JJ waited through the rings. She had called Reid twice already since they'd gotten in the car, but no answer. This time she was leaving a message. "Hey, Reid, it's JJ. Listen… we know you're still working on the case. Well, me, Emily and Morgan know. We're trying to find you, so when you get this, just call us and we'll meet you guys. And you can let us know if you found anything. Call back as soon as you get this, okay? It's important." With that, she hung up, clutching the device a moment longer, hopelessly hoping he would call back at that moment.

Morgan drove while JJ sat in the passenger seat and Emily riding in the back. They began brainstorming where the two may have gone. They didn't know Seattle that well, so deciding their first destination was a challenge.

"What about Riley's apartment?" Emily suggested as they headed down the interstate.

"I doubt that, Prentiss," Morgan said, "They have a limited amount of time, they wouldn't waste it going over the case at her place. And even if they did, we don't know where she lives."

"True," Emily agreed. "And we're assuming they're not back at the station."

"For now, at least," JJ uttered. "Any chance they went back to the school?"

"That's a possibility." Morgan concluded. "But I can't think what they'd expect to find. We need to think like Reid."

"Ha," Emily muttered. "If we could think like Reid, Morgan, we wouldn't need Reid."

Morgan still tried to get into the mindset of a genius. "Okay, I'm Reid." He said. "I'm driving and the most important person in my life is sitting next to me."

"Garcia's going to hate me," JJ laughed, looking back at a smiling Emily. Even with their lighthearted moment, the bad premonition sat in JJ's stomach like a stone.

Morgan ignored the comment. "I've been forced to give up on the case that's putting her in danger. I'm not about to give up with her life at stake. And I only have until morning to figure it out."

"Reid's got to be desperate." Emily realized. "He said he found a lead back at the precinct. Now, the DNA had a partial match to Maria. Could that have something to do with it?"

"It can't, he didn't know about that until after we all left." Morgan explained. "He wanted the victims' medical records. What could he want with those? Is Riley sick?"

"She mentioned headaches and she hadn't been sleeping well," JJ said. The others looked at her curiously. "We had a talk the other day. She didn't mention anything about going to a doctor, but… she could have."

"Okay, that could connect her to the other victims." Morgan thought over the new found information. "Let's head over to the hospital, maybe we'll meet them there. If not, we can at least do a little investigating of our own. It might help them in the long run once we do meet up. Prentiss, you and JJ go in and find out whoever examined her. I'll call Garcia and get the information on the medical records Reid was looking for. I'm sure he had some epiphany that we're missing."

The girls agreed. They continued down the interstate, continuing to discuss what they knew. They paid little attention to the road. Under normal circumstances, they may have noticed when they drove passed a single abandoned car; an SUV that earlier had been aggressively forced off the road.

JJ and Emily had spoken to the front desk about Riley. After some convincing, they were directed to the emergency room to speak with the head of the neurology department.

"I can't talk to you about that," Dr. Lucas informed when the girls began questioning him. "Doctor/Patient Confidentiality."

"We understand that, sir," JJ assured, trying to appeal to him without revealing he was being manipulated. "We just need to know what kinds of tests were ordered for her."

"Doctor/Patient Confidentiality." He repeated forcefully. "Without Miss Parker's consent, I can't tell you anything."

"We're not interested in her results," Emily explained, "We just need to know who was involved with her on the day she came here."

Dr. Lucas let out a long, annoyed sigh. "Look, if I could help you, I would. The last thing I want to do is piss off the FBI. But I need Miss Parker's permission before I can tell you anything about her treatment or diagnosis. There's no proof you know her personally and even if you did, I still need a signed consent form. The last thing I need is to be sued."

"Doctor, we're involved in a time sensitive case. I'm sorry, but we really don't have time to follow protocol." Said Emily.

Dr. Lucas thought for a moment. "Alright, get her on the phone. I'll overlook written consent for now if I hear from her own mouth I can divulge it."

JJ and Emily glanced at each other. "That's… a problem, Dr. Lucas…" JJ said, "We… can't seem to get a hold of her."

"Well, then, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do to help you." He said, picking up another patient's chart. "Now if you'll excuse me, we're kind of busy down here. They call it an emergency room for a reason."

"Wait, Doctor," Emily urged. She didn't want to keep him from patients in need, but this was their only lead right now. "Do you know of any patients of yours or other doctors who… have turned up missing?"

