They showed up at his last known address which was a one bedroomed house in a rough street on the outskirts of Pennsylvania. Hotch thought best to stay in the back of the SUV until they had him, not wanting to blow his cover in case anything went wrong. 5 minutes later his 2 agents walked out not looking at all happy.

"He isn't here. The house looks like nobody has been here in months. There is a bed in the bedroom and a rundown couch in the living space and that is about it; the shower doesn't even have a head. There were a few footprints in the kitchen through the dust and the side looks like it had some items on so it is possible he was using it as a backup to store some things and coming in and out through the back door but that's about it" Derek exclaimed in an annoyed tone, Rossi running his hand over his face.

"Do you think that now we have a possible suspect we should bring the others back and change JJ and Reid back? He is going to be picking up new victims within the next few hours and the way it looks, he has his eyes set on you guys" Hotch pondered the thought, sharing a look with Derek who seemed to be thinking the same as Rossi.

"Okay, let's go and pick them up" The two jumped back into the SUV and went straight to the house they had been occupying. Hotch jumped out first, frowning when he saw a woman standing in the garden next door staring at his house. She turned at the sound of the car door shutting, sending the three men a smile.

"I'm afraid you just missed them" Hotch frowned, Rossi and Morgan looking between each other.

"I'm sorry, missed who?" She nodded to the house, walking up to them.

"The family who lives next door. I'm their neighbour, but I never give myself time to introduce myself in the few days they have been here. I was just leaving for my nightly jog about 45 minutes ago when I saw them leaving. They had a flight to catch you see, but I'm afraid the man of the house forgot to shut his door properly and I wasn't sure what to do" Hotch never give the woman a chance to finish before running head first into the house, Derek taking off after him.

"I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?" She turned to Rossi in confusion, the man sighing heavily.

"You said you left for you run 45 minutes ago?" She nodded, wrapping her arms around herself slightly.

"Yes. I work nights with a computer system company and when I'm not in work my sleeping pattern is a mess so I tend to burn some steam by doing a lap of the block and the park when I can't sleep. I was just leaving when I saw a man carrying a young girl in his arms. I asked her if she was okay and he said he had a flight to catch to Chicago and his family had fallen asleep so he was leaving them to sleep. When I came back I noticed the door was open and I didn't know if he had a key and if I should have just shut the door or not" She explained, all of a sudden concerned when the two other men emerged back out the house, the pair looking highly distressed.

"He got them Rossi. He left the syringes on the couch- the makeshift bed was still warm and the TV was still running" He said, his emotions starting to show. The woman gasped, realizing she had let a man kidnap his family and did nothing about it.

"Sir I had no idea. I should have introduced myself then I would not have made the mistake" She exclaimed in panic, Rossi putting his hand on her shoulder.

"It wasn't your fault- you couldn't have known. Would you mind riding with us back to the police station so we can take your statement properly and take any necessary details from you?" She shook her head and followed Rossi to the back of the SUV, Hotch and Morgan climbing into the front.

"We're going to get them back" Hotch stated to Morgan, seeing the internal battle in his eyes, knowing it must be hard to suppress all his feelings in one go. This was not what they were expecting when they showed up. Morgan just nodded, knowing that the more he said the more he would break down. He just had to hold it together so they could get them back.

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Emily began to stir from her drug induced sleep, slowly sitting up and taking in her surroundings.

Where the hell am I?

It took her a few seconds to get herself together, the first possible solution coming to mind being that the unsub had gotten them while Hotch was out. She looked around again, realizing she was in a small room on her own without her two children. Her natural instinct began to kick in as she realized that, as much as they were FBI agents, right now they were vulnerable children and this guy was not to be messed with. She stood and began to survey the room properly. It was bare and eerie, a small light bulb hanging from the ceiling casting a dawning shadow around her. The walls were solid concrete and the door was at least half a meter thick, hard to kick down. She pounded on it, the sound not even echoing around her small room so it was hard to believe it got far outside.

"Jennifer, Spencer! Can any of you hear me?" She tried, hoping that they had woken up and could at least hear her.

"Mom? Where are you?" Spencer shouted back, sounding fairly close considering the concealing situation she was in. She was glad he sounded okay and also that he was still in character.

"I don't know, is Jennifer with you?"

"No but I'm here" She heard JJ call from somewhere, though she sounded quieter.

"Are you both okay?"

"I think so" They both called back, Emily letting out a small laugh that they both seemed to be okay. A door could be heard opening somewhere, Emily pressing her ear against the door.

"Mom!" JJ screamed, Emily banging against the door in distress.

"Stay strong Jennifer" She cried, hearing the blonde scream in terror. "Get away from her you sick bastard!" Everything went silent, Emily feeling uneasy about the silence that had taken over their prison. She was too scared to call out again, not wanting to antagonize him while he was with JJ. She resulted in pacing the room, minutes passing without any noise from either of her friends/ children. What was he doing? Hours seemed to pass, Emily having grown tired and resulted in sitting on the hard floor, her head in between her knees in worry. Out of nowhere, her door was swung open and a small body was thrown towards her. She leapt forward, Spencer landing in her arms in a huddle. He has a small cut on his face and a bruise forming around his temple but all in all seemed to be okay.

"Are you okay?" He nodded, scrambling so he was behind her, his mouth seemingly sown shut, no noise of any kind coming from him.

"Where is my daughter?"