Hiding in an alley way and nursing a very sore groin area, Daniel leaned against the door of a familiar night club when he was yanked though the door roughly.

"Coward." The man in the darkened corned said softly.

"I'm not!" Daniel screamed. "We got ambushed. Those girls are tough!"

"Those girls?" The man asked quietly. "You mean the two F.B.I. agents you tried to bully at the bar?"

"You saw us?" Daniel said. "You could have helped!"

"You went rogue. That was not a part of the original plan. This", he said, swirling his hands over the whole room with four men nursing their injuries, "was not a part of the plan." He got up from his corner. Dressed in all black with his black hair slicked against his head, he was the epitome of every gangster you could imagine.

"Johnny…" Daniel started.

"That's Mister Aconi to you", Johnny said. "All you had to do was make sure you kept the agents away from this Mia girl. Simple. But, no. You couldn't even do that." Johnny started to pace. "I got one guy with a broken nose, two with broken bones in their insteps, and another", he looked over at the guy holding his stomach, "hell I don't even know what wrong with him. But he's not right. None of this is right." Johnny pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He spoke softly, but very harshly.

"I have been very patient with you…" Johnny started.

"I know." Daniel said.

"Don't interrupt. It's been almost a year now. And I repeat, I have been very patient with you. But my patience is running very thin. The money, Daniel. Fifteen thousand dollars. No later than midnight tomorrow. And just to ensure you know I mean business…" Johnny trailed off.

"I know you do…" Daniel started, as two thugs grabbed him from the corner and punched him in the stomach. Daniel went down hard, his breath escaping him. The thug on the left kicked him hard as the thug on the right stood him up again.

"Danny Boy…" Johnny said, walking up to him and slapping him in the face. "I really don't have time for this. Get that little wife of yours to give you the money. That's why you stayed married, right? You said that after a year, you could legally file for divorce and get alimony. Or get a settlement. I have waited. I even let you leave Vegas, and that was a mistake on my part. It won't happen again." Johnny smacked him in the face once more and walked away. The two thugs picked Daniel up roughly and threw him out the door. "And see that he actually gets it done this time." Johnny said as he closed the door.

JJ and Emily arrive back at the hotel for the briefing. Penelope had pulled up pictures from the wedding chapel and JJ and Emily had news too.

"So Mia, Reid and Morgan were able to track down some video footage from outside the chapel on the night Mia got married, and I was able to get the photos from their website", Penelope said. "Mia, if this is too much for you…"

"No. I'm OK", Mia said. "I need to know what happened."

The footage began to play and Mia gasped as they all looked at the screen. Daniel was holding her up with her arm draped around his neck and her feet lay sideways on the pavement. In his arms, Mia looked like a life-sized doll.

"So I was drugged." Mia said.

"It seems so, yes." Reid said, holding her hand. "And it had to be something really powerful to make you that lethargic."

"I think that's where our report comes in." JJ said. "Before Daniel showed up…"

"Daniel showed up where you guys were?" Mia asked, interrupting.

"Yeah, but no worries, JJ took care of it." Emily said laughing.

"You're definitely going to have to tell us that story later, Jayje." Reid said, while Morgan nodded.

"That is definitely going to be a noteworthy story", Morgan said.

"Absolutely. But as I was saying. Before Daniel and his henchmen showed up…" JJ started again.

"Henchmen!" Mia screamed.

"Shhh…" Penelope said, smiling.

"We spoke to the bartender at the club and she actually remembered that night. It seems that Mia ordered a drink when she got back to the table from a waitress walking around. Daniel was at the far end of the bar, watching and when the bartender made her drink, went over and tried to grab the drink to deliver it. He kept telling her that it was his wife and he would take it to her, but the club has a policy of the waitresses taking all drinks to ensure the safety of their patrons. She only remembers because she had to call the manager over when Daniel wouldn't get his hands off the drink."

"I actually got a chance to speak to the manager", Emily said. "It's lucky it's only been almost a year, Mia. Places like these often have a very high turn over. He remembered it as well, and before the bartender could remake the drink, the waitress came and took it to you. He figures whatever you got hit with, was put in the drink during the struggle."

Mia stood up and walked to the window. "Is it funny that I'm starting to remember?"

"Often times our subconscious locks details away so that it can protect us." Rossi said.

"It's true. Being in familiar surrounding can often trigger regalement." Hotch said. "Morgan, why don't you do a cognitive interview with Mia?"

"OK." Morgan said. Morgan held out his hand and took her to the lounge area of the room. Mia looked back at Reid nervously, but he smiled and gave her a thumbs up to let her know it was OK.

"Mia. I need you to close your eyes and just relax." Morgan began. "We're just going to talk. And if we're lucky, we'll get some really good information."

"Alright." Mia said nervously.

"Just listen to the sound of my voice and breathe deeply. Let's go back to the party. What did it sound like?"

Mia began to fidget with her fingers. Morgan looked down and smiled. He'd have to remember to tell Reid that he and Mia have yet another thing in common.

"It was loud." Mia answered. "I could barely hear my friend Gail."

"What was loud?" Morgan asked.

"The music. It was, like, super loud. I could barely hear myself think."

"Who was there?" Morgan asked.

Mia fidgeted with her fingers again. "Gail, Tracy, Heather and Daniel."

"When did Daniel get there?"

"After Heather sat down. Gail's face turned pale and Tracy looked nervous."

"Do you need a break?" Morgan asked, taking her hand.

"No", Mia said. "I need to remember this."

"What happened next?" Morgan continued.

"Daniel grabbed my arm, a little roughly because it was sore when he let go and he pulled me to the dance floor."

"Did the girls do anything?" Morgan asked.

"Tracy stood in front of me, but when I told her it was OK, she stepped aside." Mia paused. "I didn't want to involve them. I didn't want them hurt."

"Then what happened?"

"Daniel tried to dance with me, but I just kept asking him what he wanted. I can't remember what he said except he kept saying he was sorry."

"Sorry about what? Try and relax Mia, and let your mind tell you."

Mia took a deep breath and another one. Suddenly she sat upright. "Money", she said.

"Money?" Morgan asked.

"Money. He said he was in debt and he needed my help. That's why I pushed him away. That's why I went to the bathroom. I was so mad that he was asking for money. He didn't want me. He didn't want to make things right. He just wanted money."

"Did he say how much?"

"I truly can't remember the exact number." Mia answered. "But I know it ended in thousand. Did I do OK?"

"Mia, you did amazing. Let's get back in and tell them what we know. This is going to help so much." Morgan said.