Morgan's POV

"This is not good," I say to Garcia as Hotch and I head back to the BAU. We have Garcia on speakerphone and she is relaying the information she has found on our latest unsub and possible victims.

"There are 3 other women that fit the victimology that have recently found out they are having boys. All of them are due a little earlier than Kiley. Almost each one is a week apart from each other," she continued.

"Let's get agents dispatched to each of those women's houses and see if we can find out anything about how they are linked. We need to find out what their connection is to the unsub." Hotch dictated.

"What have you found out about possible original victims or triggers?" I asked her. We need to find out the original cause of this unsub's path to where he is now if we are to stop him from getting another woman.

"There are 168 women who were admitted to hospitals for going into early labor during the second trimester in the last 3 years, 17 of them at 25 weeks and all but 7 have surviving children. The 7 children who were lost were all girls." She said.

"There's got to be something we are missing," Hotch says idly. "Keep digging Garcia, we'll be back soon." Hotch hits the end call button on the stereo and dials Reid.

"Reid."

"Have you and Kiley seen the doctor yet?" Hotch asks and I stare at the car stereo, fearing the answer.

"It's a boy," Reid says back with traces of fear in his voice.

"We won't let anything happen kid." I say, trying to calm his nerves.

"I know," he says solemnly. "We just got back to the BAU, see you soon." He hangs up and Hotch glances at me.

"We aren't taking any cases outside D.C. till we find this guy," Hotch says with anger, his parental instinct kicking in. I nod in agreement.


Reid's POV

It has been 4 entire weeks and we have not caught this unsub. I am stressing the hell out! Kiley is almost 25 weeks and the unsub is taking the victims a few days before the 25 week mark. Two other women have been taken and their children have also died. This case isn't making any sense. Garcia has been digging for information on connections between the victims for weeks and we can't find anything that could link them to the unsub, let alone link them to Kiley.

Right now Kiley is sleeping on the couch with her head in my lap. Her belly has grown so much over the past month. Our little boy is also kicking like crazy around the clock. I place my hand over her belly and within a few seconds I feel movement. A small smile appears on my face from the interaction. I never thought that I would be happy to have a child, but then again I never thought I'd find someone like Kiley either. I hear a noise from down the hall and look up to see JJ walk out of the guest bedroom. It's almost midnight and she has been staying with Kiley for the past two weeks. Hotch felt it was safe for her to go home with a few agents as house guests. JJ and I are the only ones from our team, but 5 other agents have been staying around the apartment at all times, monitoring who enters and exits the building, as well as providing a proteted escort for Kiley.

"Sorry, is the TV too loud?" I ask JJ. She shakes her head.

"Just checking up on her. Let's move her to bed, I know how uncomfortable laying like that can be while pregnant." She suggests. I nod and I gently nudge Kiley.

"What?" She says softly, the exhaustion evident in her voice.

"Come on, let's move you to bed," JJ says, attempting to help her up. Kiley complies, barely opening her eyes. Once she is off my lap, I stand to help JJ move her to the bedroom. Once she is cuddled back into bed, we leave her to sleep with the door open.

"You should get some sleep too," JJ says to me.

"I don't think I'll be able to sleep until she hits 26 weeks." I say and JJ nods, understanding my reasons. I grab a cup of coffee and begin to mine through the case files that Morgan dropped off for us earlier. We have been working on other cases remotely while Hotch, Morgan and Rossi travel. Us not finding this unsub has been such a strain on us emotionally and physically.


Kiley's POV

Two days till I am 25 weeks pregnant. I am really stressing out. Dr. Magee has instructed me to leave work because the stress of this all is causing my blood pressure to elevate. It's not to the point of dangerous or hazardous yet, but if it keeps climbing I'll have to go on bedrest. I just wish we could find out who this damn unsub is and catch him already.

