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Reid was in the kitchen, fixing up breakfast, when Élise walked in, yawning. Élise opened her mouth and raised her finger when she tiled her head and tugged on her earlobe. Reid noticed this, walked up to Élise, and kissed her cheek, nearly starling her.

"Whoa!" She jumped but sighed when she noticed it was just Reid. "Oh, it's just you, brains."

Reid kissed her cheek again, "I'm so sorry, my love."

Élise scratched her head and cocked her head again as she sat down at the table, "That's okay, baby love," She patted his chest and licked her lips.

"Are you okay?" Reid placed his hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of her head.

"I think I forgot," Élise said dazedly. "I don't really…"

Reid placed her breakfast plate of an omelet with tomatoes and mushrooms, berries, sliced apple and banana, and a tall glass of orange juice. "Pregnancy brain."

Élise threw her head back against the chair and planted her hand on her face, "Oh, God. Not this again." She picked her head up again. "Remember the time I walked into the bathroom, and I almost forgot to urinate?"

"Or when you walked into the kitchen, and you almost ate raw cookie dough?" Reid reminded her of that moment and how he slapped the spoonful away from her.

Élise whined, "I so don't want to have to do with this again."

"Remember when I told you about the hormone fluctuations, such as estrogen, progesterone, that can change and influence your brain, especially during the pregnancy?" Reid recapped. "Your brain is growing and adjusting to help you bond with our boy."

Élise sighed exhaustingly, "I know." She cut a forklod of omelet and was about to eat it when she noticed Séraphine wasn't in her highchair. "Where's Fifi?"

Reid swallowed before answering, "I'll go wake up Fifi," He got up from his seat, kissed the top of her head, and assured her, "You enjoy your breakfast."

"Hey, Maeve!" Élise opened her arms out before hugging her after Maeve opened the front door. "How are you doing?"

Maeve squealed before pulling away, "I'm good." She waved to Reid, who was walking up the pathway, holding Séraphine's hand and Opal behind them. "Hey, Spence." She gasped, "Hey, Séraphine. How are you doing?"

"Gad!" Séraphine gabbled.

Maeve asked again, "Are you ready to go see BJ again?"

Séraphine clapped her hands, "Yea!"

Élise smiled at the sight of her daughter talking. Soon she'll be saying complete sentences and speaking more eloquently. She turned her attention back to Maeve as she, Reid, Séraphine, and Opal entered their home, "Look at you, Maeve. I cannot get over how good you look, girl. I mean, look at you."

Maeve spun around after closing the door, locking the bottom half, and wobbled towards the plush couch. "I do look good, don't I?"

"Indeed, you do, my love," Bobby said as he came back from the kitchen with a plate of unsalted nuts and seeds, thoroughly washed fruits and vegetables, and set them down on the coffee table. "How are you guys?"

Reid wrapped her arm around Élise, "We're good. Work is work."

"Same here, even though I have to deal with these pregnancy symptoms." Élise looked down at her belly.

Bobby joined Maeve next to her on the couch, "Tell them, Maeve."

Élise lifted her eyebrow, "Tell us what?"

Maeve bit down on her tongue and cried, "We're having a girl!"

Reid and Élise's eyes widened, and their mouths dropped, "Congrats! Have you thought of any baby girl names?"

Maeve cupped her hands and rubbed them together, "Maybe Barbara after Barbara McClintock or Rosalind after Rosalind Franklin, known for her work on X-rays. Or maybe something unique, like Orla, which means Golden Princess in Irish mythology, or Bridget. Oh! Maybe Saoirse?"

"Ooh, those sound like beautifully unique names," Élise cuddled closer to Reid as Séraphine shuffled her way to them. Reid scooped her up as Élise continued. "We already have a bunch of names for our boy."

"What kind of names are you thinking for your boy?" Maeve asked intriguingly.

