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Emily had seen a lot of horrible things in her line of work, but this took the cake. She actually buried her face into Tristin because she couldn't take it anymore. The worst part wasn't even watching the girls get called up. Tristin was pretty much the only man that showed a negative emotion towards the whole thing. All the others were indifferent, impatient, or excited. How disturbing is that? Emily and Amy were among a small portion of women that were upset. The rest were like the men. That seemed ten times worse. It was especially horrific that the majority of the lottery girl mothers were excited. Joseph and Marcus were young, but like their mother seemed upset.

Emily started to sway a little. Tristin looked at her, "Are you okay? "

"Yeah I just got a little dizzy for a minute."

"Okay just let me know if you need to sit down," Emily nodded. Soon everyone was led to the other courtyard. They all sat down at their assigned table. There was salad and bread on the tables to snack on until the main dishes came out. Soon people were bringing out trays with the main dishes. Emily couldn't handle it anymore at that point. She fainted.

Tristin looked over when he heard a noise. He saw Emily and freaked out, "Em? Come on Baby open your eyes. Please babe, come on." Tristin was stroking her face in an attempt to get some kind of a response.

After a couple of minutes there was still no change. Micheal looked at his brother and said, "You should take her to the infirmary." Tristin nodded and lifted her up. He started to walk away with Emily when Joseph began to puke. "I guess we'll all be going." Micheal picked up Joseph and Amy grabbed Marcus. The group headed to the door of the courtyard.

"Attendance is mandatory. You can't leave," A man standing at the door states.

"My wife fainted and I need to get her to the infirmary."

"Okay fine, but what about you four?" Micheal was about to answer, but he didn't have to. The man barely dodged Joseph's projectile vomit. "Go right ahead. I will find the doctor and tell him you need him." The group left and made their way to the infirmary. Tristin laid Emily on one of the beds and Micheal sat on the edge of another. He was holding a bucket for Joseph as he continued to puke. A few minutes later the doctor walked in.

"Well what is going on here?"

"Emily fainted," Tristin said from his place near Emily. He was stroking her head.

"Hm, I wonder what caused her to faint."

"Could it be the pregnancy? I read somewhere that prolonged standing can wear a pregnant woman out. She was feeling dizzy earlier. It makes sense right?" Tristin easily lied to the doctor.

"That is definitely plausible. I think you're right. When she wakes up I want to do a quick exam make sure everything is alright with her and the baby, but then I would like you to take her back to your apartment to rest. I will make sure you get the rest of the week off as well. I want you to make sure she stays bed-ridden for that time." He walked over to Joseph. "Well I'll give him something and see if it settles his stomach. He should only have ginger-ale and saltines for the next couple days to keep from a repeat episode."

Later that night both families were in their apartments.

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BAU:

Strauss was in her off ice when her phone rang.

"Division Chief Strauss."

"Have you found my daughter yet?"

"Ambassador Prentiss!"

"Very good you know who I am. Tell me have you located my daughter yet?"

"No ma'am not yet. We are still looking though."

"You better be." The ambassador hung up the phone. Strauss sat there for a moment. She had no clue what to do at the moment. Then she suddenly had an idea. She picked up the phone and dialed a number. She waited impatiently for the other person to pick up. They finally did."

"Hotchner."

"Do you still have ties to Ambassador Prentiss' security team?"

"Yes."

"Do any of them happen to owe you any favors?"

"A couple. Why? Is it important?"

"See if they can give us any information involving threats to the ambassador. Threats or semi-hostile interactions."

"Ma'am?"

"Emails, letters, phone calls, face to face conversations. Any contact at all."

"Okay, may I know what this is about?"

"What if Agent Prentiss was kidnapped due to some kind of grudge with the ambassador?"

"There would have been a ransom or a body by now. It's been six months. Not to mention she spends most of her time over seas."

"You never know."

"I'll get right on that ma'am."

A couple of days had passed. Strauss heard her phone ring and she picked it up. "Strauss."

"The ambassador theory didn't pan out at all."

"Not even a reasonable suspicion?"

"No, the only threats that came to her are from people who were killed by their governments. They were considered terrorists or enemies of the state."

"Okay thank you."

"No problem ma'am, I'll keep you updated." Hotch then hung up the phone. Strauss sat there wondering what the hell happened to her agent.

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No evil cliffhanger this chapter. I can promise that the next chapter will set up a very important scene that will lead to some big action. As always please review!