The sound of steady beeping was annoying. Jade's eyes fluttered open to see what the noise was. Her vision was blurry as she tried to take in her surroundings.

"Jade? Honey, can you hear me?"

Jade's brow furrowed in confusion. She didn't recognize the voice. She looked around the room as her heart rate increased. The beeping sound grew faster.

"It's ok, Jade, you're safe now," the voice said again.

Safe? What did she mean safe? Suddenly it all came crashing back to her. She had been woken by a loud crash. They attacked her. Lizzie was screaming. Lizzie.

"Lizzie!" she shouted as tears streamed from her eyes.

"Shhh, it's ok. Everything will be ok," the woman, now hugging her, said.

"Where's Lizzie? He took her, oh my God, he took her," she sobbed as the woman soothed her.

"Spencer and the team are looking for her. They'll find her."

"Spencer? I need Spencer. Where is he?" she said panicking.

"He's at the station."

Jade realized the woman comforting her was Penelope. She pushed away and started tearing at the IV's in her arm.

"Whoa! Jade! Stop, don't do that!" Penelope cried.

"I need to go to Spencer. I have to go. Lizzie needs me. I have to leave," Jade said as the door burst open and nurses came running in.

They tried to subdue her as Jade fought back. Penelope quickly pulled out her phone and called Spencer. It only took two rings before he answered.

"Is she alright?"

"No, she's fighting to get out of here. She ripped out her IVs. She's trying to get to you and to Lizzie."

"Put me on speaker," he ordered.

Penelope obeyed and fumbling pressed the speaker button. "Go ahead."

"Jade? Jade, it's Spencer … Jade, I'm right here … talk to me."

Penelope moved toward the bed so Jade could hear him. "Louder!"

"Jade! Jade, it's me! Honey, listen to me, please! Jade!"

Jade stopped moving as she tried to figure out where his voice was coming from. She shook as the nurses held her arms tightly.

"Spencer," she whimpered.

"Sweetheart, I know you are scared right now, but you have to stay put. Let them take care of you. You are safe there," he said.

"But Lizzie," she sobbed.

"I'm going to find her, but I need you to stay where you are. There are officers stationed outside to protect you. Garcia will stay with you to protect you. If you leave there …" his voice caught. "I don't want to have to look for you too."

Jade sat down on the bed as the nurses let go of her momentarily. Garcia ushered them from the room ensuring she'd page them when Jade was calmer.

"He has her. It's all my fault," she said weakly.

"Who has her, Jade?"

"I tried … I tried so hard to protect her, Spencer," she said wetly.

"Jade, who has Lizzie?"

"Our dad."

Garcia's eyes grew larger as she watched in silence.

"Your dad? You and Lizzie are sisters?"

Jade nodded forgetting he couldn't see her.

"Jade, who is your dad?"

"John Murtaw."

"John Murtaw? You mean Senator John Murtaw?"

Again, Jade slowly nodded. Her body bent in broken defeat.

"We need to talk in person. I'll be right there. Garcia, no one is to come into that room except our team. I want that door blocked. Do not let anyone in. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Penelope squeaked as she grabbed a chair and stuffed it under the door handle.

"We're on our way."

(xxxxx)

Penelope paced nervously while she waited for Spencer to arrive. She had to deal with two angry nurses and a doctor pounding on the door window, yelling for her to open it. The officers were no help. After what felt like hours, she heard another knock on the window. She looked up to see Spencer staring in at her.

She scurried to the door and slid the chair away. Spencer raced in with Hotch and Alex right behind him. As soon as Jade's eyes landed on him, she burst into a fresh set of tears. Spencer wrapped his arms tightly around her as she sobbed into his shoulder.

He whispered calming words to her as he clutched her tightly to his chest. They watched as he placed a few kisses to her head before pulling back to observe her injuries.

"How are you?" he asked as he looked at one of the cuts on her forehead.

"A little sore," she sniffled.

"I don't mean to be insensitive, but we need to talk with you urgently," Hotch interrupted.

Spencer nodded as he sat down next to Jade, holding her close for comfort. Jade wiped at her tears as she curled into him.

"Jade, we need to know what's happening so we can find your sister," Hotch said.

Jade glanced at Spencer with apologetic eyes. He responded with a small kiss to her temple.

"I guess you know now, that my name is actually Jessica and my sister is Mya."

They all nodded, except Penelope who sat listening intently.

