Reid, and JJ couldn't get Abigail's grandfather to at least let them stay at the house.

"Those people are only going after my granddaughter. She's no longer here, so why are you here with us, and not out there protecting her?"

"Sir I understand your frustration,"JJ said,"but these people no where you live. If they think you know where Abigail is, there's no telling what they will do to get that information out of you."

"My own son died, because he believed in your team. He did everything you said, and now he's in a morgue, so excuse me if I don't feel like placing my faith in your ability to keep us alive,"he snapped back.

"Sir I-"

"What?! What are you going to say that will make me trust you? Because as far as I'm concerned, you don't have a clue about what you're doing,"he spat,"if you and that walking toothpick don't get out of my house, then I'm going to make you leave, and you won't like my method."

Reid, and JJ exchanged looks, and then reluctantly walked out the door.

"We can't leave them alone,"Reid said.

"We can send someone to watch at the end of the road,"JJ thought out loud,"until then we should go back to Quantico, and see if there's something we missed."

They got in the car, and JJ's phone went off.

"Hello,"was followed by barely audible noise,"oh my God, yes thank you for calling."

When she hung up, Reid's face demanded an answer.

"Hotch, and Rossi are in the hospital. They got Sergio."


When Rossi woke up his head was killing him. His mind went straight to Hotch. Was he okay? What about that kid they were transporting? Where was he?

"It's good to see you up,"the nurse said in the doorway,"two of your team members want to interview you. Are you up for it?"

"Send them in,"he said.

When JJ, and Reid walked in, he let out a sigh of relief. If Morgan, and Prentiss had shown up, then that would've meant that Abigail was in danger.

"How's Hotch doing?"

"He's still in surgery,"JJ said,"but the doctors predict he's going to be fine."

"Good,"he said,"and what about the kid?"

JJ paused,"the police think the men working for Abigail's mother have him."

"Dammit,"he cursed.

They were supposed to protect this kid, and now he was in the hands of multiple killers.

"We're going to try a cognitive interview to see if there's anything you remember,"Reid said,"I want you to close your eyes. I want you to go back to when you were driving with Hotch, and Sergio. Are you talking to him?"

"Yes,"Rossi said,"I'm making fun of him. I'm saying he has a crush on Abigail."

"Okay, what's the next thing you see?"

"Hotch is in pain. Something hit him."

"Is there another car on the road?"

"There's a truck on the wrong side of the road. It's coming straight towards us. That's when I blacked out."

"Okay that's fine,"JJ said,"you get some rest."


Abigail's grand parents had just fixed the window. Her grandmother was sitting on the couch, when her husband sat down beside her.

"She's going to be fine,"he said,"she has two body guards."

"Why did you push everyone away?"she asked bitterly.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about,"she answered,"it all started when our first son was killed. Since then you've made it your life goal to isolate this family. That's why Allen left. That's why he was killed, and that's why you tried to make Abigail quit band, because if you're not happy then nobody's allowed to be happy."

"That's not true,"he denied.

A knock came to the door before she could respond. Charles got up, and went to the entryway.

"Get in the house!"came a voice.