Agents Jefferson and Colt are with me today. I needed some fresh air and decided to take my usual afternoon walk. We were walking through the park near the bureau when I felt it. I felt like I was being watched and I looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I mean, Jefferson and Colt were a few feet behind me, but that was nothing new. I never felt "watched" around them. I turned back around and followed the walking trail near the edge of the wooded area. That's when I heard it. The distinct sound of a handgun with a silencer going off. I whirled around and saw Jefferson falling to the ground, a bullet had gone through the back of his head. Colt attempted to pull his gun out when another silenced shot rang out. I saw the bushes along the edge of the wooded area move and I tried to take off running away, but I was grabbed by the arm within seconds. I was whirled around and face to face with someone I knew all too well.

"Dr. Magee?" I breathed out in shock and horror. All he did was give me a sinister smile.


Morgan's POV

"Quit beating yourself up kid," I said to Reid. He was blaming himself for not being there with Kiley. "You'd no doubt be dead if you were," I repeated for the millionth time that day.

"Doesn't make me feel any better Morgan!" He almost yelled at me. He was sitting the in conference room, head in his hands and elbows resting on the table. It has been a full 24 hours since Kiley was taken and we were nowhere closer to finding her. Garcia had worked around the clock and taken Kiley's personal laptop to see if she could find something.

"I've got something!" Garcia ran in with her laptop in hand, Hotch, JJ and Rossi close behind.

"Okay so I couldn't connect the victims before, but I finally found it. All of the victims visited different OBGYNs around the D.C. area, so I couldn't connect them. But I did find out that one OBGYN doctor in particular had seen the women before either at one of the offices or in the hospital. Dr. Alan Magee, Kiley's OBGYN."

"What?" Reid's head shot up with disbelief. "Are you sure?" He said.

"Oh it gets worse. I search for hospital records of blonde women who had lost a son at 25 weeks of pregnancy and found nothing. After probing into Dr. Magee's history I found out that his wife was blonde and they were expecting a son. They were on a vacation here in D.C. when she unexpectedly went into labor. There was no time for her to get to the hospital and Magee had to help his wife deliver the baby and he attempted to save his son while waiting for the ambulance. When paramedics arrived, both mother and child had died from the traumatic event. It didn't show up in the hospital records because they were never admitted to the actual hospital. The freaky part is this," she said and clicked the clicker and an image appeared on the screen and at first I thought it was Kiley. Dr Magee's wife looked almost like Kiley's twin. "Today is exactly one year to the date that it happened." She said grimly. The team immediately flew into action. We all knew what to do. We needed to find out where he would take her and get there fast!

Reid's POV

I scanned the map on my desk and tried to find the answer. Of all the times for my geographical profiling skills to evade me, this was the worst time ever. Dr. Magee's comfort zone didn't matter. Garcia was looking up properties that Magee had access to when it dawned on me.

"He's taking her to his home," I said with a sudden realization. I explained my conclusion to the team and we all grabbed our bags and heade to the Jet. It would be a 30 minute flight, the longest of my life. But, we also knew that we had some time to get there. The actual time of birth for Magee's wife was 7 hours from now, so we had time. Or at least I hoped we did.


Kiley's POV

"Please let me carry our baby to full term sweetie," I said while trying not to cringe. My wrists and ankles were cuffed to the hospital bed and an IV was in my arm. I had learned so much about psychology recently and I was so happy to. I needed to play along with his delusion if I were to prevent him from sending me into preterm labor.

"We can't wait any longer to meet him sweetie. I can save him," he pleaded, his eyes wild with delusion. I had been trying to talk him out of it for about thirty minutes.

"No no, please no no no!" I cried as he attached the bag of fluids to my IV. I read the label on the bag, pitocin. It is a synthetic hormone used to induce labor. I began crying when I saw that it was going into my IV.

"We'll be a family again soon honey, don't cry," he said and kissed my head. I yanked myself away from his touch.

"You are a fucking monster!" I screamed at hit and he just walked away. I was scared that I was going to end up just like everyone else, dead. I didn't want to lose my son or Spence. Why hadn't they found me yet.

I sat up in the bed and cried for about 20 minutes when I felt the first contraction. It completely took my breath away. I groaned in agony. This hurt so much worse than expected. It lasted for at least a minute before I fell back onto the bed to rest. I knew that more were coming and that this was it. Only a matter of time before this was all over.