. No sign of forced entry, he noted. A lamp on a side table was knocked over but everything else appeared to be in order. There was no outward sign of a struggle. "Is everything as you found it," Reid asked Judy who was sitting on the couch. Allie sat beside her, holding both the woman's hands.

"Uh, I think, oh, I don't know, I don't know," the distressed woman moaned.

One of the twins who both seemed to be cowering by the desk, forgotten in the urgency of the moment spoke up, "This chair," he pointed to where he sat, "Was knocked over. I picked it up. Did I do something wrong?"

"No, that's okay," Reid assured the frightened boy. "Terry mentioned a note." Mercer pointed to the oak table like the one in his and Allie's room. "Does anyone have some gloves?" Praznik quickly reached in his pocket and handed Reid a pair. Reid picked up the note and read it twice although once was enough to commit it to memory.

"The left slant of the handwriting indicates he's emotionally withdrawn. The bar on his T's is above the stem. This guy sets lofty goals for himself but never achieves them. He's a big dreamer. The pressure on the page is light indicating again that he shows little emotion. These large gaps between the words tell us he doesn't mix well with others. The blunt ending of words and many of the down strokes tells us he has the potential for cruelty. He is very selfish and ungenerous in his relationships. Is there any significance to your little princess in French," Reid asked.

"I've called Megan mon petit princesse since she was a little girl," Judy supplied.

"In public or is it a private thing," Reid asked again?

"Oh, I'd say it's definitely a private thing," Judy responded. "Why?"

"Because whoever wrote this note knows you call her that. It's an endearment and he's taunting you by using it. He also uses Megan's name instead of just saying your daughter or the girl which personalizes the note even more." Reid explained.

"What are you saying," Mercer asked?

"Okay," Reid began, "Nearly 75 of kidnappings are young girls under eighteen years old. There are three distinct types of kidnapping, family kidnapping which is the most common, 49, next is acquaintance kidnapping, 27 and lastly stranger kidnapping, 24."

"Look at this room. There was no struggle here. There was no forced entry. A chair and a lamp were turned over, I think on purpose. Look at the note. He knew that Judy called Megan her little princess in French. Now I haven't seen the security footage but I would venture that Megan wasn't struggling when this man took her out of here. You would have noticed that on the footage. Why, because she went with this man willingly. He's someone she knows. And then you said he came back. He probably gave her some excuse, he had to use the restroom or something but you saw him go on the elevators and then you lost him because he got off on this floor where he'd disabled the camera. He came back to the room to knock over the chair and the lamp and to leave the note. Megan's a little girl who thinks she's grown up and she probably thinks she's in love with this guy, a guy she knows her parents wouldn't approve of. He comes to take her away after she's had a massive fight with her parents and she goes, thinking her prince has come to claim the little princess. I don't think Megan had the slightest idea she was being kidnapped."