Blake offered to drive Rossi home and, at Amanda's suggestion, they stopped along the way to pick up several trays of pastries as well as an assortment of flavored pancake syrups. By the time they joined the rest of the team at Rossi's house, Amanda and Lena not only had the coffee ready but also had been busy cooking.

After they had been cleared by the new agent guarding the front door, ("This is my house, you idiot!" Rossi had snarled) Rossi led the way to the kitchen. Blake sniffed the air appreciatively.

"I didn't realize how hungry I am," she commented. "Dare I ask what is on the menu?"

"In addition to the pastries you just brought in, we are making oven baked pancakes," Lena told her as she took the trays from Rossi. "The first pan should be just about ready to come out of the oven." Blake noticed with amusement that Morgan hurried over to help Lena with the wrapped trays.

"Anderson?" Rossi noticed that the agent was still there. "Haven't you been relieved of duty?"

"Kind of," Anderson told him. "As you might have noticed when you came in, Agent Bedford is now on duty. Apparently, because it was your car that was involved, The Director feels it is expedient to continue maintaining security here. The two of us will be relieving each other."

"And, after Agent Anderson has finished eating breakfast with us, he is going upstairs to get some sleep," Amanda spoke up as she came into the kitchen from the sunroom. "I've put him in one of the guest rooms."

"Good Morning, Dave," she greeted him with a smile.

Rossi wasted no time crossing the room and soundly kissing Amanda in a way that left no question as to their relationship. "Good Morning Yourself," he replied with a grin.

"If you think this is bad," Lena told the room at large. "You should see them when they think they are alone!"

Amanda broke free from Rossi's embrace and smiled at the team. "Okay, everyone," she announced. "One pan of pancakes is coming out of the oven, and I have the sunroom set up for you to use. No Dave!" she admonished as she batted his hand away.

"Yeah, Dave!" Morgan interjected. "Cool it! We need to figure out what is going on here before you get your 'thang' on."

"What's a 'thang'?" Reid asked, puzzled.

"Why don't you get some coffee to go with your sugar?" JJ suggested kindly as she propelled him towards the coffee pot. "And, then, I am sure Lena can help you fix your pancake."

"I'll be glad to give you a hand with that," Amanda offered with a smile at the young agent. "Why don't you tell me what you like on your pancakes and I'll take it from there."

"What do we know about Bedford?" Hotch asked suspiciously. "I haven't seen him before."

"Don't worry," Morgan spoke up. "He was in my hand-to-hand combat class and he did great - I trust him!"

"Well, I don't know about the rest of you," Blake spoke up. "But, I am hungry!"

A short time later, everyone was sitting in Rossi's sunroom eating breakfast and discussing the case. Anderson, Reid, and Rossi had all surreptitiously checked out the room and noticed that the remains of the two wicker chairs had disappeared. They assumed that Amanda was responsible for removing them.

"As soon as I am done here, I am getting back on-line to continue my research," Garcia was finishing her second cup of tea.

"Do you have everything you need?" Rossi asked. "You can use my desk computer, too," he added.

"That will help," Garcia told him. "If I can run both my laptop and your computer it will speed things up. And," she looked at Reid. "Someone was going to make me written copies of the files that I have been restricted from."

"Right. I did that on the way over here," Reid told her. "They are in my messenger bag." He started to stand up but was stopped by Garcia.

"Finish getting your morning caffeine fix," she told him. "I know you're no good without it. It's going to be a few minutes before I am ready to start."

"One thing has been bothering me," Amanda told the team. "Maybe it is just me, but how did whoever this is know that Dave had been to the bank, and that he would be returning? It just seems weird. I mean, I didn't even know about the necklace until last evening when he got it out and suggest that I wear it."

"Another part of the puzzle that needs to be solved," JJ agreed.

"Someone at the bank would have seen him come and go," Morgan pointed out.

"Okay, that's one of the places I'll start looking," Garcia announced as she stood up. "I'll check all bank employees and see if any of them have any connection to the jeweler."

She looked pointedly at Reid. "Oh, right," he told her. "Let me get my messenger bag and I'll be right with you."