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"So what does that have to do with me?"

"Once again you were seen delivering the envelope that had the photo of a missing woman to the daughter of said woman."

"All that proves is that I delivered it."

"I know better Adam. Your DNA was found on the envelope and your prints were found on the inside of the envelope if what you said was true they wouldn't be there."

"Morgan. Enough Hotch wants us in the BAU room." Rossi said to Morgan after poking his head into the integration room.

"I'll take him back to holding he has a warrant for his arrest anyhow."

"It maybe our loss but it's another's gain." Rossi replied.

Morgan caught up with Rossi after taking Adam Reins to the holding cell. "So what does Hotch want?"

"Don't know but I think it has something to do with the Olivia case."

"I hope for Reid's sake we find her soon."

"You are not the only one."

"Hurry up. Hotch is getting impatient. He's worse than Garcia after the ambulance stunt you pulled Morgan." J.J. said poking her head out of the BAU room. Morgan and Rossi walked faster. Reid was all ready in the room. Morgan couldn't tell who was worse Hotch or Reid. Morgan never thought he would live to see the day that Reid was worse than Hotch if not the same.

"Garcia?" Hotch asked.

"Ready." she replied. She was at Reid's place watching Jane. Reid had taken her up on her offer after a second note appeared in Jane's cubby hole at school.

"I got a call an hour ago from a police officer in Pennsylvania."

"What does that have to do with any of our cases?" asked Reid.

"It has everything to do with it. They found an empty building with two bodies in it. None were Olivia's."

"Okay so what does it have to do with Olivia?" asked Morgan.

"Like I said everything; her prints were found in a room in the basement."

"The bodies were two females. One matching the description Jane gave us when Olivia was first taken. The other we aren't sure but she had to have been there as long as Olivia if not longer. She looked extremely malnourished and probably would have died even without the gunshot."

"How is that a break in the case?" Reid asked.

"The prints of 'George' were found in the same building even in the same room as Olivia's prints."

"So we still don't know the identity of 'George'?"

"No. I've even had it run through Interpol. Nothing yet but they are still running it. We should know in a few days if there is anything to come of it." Hotch said.

"Garcia is there anything new on your end?" Rossi asked.

"No. I'm constantly running George's face to see if he pops up anywhere."

"Everyone grab your go bags wheels up in 30." Hotch said turning to pick up his things.

Before he could even finish Morgan, Rossi, Reid and Prentiss were out of their seats and on their way to get their bags. Reid left to speak with Garcia about Jane since he didn't know how long they would be gone. Garcia had taken to spoiling Jane like she did her god son Henry.

"Jane." He said one he opened his door.

"Hey." Jane replied to him.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"No. I don't want you to leave." She said turning back to her crayons and paper.

"I have to this could help us find Olivia." He replied trying to calm her down.

"You said that last time."

Reid politely ignored her and continued talking. "I really mean it this time. Her prints were found and that means she was really there."

"You better come back even if it is without Olivia." Jane said looking down.

"I will and please don't cry. I don't want to be thinking about you crying. I would rather it be you with a smile." Reid told her trying to cheer her up.

"Jane we could go out to eat every night Reid is gone. We could even have dessert ice cream first." Garcia whispered to Jane. She knew that Reid could hear but she didn't care even when she saw Reid nodding in agreement.

"Can we have Chinese?" Jane asked completely forgetting Reid even though he was only a few inches away.

"Yes we can. Why don't you go pick out some clothes to where over at my house and we can have a really long slumber party."

Jane didn't even say anything to Garcia or Reid she just screamed with glee and ran to her room. Reid and Garcia just sat and watched her run.

"That is the happiest I have seen her since—" Reid started.

"I know. It is so weird seeing a little girl that didn't smile at least five million times a day unless they were a victim."

"Thank God she wasn't one of them."

"Who knew you were one for god?" Garcia exclaimed.

"I blame Olivia and it's not the worst thing in the world better than other things I could turn to." Reid thought out loud remembering how bad he got after the Tobias case and how he came close to losing it after the Adam/Amanda case.

"You are not the only one that turns to god. I do sometimes and I am not sure but I think every now and then Morgan does to but not as often as you or I do for certain reason." Garcia replied.

"I do have to admit that you do strike me as the religious type."

"I wasn't for a long time after my parents passed. I wondered how god could take them away when they didn't do anything."

"Yeah I kind of got that. Well I better get going. Would you lock up after you leave?"

"Don't I always?" asked Garcia as she watched Reid go and say good bye to Jane and leave.

Olivia had been moved to a new room for the third time in what she assumed to be a week but it had been days since she saw sunlight so she couldn't tell you for sure. The new room was bigger and cleaner than the other rooms. It even had a window. When she first saw the window she thought it could be an escape route but that was until she saw that the window was painted shut. At least it wasn't nailed shut. She thought to herself.

