Spencer moaned, the thought of being awakened by his phone slightly irritating him but he got up and smiled apologetically at his wife before picking the phone up. It was still early in the morning but it seemed to be a decent hour at least. Being parents changed that and he often found himself along with JJ, hunting for any possible moment for a lie-down.
The number was unknown. He answered it.
"Hello, Dr Spencer Reid speaking."
"Spencer, hi. I-It's Johnny. Johnny Sivertson."
Spencer sat up, more alert. "Johnny, hello. How can I help you?"
"I-I was wondering if you knew where Ramona is? She was due back two hours ago, her flight arrived but she wasn't there."
Spencer's heart jumped. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I've been waiting along with the kids and our friends for her but she's not here. I'm actually worried, to be honest. She's never gone back on a promise and she promised to return home as soon as she was done. Before we had the kids, we had a miscarriage and she was away from home for a couple of days but she's always come back. I know I'm worrying but she's not exactly home. She's in another state-"
"I got this. Don't worry, Johnny. I'll find her."
Johnny sighed. "Thank you. Call me when you hear from her. I'll do the same if I do too."
They both hung up and Spencer turned to his wife with a small smile on his face.
"Ready to start work earlier than usual?"
JJ smiled, the first genuine smile for her job that she had in a long time. Her job was saved by the big man upstairs and that had prompted the team to get back together.
"Thank God my mother decided to stay." She grinned.
He smiled, kissing her lips as he leant their foreheads together. "We have to find out where Ramona is. She was due back home this morning but Johnny's just called to say that she didn't arrive and they'd been waiting for two hours since her flight arrived. That reminds me, I have to save his number."
He got out of bed with his phone, saving the number as he entered their en-suite.
"Do you think she's okay?" JJ asked, padding into the room after him.
"I hope so. We'd have to stop by the hotel she is staying at first."
"Okay, let me get ready. Then, we'll find your sister."
...
They headed to the reception desk, waited in line then finally reached the smiling concierge.
She welcomed them with a bright smile before asking, "...and how can I be of help today?"
"We are looking for a guest who came to stay here for a couple of days-"
"Ah, I'm sorry. We can't divulge any information on guests who may or may not be staying-"
JJ flashed her badge. "Would this convince you?"
The concierge's smile faltered as her eyes glanced upwards back at them. Her bright smile returned. "May I ask the name?"
"Ramona Sivertson. Or Ramona Reid."
The woman typed away on her computer and clicked her tongue, looking up. "We had a Ramona Sivertson check out last night. There are no results for a Ramona Reid, though."
Spencer nodded. "Okay, thank you."
He and JJ turned around and left, Spencer's heart suddenly leaping with worry.
"I should have asked to check her room, shouldn't I?"
JJ nodded. "Let's go back in."
After another ten minute wait, they finally reached the friendly concierge.
"How can I be of assistance now, agents?"
"Can we check the room she occupied? Has it been cleaned, yet? Or reclaimed?"
The concierge typed away on her computer. "No guests are staying in the room and no cleaners have been through to the floor just yet. You have ten minutes until they do. I'm assuming you need to-"
"Check the room. Yes, and thank you," JJ cut her off.
The concierge retrieved a key card, typed away on her computer before handing JJ the card. "Room 209, fourth floor."
Spencer thanked her before he and JJ hurried to the lift just as it was closing and pressed the number '4'. The other couple in the lift gave them glad smiles and they returned it, thankful they reached their floor before any conversation could start.
Once they entered the room, they searched every part before JJ finally found a small locket.
"Hey," she called out, gesturing for Spencer to join her. "I found this."
She opened it up to see a picture of Spencer's mother and a small baby.
"It's Ramona's..." Spencer breathed out, taking the locket from his wife's hand.
Then it clicked.
"Come on. I think I know where she is."
It took them forty-five minutes but they finally arrived at the cemetery where his mother was buried.
"Wait here," Spencer whispered.
JJ nodded and placed a short but sweet kiss on his lips. "Good luck. I hope we find her here."
He nodded and exited their car before making his way over the hills of gravestones and memorials before finally reaching his mother's. But it wasn't alone.
"Ramona."
She jolted and turned, tear stains down her cheeks. "You-You came looking for me," she stated.
"I was worried. Johnny called to say that you hadn't arrived home."
Ramona's face crumpled. "It's like I'm losing her all over again. And myself too." She cried.
Spencer knelt beside her, bringing her in for a long and tight hug. "How long have you been here? You're freezing."
"I-I don't know. I'm sure it turned dark when I arrived though."
"You've been here overnight?"
Ramona blushed, wiping her nose with her sleeve. "I used to have these meltdowns and wander around the streets all night. I hadn't had one in a long time until Johnny and I had a miscarriage before Irene and Lukie. But now, the overwhelming emotions of meeting you and finding out that Mom died and... It got too much, I'm sorry for worrying all of you."
"Hey, it's fine. I understand. Even Johnny does too. Come on, let me take you home."
"To yours?"
"No, to Vegas. Then we can talk about getting you some time off from work so you and your family can come and stay over."
Ramona sniffled and nodded, leaning into his side. "Thank you, big brother."
"Anytime, little sister."