He thought for a moment, looking puzzled. That wasn't a very common question. "I can't say off the top of my head." He explained.

"Maybe any patients that have died recently? For reasons that weren't their initial diagnosis?" JJ added.

"You ladies don't get the confidentiality part, do you?" He asked.

"If they're dead, the agreement is invalid, isn't it, Dr. Lucas?" Emily explained.

That had him. He hesitated, then shrugged. "It's possible. People die every day. I could walk outside right now and be hit by a bus. It could take months to look over every patient, you understand, we just don't have the means to do that. And you said yourself; your case is time sensitive."

"You don't actually have to look, let me recite the names of some of the victims, see if they spark any memory." Emily said. "Jessica Donnelson. Addie Zachariah. Maria Engles. Alex Beck. David Wilhelm-"

"Wait, was that one? Engles?" He said.

"You recognize her?" JJ asked.

"The last name, Engles. There's a Dr. James Engles here at the hospital." He said plainly.

Emily looked at JJ, who was just as shocked as he. "What does he do?"

"He's a surgical intern. He mostly does ultrasounds, he's… my personal opinion is he gets too emotionally involved with his patients, he shouldn't be in surgery. You know, he's working a shift right now, I'll call him down so he can speak with you."

He stepped away to the nearby nurse's station, picking up the phone. Emily turned to speak quietly to JJ. "Wasn't the DNA a partial match to Maria?"

"He's got to be the unsub." JJ muttered. "Reid must have realized that and wanted to check the medical records to prove the other victims had diseases that required an ultrasound for diagnosis."

"You go out and tell Morgan what's going on." Emily said, "I'll take care of Engles. We'll bring him down to the station."

Before JJ could step away, Dr. Lucas rejoined them, looking both amazed and irritated. "I'm sorry," he said slowly. "It seems Dr. Engles is… missing."

"Missing?" JJ said, frightened. The horrible premonition creeping back into her veins, "Can't you page him?"

"He's not here, agents. He is not within the walls of this hospital." He clarified.

"How… how is that possible?" Emily asked.

"He started his shift this morning, and stepped out early this afternoon when he was on break. He hasn't returned yet."

Both could only imagine what Engles was planning. Emily was sporting her own bad forewarning. "Okay," Emily said trying to speak clearly, "Okay, we need to find him immediately. Have someone continue paging him. I need to speak to the interns on shift with him right now, and find out if his car is still in the parking lot."

Dr. Lucas agreed, moving quickly back to the phone. Emily looked to JJ, "You don't think… Reid and… Riley…"

"I don't know," JJ said, silently begging for her phone to ring with Reid on the other end.

"Alright, thanks, Baby Girl," Morgan said, hanging up the phone. The records provided little information, but maybe they would make more since when JJ and Emily returned.

He sat alone in the parked car. The lot was motionless. The other cars sat, awaiting the return of their owners. Still no word from Reid. This was getting ridiculous; he knew to check his phone regularly. Morgan planned, quite literally, on kicking his butt as soon as he met up with them. Reid could be outrageous, but Morgan loved him. That kid was the little brother he'd always wanted.

Finally, his phone rang. Morgan answered, without even checking the ID. "Well, it's about damn time, kid. I don't care what you were doing or how pleased Riley is right now, you've kept us waiting for over-"

"Morgan, it's Hotch." The voice sounded on the other end of the line. "And I take it that means you guys don't know what's happening?"

Morgan hesitated. He couldn't fathom why his boss needed to call. "No, we don't. What's wrong?"

There was a long pause. "I just got a call from Detective Levinson. He and Novak were called onto the scene of an abandoned car on the interstate. The victims in the crash are missing and there was a good amount of blood. They suspect an abduction."

"Really." Morgan said, part of him knowing what was coming before Hotch said it.

"It's an SUV, Morgan," He said. "And they found a cell phone… with several calls from JJ, Garcia… and you."

Morgan swore under his breath. "Are you sure it's their car?"

"Yes. You, Prentiss, and JJ are to meet us and the detectives there. It's along the interstate. It shouldn't be hard to find, a lot of cops are already there."

"How bad is the accident?" Morgan asked.

"Without the victims, it's just a guess. The vehicle looks totaled. The driver's side was smashed, forced off the road and the passenger's side was crushed by a tree. There's significant blood in the car, especially on the driver's head rest. They don't think it's a fatal amount-"

"-So they were alive when they were taken?"

"Right," Hotch agreed. "But whether they're alive now, we don't know."