Dean led the way through the think trees. It got to the point where we had to veer off the path because they blocked off the part that led to where we needed to go. Before we even left the motel Dean had given me a gun and two clips to go with it, not counting the one already inside. One had silver bullets, the second one had iron and the one already inside was a mixture of both.

He kept looking back at me every few minuets and holding branches out of my way. I started to get a little aggravated after he tired to help me over a large root but I held my tongue. I would rather him be worried about me then pissed.

It took us about two hours to get to the sight. I almost thought that we were lost until I saw the unmistakable yellow that makes up crime scene tap. Dean held up his hand signaling for me to wait. He moved out of the brush and into the clearing.

"You're good." He said after a minuet and I followed after him. The clearing wasn't large in size, but not small either. The grass was a bright green and tress surrounded us other then a small path that led back to the entrance of the park. In the center of the clearing, the bright grass was stained with red. I wasn't sure if all of it came from Spencer or from the victim. I didn't really want to think about it.

Part of me wondered what we hoped to gain from being here. As far as we knew, Rodney never came here. He shot him from a distance and left it at that. But the one thing that bothered me was the fact that Rodney missed. He hit the side of the chest and not the heart. Rodney was never one to miss a shot. I couldn't stop looking at the blood stains on the ground and picturing Spencer laying on the clearing floor right in front of me.

"We need to find the tree he was in." Dean's voice pulled my attention from the blood and onto him. He glanced around the trees looking for a break in the branches. "Sam looked into the weather reports and the wind was blowing east to west."

"So he was more then likely somewhere in that direction." I pointed in the direction opposite from the path. There was a pretty decent sized hole in the branches between the two trees, the break went far enough back that I couldn't even see what might obstruct the shot. Dean glanced at his watch then up at the sky.

"Lets go."

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So everything lead they found led to a dead end. None of the motels in the area recognized her. She didn't go back to her room at all and nothing in there told them where she might have gone. Sam called one of his peers and asked them to take notes for him for the next couple days and they found his phone ditched in a bush outside the library. They also left his car in the parking lot. When they tried to find her older brother they traced the phone number but it was turned off, almost like he ditched it after he got off the phone with her. It wasn't even registered in his name.

Spencer wasn't much help in terms of finding her either. At first the older two agents thought he was protecting her but they quickly found out that he didn't know anything. Addison had kept him so far into the dark that everything they came up with surprised him. He had a basic outline of her past, and as far as they could uncover she had never outright lied to him. She told him about her run-ins with the police and a few things here and there about her childhood. But none of her stories had anything to do with what her family was involved in.

They tried looking into Rodney's past but they ran into the same problems. The only thing they could find were his kid's school records and a few police reports. The only thing they found that connected the two families was the fact that Addison and Sam had been enrolled one of the same schools as Rodney's youngest son.

"What the hell are we even doing?" Morgan ran his hand down his face and leaned back in the office chair that sat across from Aaron. "Nothing we've done has even brought us close to finding them or her."

"Our best bet it to find Rodney, and hopefully after we find him Addison will come out of hiding."

"That's the thing though. She's not in hiding, she's looking for Rodney just like we are but she's got a very essential piece of information that we haven't been able to find, and we don't even know where to look without it. She has nothing on the books, even her job in Las Vegas was under the table. The only thing in her name is their apartment. Spencer's name is on everything else. Their bank account, their car, the phones, the electric, everything. It's almost like she was hiding behind him."

"I'm more worried about why she was hiding then how she did it. You met her father, how did they interact?"

"She was paying a lot more attention to how he was acting around Reid. It was almost like she was scared that her father was going to say something that she didn't want him to know."

"Reid said they broke into the house when they weren't home and left the present. He mentioned that she didn't seemed at all bothered by in, he said that it was almost comforting to her." Both men thought about it for a second.

"One of the uniforms saw the girl at the park." Officer James said, popping his head into the office room. Morgan and Aaron looked up at him.

"When?"

"He saw them a few hours ago. She was with another man, not her younger brother. He tried to follow them but they went off the main path and he lost them." Morgan stood up and started around the table.

"I'll check it out."

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It took us awhile but we made deep into the forest. We walked straight into the trees until we came to one we thought might be an issue had it been in the way. Dean and I looked at one another and had a silent debate of who got to go up.

"You're better at climbing." Dean said quickly. I narrowed my eyes at him and crossed my arms.

"You just don't want to do it."

"I've got to make sure no one sees us."

"I can stand watch."

"Come on, just do it."

"The last time I climbed a tree I almost got shot."

"Then you've got plenty of practice," he pushed me towards the trunk and stepped back, I glared at him, "you're the one that wanted to come, if you had kept your mouth shut this could be Sam climbing." I frowned and turned to the tree. I didn't like the thought of Sam having to do this. I started making my way up the tree. It wasn't until I was about ten feet off the ground that I sat down on one of the branches.

"Do you know how high I would need to be in order to make that shot?" I called down to him. I was already done with this and really wanted to go down and make him go up but I didn't.

"As high as he was." I rolled my eyes and started climbing again. "So tell me, what exactly do you see in Shawn?"

"His name it Spencer!" At this point he was just doing it to piss me off.

"Whatever." I took a deep breath and gripped onto the branches. "Well?"

"Why do you want to know?" I glanced down at him, doing my best not to fall off the tree.

"Just want to know what's so amazing that he kept you away from your family." I rolled my eyes, not this again.

"Dean, Spencer has nothing to do with why I ran away. I didn't even meet him until months after I ran." I yelled down, not knowing if I was to far up for him to hear me normally. It took me fifteen more minuets to reach a level where I could kind of see the clearing. If Dean had replied to my earlier statement, I didn't hear him. I squinted my eyes and tried to see the clearing somewhat clear.

"Find anything?" He yelled up at me. I looked around and found absolutely nothing. The tree was completely clean, well as clean as a tree could be. I leaned myself against the trunk and started to really look everything over.

"It's clean!" I started to look into the tress that were next to the one I was standing in. I had a very heavy sense of deja vu. Everything with Rodney felt like it happened years ago instead of months. I felt like that chapter in my life was closed, of course that chapter opened a ton of others but still, I read past that.

Something caught my eye in the tree right to me. I looked down and back at the tree. I could reach one of the branches but it didn't look to be very sturdy. But I really didn't want to have to climb all the way down just to climb up the other one. I looked around again and saw that a few feet down a sturdier branch was pressed up against my tree and I started making my way down carefully.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dean yelled from the ground as I started moving across the branch.

"Looking for clues!" I called back.

"You're gonna bust your ass!"

"I don't tell you how to do your job!" I threw his words back at him.

"Yes you do! Get your ass down here and I'll figure something out." I ignored him and made it into the other tree and then started climbing up again. It didn't take me long to get where I needed to be. I could feel Dean's aggravation but I was already committed. I propped myself up on two of the branches and made sure I was steady before taking everything in. In between the branches sat a small pile of yellow powered.

"Son of a bitch."

Ohhhh, what's going to happen? Is Rodney going to show up? Is Morgan going to find them? Tell me what you think is going to happen. Please review, it would mean the world me to me if we could make it to 100. This is the most effort and time I've ever put into a story. Thanks for reading! I'll post the next chapter ASAP