From memory, Reid recited, "Joseph, Otto, Matthew, Ralph, John, Xander, Dylan, Ivan, Ryan, Gianni, Leonardo, Alexei, Roberto, Daniel, Ulrich, Alexander, Stephen, Albert, Wolfgang, Siegfried, Zane, Isaac, Conan, Nikola, Carl—with a C, not K, Darwin, Ludwig, Magnus, Newton, Pierre, Anders, Louis, Alfred, Auguste, Eugene, Dimitri, Franklin, Johannes, Louis, Jethro, Samuel, and Sheldon."

"Wow," An amazed Bobby said. "Lots of names to consider."

"We vetoed a few so far," Élise replied, tickling Séraphine's belly. "But yeah, we still have plenty of time to pick out a baby name for our boy."

Bobby bundled BJ and placed him on his knee, "Just promise me that you're not going to give your boy a silly name."

Élise humorously chuckled, "I swear everyone keeps saying that."

"It's true." Maeve and Bobby said together.

BJ babbled, "It tru."

Opal barked

Everyone laughed merrily and continued spending the afternoon together.

After returning home, the family had some chicken stir-fry with vegetables, small apples, kiwifruit, and pineapple slices for dinner.

2:53 A.M.

Élise walked out of the bathroom, dressed in her favorite navy-blue lace detailed nightie, after needing to use the toilet when she saw Reid dressed in a sweater vest over a purple button dress shirt, tie, dark pants, and Converses.

"Ooh," Élise liked where this was going and crawled into bed again. "I know it's late, but do you want me to undress you tonight?" She started caressing her arms, batted her eyes, and lowered her voice.

Reid sighed, "Unfortunately, I got an urgent text from Garcia. Like let-your-derriere-on-the-jet-pronto."

Élise pouted her mouth. "I take it missing children."

"Mmm-hmm," Reid fixed up his tie again and kissed Élise's forehead. "I love you."

"I love you, my love," Élise stroked his cheek.

Reid grabbed his satchel and go bag, waved her goodbye again before turning off the light. He made his way to Séraphine's nursery and kissed her forehead, touched her cheek, whispering, "I have to go, Fifi. I love you so much."

Séraphine briefly opened her eyes before closing her, "Da…"

Reid smiled and tickled her cheek before leaving her nursery. He waved goodbye to a sleepy Opal and locked in the security alarm before leaving.

The team met up on the jet, and Garcia briefed them about a frightened and macerated young boy found in the Arizonan desert by a family and alerted them of the abduction of another boy named Billy Henderson.

Judging by the terrified boy's scars, cuts, and bruises—even though some were unseen, especially his eyes, no doubt this young boy was held captive for a long time.

Nevertheless, the unsub got a head start abducting this missing boy, but there's fear of what this unsub will do to him now that the captive escaped him.

After landing, JJ and Morgan went to the hospital to try and talk to the captive. Prentiss and Rossi tried to speak to a woman named Samantha Allen, who was at the police station to talk about a boy she saw in chains decades ago before but got spooked and left.

At the police station, Reid and Hotch met the head of the case, Detective Perez. While Hotch talked to Billy Henderson's parents, Reid went with Perez and looked at a small glass picture array.

Samantha Allen was looking at that before she got spooked and left.

Pictures of police officers and her father, J.B. Allen, a well-known real-estate developer.

Élise was in bed on her lap desk, trying to focus on her work, and typed away when she got a call. Answering it, and spoke into the mini microphone, "Hello?"

"Hey, Élise."

Élise gasped, "Hey, Anna. How are you?"

Anna answered, "I'm good. Thanks for asking. And yourself?"

Élise laid her head back against the pillow, "Pregnancy with a second child is something, alright."

Anna laughed, "It'll be okay. Anyway, want to come down to Las Vegas for the Easter weekend?"

"Let me check real quick," Élise clicked on the calendar app on her laptop before rechecking her phone. "According to my pregnancy tracker, I'll be at 28 weeks, so yeah, I think we can make it. I'll let Spencer know; he's on a case in Arizona."

"Okay," Anna replied coolly. "I better get going; I have an appointment with a major client."