"My father … he's not like what the world sees. He's … he's very …" she shivered as her eyes welled up again.

"It's ok, you're safe with us," Alex said gently as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

"It started when I was 4. It was seemingly harmless. He'd tickle me and accidentally touch me. I didn't think much of it. But then he'd stay in those areas longer each time. The first time he actually …" her face turned scarlet as she looked down at her blanket.

"I was 5. It hurt so much and when he finished touching me, he told me I was bad. That what I had just done would make my mom hate me. That I could never tell anyone or I would go to jail. I was terrified.

"So, every time he'd do it, I would lay quietly praying my mom wouldn't find out and send me to jail. By the time I was 6, he was making me touch him, while he touched me. By 7, it escalated to oral and by 8, it was … all of it."

Penelope's hand covered her mouth as tears streamed down her cheeks. Spencer sat rigged, feeling sick as he held her close. Emily and Hotch stayed stoic, though he could see signs of anger surging through them.

"It seemed like each year he'd think of something new to do to me. He'd share me with a close friend or beat me in places no one could see. As I grew older, he grew less interested in sleeping with me and more interested in punishing me.

"When I was 16, my stupid mother, who turned a blind eye to everything, got pregnant. I was so mad at her because I knew what was going to happen. I knew what this new child had in store for them. I was so determined to protect that child, I tried to push my mom down the stairs, hoping she'd miscarry.

"They kicked me out of the house for that. Thankfully, I had a good friend who took me in. She knew what my father was, but no one could say anything. He was a politician with strong connections. They knew how to keep us silent.

"After Mya was born, I knew that I had to get back into dad's good graces to protect her. She needed me. So, I went home one night, apologized and begged him to let me come home. I got a good fuck and a hell of a beating that night, but I felt it was worth it.

"I tried to always be by Mya's side, so she never had a chance to be alone with dad, but when she was 4, I saw the signs. He was doing the same things to her. I tried so hard to stop it. I offered myself to him, but I was too old now. I wasn't interesting anymore.

"I used to sit with her and hold her afterwards. I would try to ease her pain as much as I could, but it killed me to know what he was doing. When she was 6, I tried to get in the middle and order him to stop. I threatened to tell the world what kind of man he was …"

She began crying.

"You're doing great," Spencer whispered wetly as he smothered her head with kisses.

"Instead of punishing me, he punished Mya. He beat her so badly she lost her hearing. She was so scared, and it was all my fault," she sobbed.

There was murmur of no's in the room, but Jade shook her head.

"I shouldn't have challenged him. I knew better. I knew he would get away with it. He concocted a lie, paid off a doctor to support his lie, and then garnered sympathy for his poor child that had gotten sick and lost her hearing. The worst part was, Mya didn't blame me. She still came to me for comfort. She still believed in me. She still clung to me to save her. I knew I was running out of time before dad fully forced himself on her."

Jade glanced up at Spencer with tears in her eyes.

"That woman you saw at the funeral. That was Anna Nguyen, Ms. Walkers real granddaughter. Anna helped me plan an escape with Mya. We worked for months on creating alias' and then one day she called to tell me she had found the perfect place for me to go. Her Nana was suffering from Alzheimer's and needed a caretaker.

"When Mrs. Walker heard what was happening, she was more than happy to help. Of course, there were times she forgot who we were and would get scared. Like the time you helped me keep her from jumping out the window.

"Late one night when dad was busy hosting guests for dinner, I took Mya and we ran. Anna picked us up and took us to a friend of hers who drove us to Ms. Walkers. We changed our appearances and laid low. I know he was searching for us and he told the world we were kidnapped to get more sympathy and as usual people believed him."

She turned to Spencer.

"I'm so sorry I lied to you. There were so many times I wanted to tell you, but I was so scared. I know you would never betray me … but I couldn't … I was –"

"I know," Spencer said as he lifted her hand and kissed it. "It's ok. I'm not mad. I'm just so sorry for what you've been through."

"So, can you find Lizzie? Can you get her back safely? Please?"

"We'll get her back," Hotch interjected.

Spencer looked to him with gratefulness and admiration. These were the moments when he really saw Hotch's true colors shine. Spencer turned back to Jade and gave her a reassuring smile.

"You try to rest and –"

"Please let me come with you. I don't want to stay here. He can get to me here," she panicked. "I'm not safe here. Please, don't leave me."

Spencer looked to Hotch who was watching her carefully. Finally, he nodded.

"Let's go."