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JJ was only zoned out for a minute or two before Emily, Reid, and Rossi were able to real her back in. Understandably though, she was still devastated and was having a hard time focusing on the case at first.

JJ fiddled with the ring on her finger. It was the one containing Henry's birthstone.

"Hey, Rossi?", she asked in a low voice, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure", he said, as he looked up from the informative file he'd been reading through, "What did you want to ask me?."

"Hotch wouldn't want me to go to Australia to find the boys would he?"

Rossi sighed, "In all honesty, JJ, no, probably not."

"He put you in charge here. So,I'm asking you if I can go.", JJ said with a pleading look, "Please, I just want to be there for when they find my son."

He screwed up his lip as if he was pondering then said, "Hotch won't be happy to hear about this. But, here's what I think. When Henry was held hostage by Izzy Rogers during the Face Cards case, you kept your ground. Therefore, yeah, I think we can safely say that you have permission to go to Australia."

"Thankyou, Rossi. Seriously, that means a lot."

"This team is family, JJ. If something concerns one of us, it concerns all of us."

He squeezed JJ's shoulder gently and turned back to his file, waving her away. She left him alone understanding exactly why he wanted some peace.

A pain imbedded deep in his heart. Rossi knew that Hotch had lost Haley, and Reid had lost Maeve, and Morgan had lost his father and so forth.

But, sometimes he remembered that he had lost a child. He didn't want JJ to have to lose one too.

Meanwhile, the plane carrying the boys finally landed.

"We're here, boys.", Merinda whispered to them, shaking them awake,"Do what he says and he's not going to hurt you."

"Can you help us?" Jack asked her, but she didn't answer.

She just stood in the corner, folding her arms across her chest.

Two men opened up the hatch of their confinement, seething. The boy's instant reaction was to run, but they couldn't move. Tightened shackles were placed around their wrists to keep them in control.

One of the men raised his arm to Merinda, and helped her climb out. Not a word spoken between them.

Dust was all that surrounded the landed plane. Middle of Nowhere was an under-statement of where they were.

"Where are we?", Henry mumbled, but neither man would answer.

He looked helplessly at Jack, his arms wrapping around his body in attempt to keep his body adjusted to the new temperature. Jack did the same.

"Zip it, kid.", one of them snapped at him. Then they watched as a Toyota Ute pull up, dust flinging off the tires.

"You two are late." the driver Spat as he got out of the car.

"Not our fault .We brought you some gifts. Take them to section two, give them to Blade's property. He'll make do with them, they can work with him."

Then Henry and Jack were pushed forward.

"Perfect.", the driver sneered.

The boys were passed over to the Ute driver, and they began to writhe against his forceful strength when he gripped their handcuffs.

"Merinda, please help us!" Henry called to her, "Don't let them take us!"

"It's not your choice is it, babe?" the driver said licking his lip suggestively.

"Do it.", one of the other men instructed. The driver pulled a gun from his pocket, and shot a blast right at Merinda's chest, sending a bullet ripping through her!

Henry and Jack screamed and squeezed their eyes shut, while Merinda crumbled to the floor, her eyes wide open in surprise and her body lifeless.

"Look boys." the commander directed them, "This is what happens when you don't listen to what we say."

With that, he turned to his partner and said, "Throw them in the truck."

Still struggling, the boys were thrown into the back of the Ute. The driver took off with them in one direction while the other two men hopped back in their plane and to fly back to Where they came from.

Merinda was left lying on the rocky ground in the middle of nowhere. A wild dingo mauled her an hour later.

Meanwhile, JJ was on the way to Australia with Emily, Reid, MCcormick, and Ronnie. They were hoping to hook up with the Intel agent who had more information on these rings.

"I wonder how Kate, Morgan and Hotch are handling it back home?'" JJ sighed as she sat back in her seat on the Plane

"Probably about as well as can be expected."Reid said, sketching some of his geographical profile squiggles onto a map. He looked at JJ and added, We'll bring the kids home. "Everything will work out in the end."

"Hotch has faith in us and we should have faith in them." Emily nodded, agreeing, "We'll do whatever we need to do to insure a positive outcome and they will too."

"Kate's probably crushed." JJ said softly as tears pricked her eyes,"What if we don't find them?."

"They're working hard in the states with Lynch. Rossi, Garcia and the rest of my team are working with Interpol to help us narrow it down." said Emily, squeezing JJ's hand comfortingly.

"There's fourteen of us and from what we've gathered, this ring is based around six people max. We'll make this right, we get the overruling vote.", McCormick said, attempting to give the blonde some comfort.

"We have the advantage at the moment' Emily added, understanding what McCormick was trying to say.