Olivia decided that she would bide her time in this new room as long as she was locked up in it. She walked back over to the window and looked out at the sprawling wooden area before it. It was about a mile or two wide with a road or highway going down through the middle of it. She knew that was what she had to run for if she ever got out of the room. Sadden by that fact she continued to look out the window picking at the peeling paint determined to get back to Jane.

"That's as close as you are going to get to that. So keep on dreaming."

That's what you think. Olivia thought to herself not even turning around to look at the source of the voice.

"Well Your dinner is on the bed," the person replied to her silence and closing the door with a slam. Before she knew it Olivia had tears the size of Texas streaming down her face.

Another girl had joined her in three rooms ago but Olivia couldn't remember her name and hadn't seen hide or hair of her since she heard gunshots ring through the whole place. She hadn't even seen Bella (the woman who had lied to her since the). Since she only remembered one voice talking to her in the past week she assumed that she only had one captor at the moment and that anyone from the old room was gone doing god only knows what.

Olivia reluctantly turned away from the window. She had been peeling paint for an hour. She looked at the bed and saw that her 'dinner' was a lump of bread and water like the room cleaner and better looking like the before. She ate the bread but left the water alone it was still too dirty for her to drink it.

"Still don't like our water I see," Replied the man that came into the room to take any uneaten food away. The man had a mask on so she couldn't see his face.

"I don't like dirty water and there is no way for me to boil it in this room." Olivia replied.

"Well, keep the bottle because that's the only water you are gonna get." The man replied.

Olivia didn't say anything back to the man. She just turned to look out the window from her place on the bed. The man just shook his head and left. She had a good two inch area around the frame of the window clear of the paint but the window was at least twenty-four inches wide and 48 inches tall (she had seventy inches to clear away.

She had been in the room a week the widow was pretty much cleared. She would need a knife or a sharp edge to clear the rest away. She rummaged threw the closet and found an old back pack two days after she first arrived. She shoved it under the bed where he couldn't see and put a little bit of the bread she got each day in it because she had no idea how long it would take her to get across the woods when she got out of the window. She did have to admit that she was a little disappointed that there was nothing sharp in the closet and there was no dresser to look in either.

She was praising god the next day when George (she caught a glimpse of him through a cracked door) came and made her take a shower. She rummaged through the medicine cabinet and found a pack of men's razors and took one out and placed the rest back where she found them. She showered and changed like she was told and hid the razor in the pocket of her new to her jeans.

She broke the razor and took the blades out once she got back in the room and was left alone. She hid three of the blades in the backpack and took the other one to the window and started to scrape away. It wasn't long till she got tired. She hid the razor with the others and went to bed.

Olivia was woken up after feeling someone falling on her. "Here's a new friend for you." George had said to her before closing the door.

"Who are you?" both girls ask at the same time.

"You go first." Olivia replied.

"Sara. I was on my way home from school when that man took me. What about you?"

"Sorry I don't feel safe answering that question?" Olivia replied.

"I understand. Do you have any idea on how we can get out of here?" Sara said.

"That window." Olivia said pointing to the window.

"It doesn't look like it will move."

"I know but it will soon. I've been working on it slowly."

"Can I help? I really need to get home to my little sister." Sara said.

Olivia didn't say a thing she grabbed the bag and pulled to razors out. She handed one to Sara and started to scrape. They worked in silence. So George wouldn't catch them. It took the m a while but they had the window cleared. Olivia tested the widow and surprisingly the widow opened up quietly. She closed it.

"Why did you close it we could have left." Sara said.

"I want him to be asleep before we leave. That would give us a head start."

"Oh. So do we pretend to be asleep because I'm not tired?"

"No we can play cards for a while then pretend to be asleep later and if we hear him coming to check on us." Olivia replied.

"Cards?" Sara asked.

"I found them in the closet a few days after I first got here."

They played card for three hours before George came to check on them. The cards placed on the floor like they had fallen to the floor once the girls had passed out. George closed the door and walked to his room. Olivia and Sara waited for the sound of his snores to seep into their room.

Once his loud snores were at their loudest Olivia walked over to the window and open it. Using a sheet she lowered the back pack down to the ground. She also tied the sheet to the doorknob. "Should you or I go first?" she asked.

"I don't care which would you prefer?" Sara asked.

"I'll go last so I can make sure that you are safely down before I go down."

Sara climbed into the window and slowly climbed down the sheet. She gave three short tugs on it to let Olivia know that she was okay and she could start down. Olivia also made it down safely. They grabbed the bag and ran for the woods. They were about ten feet in when they heard yelling. They assumed that it was George discovering their escape and ran like hell to get away. Olivia ran towards and for the only thing she could think of the highway and Jane.

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