"Good luck," said Élise before she hung up.

Hotch got off the phone with JJ, who was still at the hospital with Morgan, and told him that the traumatized victim's name was Angel. While Prentiss tried to talk to Samantha Allen again about seeing a boy in chains, Garcia sent over a list of missing-runaway southwestern kids from the 1980s.

Reid and Hotch concluded that the unsub transferred Angel, logical, and Billy Henderson was a target. At the same time, Perez thought they should just confront J.B. Allen, a possible suspect, and Samantha's father.

Reid found a private spot to make a private phone call.

"Hello?"

Reid will never get enough of hearing Élise's voice, "Hey, belle." Reid scratched his head, "So, how are you doing?"

"I took a little break from my work; Rose helped me with lunch, and Fees is napping right now. Oh!" Before Élise could forget, "Anna called and asked if we could come to Las Vegas for the Easter weekend."

"Well, considering how you'll be 28 weeks pregnant and you're not at risk for preterm delivery, we can go to Las Vegas. Might as well since it's best not to travel after the end of the 37th week," said Reid before he sighed. "I swear, I needed to hear from you; the boy who escaped captivity is so traumatized, he can't even speak, and who knows what this unsub will do to his latest victim."

"Aw, poor kid," Élise's heart went out to the boy, "When you find the monstrous bag of crap, give him a special kick in the nuts for me, beat the crud of him, and then shove him down a hole in the deepest abysses of hell."

Reid couldn't help but giggled, "You know the baby can hear your voice."

Élise whispered, "Sorry. I love you."

"I love you, too."

Reid went with a few undercover police officers and discreetly followed J.B. to the market, his daughter's plant nursery, and is now at his isolated house from afar. He told Hotch of J.B.'s background and thought he customized the house he built and stayed with his late wife to hide his victims.

Reid was now with Prentiss and Rossi in the disguised van, urging Sam to talk to her father and see if they could find some evidence.

Unfortunately, Samantha claimed she saw nothing.

Finally, Samantha started to open up more about her father as JJ and Morgan got to Angel and more information from his mother.

Reid smiled a little bit when he watched Billy Henderson reunite with his parents but felt bad for Samantha as she was forced to see who her father really was.

Reid had just left the kitchenette when he rechecked his phone and saw it was a picture of Séraphine and Opal Élise just sent him. He smiled before he looked up, and Morgan distantly looked out the window.

Reid knew this case affected him in more ways than once.

Reid was always happy to be home, especially dealing with cases involving children. Punching in the security alarm, he waved to Opal, who was sleeping in her pen. He made his way towards Séraphine's nursery. Creaking towards her crib, he tickled her cheek.

"Da…" Séraphine jabbered dreamily.

Reid smiled and kissed her temple. "Goodnight, Fifi."

He left her nursery for his bedroom and noticed Élise sleeping.

And loud snoring.

Reid chuckled to himself and kissed Élise's forehead.

"Mmm…" Élise groaned, licked, and smacked her lips. Trying to open her eyes, she managed to get a squint of Reid standing over her. Closing her eyes again, "Hi, love."

"Were you trying to wait up for me?" Reid stroked his fingers through her hair.

"A little bit, yeah," Élise planted her hand over her face. "Oh, those pregnancy symptoms…"

Reid was in the bathroom; he took a shower and changed into a dark purple sleepwear set, and crawled into bed next to Élise. "It'll all be worth it when we see our boy."

"Yeah, I know," Élise turned to face Reid, and he looked so drained. "Tough case, huh?"

Reid sighed and agreed, "Let's just say these kids are on the long road to recovery. And…Morgan really gave the unsub a serious beating before Rossi stopped him."

Élise chuckled. "That's Morgan, alright. I do admire him for his dedication and passion for helping children, but I swear if he ever puts our children in the middle of one of those prank wars…"

Reid finished the sentence for him, "Oh, I think he learned his lesson about that. And well."

Élise giggled before she and Reid embraced in a passionate kiss.