Meanwhile Ronnie looked over Reid's map, "From our already known knowledge, their first step of the ring is what they call the 'drop off point'. Here, in Western Australia, in the desert dust'.

"There's still, a lot of flight left. In the meantime, the boys get further and further into danger!", JJ said bitterly as she rubbed at her irritated eyes. She then realized she was snapping and said quietly, "Sorry.".

"No need to apologize." , Ronnie assured her

JJ didn't say another word for the rest of the flight. Her silence caused the others to fall into silence as well.

All that could be heard was the sound of the plane's engine, and the ruffling of paper against leather when JJ pulled a picture of her and Henry out of her wallet, with tears falling from her eyes.

Back in Quantico ,Hotch was sitting at a desk, his arms folded. Staring at one of the Bureau's tack boards, he poured over the information covering the board from top to bottom.

"How you holding up, boss?' Kate asked, walking into the room and setting up one of Kevin's laptops beside him. She was allowed to come into work for a few hours each day now with the promise that she'd head home if it got to be too much.

"As well as I can.", Hotch mumbled in his usual serious tone of voice, "Jack needs me to be strong right now, but I'm not very good at hiding my feelings any more when it comes to him. After Haley…." Hotch let the rest of that sentence hang.

"Sorry." Kate apologized, "I didn't mean to pry, but I did hear about the Foyet case. I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thankyou. And, it's ok. I just don't want any fatalities at the end of all this." , Hotch replied. Kate's eyes filled with tears and Hotch's eyes were very bright too.

"Me neither. If anything happens to Meg, I don't know what Chris and I are going to do.", Kate said in a near whisper. then she cleared her throat and added, "Kevin is filtering through some names, hopefully we'll get somewhere now.".

"I'll call Rossi and catch up with them." said Hotch in a husky voice. He stood up, pulled his phone out of his pocket and practically bolted out of the room. He walked without stopping until he was outside in the open.

"Rossi.", Rossi answered his phone after one ring.

"Just checking in to see…" Hotch choked out, then paused to wipe his eyes and regain control. Rossi understood and answered the question Hotch couldn't ask.

"JJ's okay, Aaron. Penelope has just received a bunch of names from Interpol and she's currently working with them as well. We are going to narrow this down. JJ went with Reid and Emily to Australia to find Jack and Henry; they're being passed around an adoption ring down there."

Keep me posted on that. Get them out as quickly and safely as you can. Hotch said flatly, as if he were on auto-pilot. Then he was all business. What's happening with Meg and Markayla's case?"

"Just a bunch of names at the moment, we're about to canvass the area with the Interpol unit, a unit has already been sent out to an assumed location.", replied Rossi.

"Keep up the work." Hotch said, and was about to hang up ,when Rossi stopped him again.

"We're not giving up, Aaron. Nothing is going to change that until our kids are brought home."

Hotch hung up without saying another word.

Back in London, the girls weren't fairing well at all. Markayla was dragged out of the room with a Terrified look in her eyes.

"What is hegoing to do to her?", Meg spat at the man with the camera after Markayla had been taken away.

"She's in our circle now.", he muttered, curling his hand into a fist to warn her that he would punch her if she made another sound.

"I'll be good, I promise." Meg whispered, barely audible.

"Good!", he spat right back.

Then he whipped out his camera and continued to take more photos of her.

"In the next couple of shots, you'll need to take off your clothes. That's an order.", the man growled

Meg froze. She only hoped that Markayla wasn't as suffering as much as she was about to.

At Markayla's location, a place they called the 'Betting Corner', she'd just been tied to the headboard over a king size bed.

Five seething males stood around her, watching her writhe against her chains.

"I start!",one man exclaimed, pulling a bunch of money bills out of his pocket, "Here , beat that."

The auction continued, as one man after the other began to place more and more bets.

"Sold." somebody else said, "She's mine."

Then the poor girl was placed in the sickening embrace of the male who had just purchased her.

"We've got another girl too." somebody else said, "Her friend."

"Well, bring her out as well."

One of the men went back to get Meg and bring her to the Betting Corner, while the man who had just purchased Markayla, pulled a knife out of his pocket and held it to her throat.

"I'm going to do wonderful things to you." he sniggered, letting the blade of the knife slightly graze her, "You and your friend."

"Get off me!" she begged, but his grip only became tighter around her.

When Meg was brought into the circle, she was only wearing a bed sheet, wrapped around her body.

"Markayla, they took my clothes!" ,she sobbed, mouthing her words, "They'll take yours too! Just do what they say and you won't get hurt."

"What happened to you?" Markayla mouthed back.

The bruises all over the girl's back were answer enough. She hadn't been forced into activity, she'd just been badly bashed.

The girls only hoped the same thing wasn't happening to the boys.

Hopefully, they'd all be rescued before any more extremes were met.

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