Driving back to the hospital with Derek and Emily, we head back towards Dom's room and I see my mom and I give her a look to step outside and I send Derek and Emily to talk to my siblings.
"Yes?" my mom asked me, "did you find anything?"
"We might have," I told her, "I saw our dad a few days ago and yesterday he contacted Dom and asked a favor one in which Dom said no to, we have reason to believe you and everyone around Dom is in trouble."
"I'm not surprised," she laughs slightly running a hand through her hair, "so what are you doing about it?"
"We are gonna catch him but we need you and the kids out of here so we can talk to Dom. Alone." I told her and she starts to shake her head and I look at her, "Mom if you don't you will be interrupting a federal investigation and that is a crime so please don't make this any harder."
"Never thought I'd hear you say that to me," she chuckles placing her hand on my cheek making me lean into it, "I'm proud of you baby."
"Thank you, now I need you to grab the kids and go outside there is a SUV waiting for you," I told her and she nodded going in the room to grab them all and that leaves us with Dom.
"Dom, what favor did dad ask you to do?" I ask him and he rolls his head over to look at me.
"You." Dom says, "He wanted me to ask you to get him out of jail and I told him that I wasn't going to do that for him and I wasn't going to ask you to do such thing."
I laugh humorlessly, "Of course, I knew it, now you are much older than I am do you remember anybody from Dad's gang? Someone who killed?"
"No not really," Dom shakes his head, "I don't remember much because I was never the one to pay attention to what dad did I always thought he was a bastard."
I nod and kiss his cheek murmuring, "mejorar."
We walk out and I call Garcia , "Hey bella, I need you to search pictures of Lorenzo Santiago, look for a tattoo that could resemble a gang tattoo."
"Got you Garci out," is all she said before we hang up and we get back to the car and we drive back to the police station. On the way back we talked and talked as he was comforting me. As we walk in I see pictures of people with the same exact tattoo as my dad and I am completely shocked at how many people.
"It-it could be anyone," I say before thinking, "If my dad left us he wouldn't mention us to new members anybody who got the tattoos after he was released from jail the last time would not be the one to do this."
And with that we start pulling pictures down, and are left with six people and I look at them all, "I only recognize three."
We pull down the three I do not know and I grab the three pictures, "I need to see my dad what jail was he put in?"
JJ looked through my dad's file and found that he was in the Rhode Island jail his choice for cooperating, and I nod grabbing Derek and JJ to come with me and Emily, Rossi, Hotch, and Spencer go to talk to the suspects.
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Arriving at the jail we walk to the place where they brought my father so we could talk and when I walk in the room and he gives me a smirk like I am here to bail him out and I just slam the pictures down on the table, "Which one?"
"Which one what?" He asks keeping that stupid smirk on his face.
"Which one did you order to hurt my brother?" I hiss
"And why would I do such thing?" My father asks with fake shock in his voice.
"Because you asked him to have me bail you out and when you told him no you called up your boys to give him a 'scare' or was it to 'take care' of him because if they were supposed to 'take care' of him they didn't do a good job," I say to him looking at him with my hand on my chin and his eyes go hard and blank. "You don't like it when you get told no, so they either get a second chance or they die so which order did you give Lorenzo?"
"I don't know what you are talking about I would not give orders for someone to kill my son," He says not realizing his slip up and I give him a smile.
"You just told me that you sent someone to hurt him and his friends," I laugh, "that was your message huh? fix your answer or you and everyone you love are going to die? So what you were going to kill Fiona who is only five, Jayce who is six, Julio who is ten, Marisol who is eighteen, or me who is twenty one? You would kill your own kids?"
"I'm your father," he growls and I scoff shaking my head.
"No you were my father now who shot my brother?" I say shoving the pictures in his face, "Him? or him? or was it him?"
His expression changes when I show him the last picture, and I get up giving him a fake smile.
"Thank you for your cooperation," I say waving the picture, "Maybe he'll be your cellmate, I will see to it that your visitations and phone calls are taken away have a nice time in jail."
I turn around and I walk out refusing to let a tear fall as I walk out of the jail with my head held high as I call Hotch, "Antonio Rodriguez."
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Getting back to the police station I kicked my boots off and walked around to grab myself a coffee when Reid stops in front of me, "Hey Erica, how you feeling?"
"I'll be okay," I tell him giving him a slight smile and he nods at me.
"Well let me know if you need to talk," He says to me and I give his arm a squeeze as I walk around him and I see Derek watching me and I walk towards him standing in front of him.
"You are so short," he laughs with a smile and I smile shoving his shoulder.
"I don't have my six inch heels on," I tell him and joke, "those will be the heels I'll be in when you are ready to handle this body."
"Oh yeah?" He asks me and I just nod with a smirk as I drink my coffee and I see Dom and I excuse myself walking to him wrapping my arms around him gently careful of his wound.
"Was it him?" Dom asks me and I nod looking up at him and he sighs pulling me in for another hug, "Well you got him that's all that matters."
That we did.