A/H: Hello again, everyone! And a shout-out to ahowell1993, Beachgirl25, Guest, and Hippiechic81 for reviewing Chapter 3, favoring, and following the story! I do appreciate it!

Next couple-to-few weeks might get rough due to college finals, but I will do what I can, okay?

Please, do enjoy my story and please review; new ideas and constructive criticism are always appreciated. Also, guess where I got the inspiration for some of the dialogue in this chapter?

And may I say…WHAT…A…CLIFFHANGER FOR SEASON 13!

BRING IT ON #300!

Like Garcia said and promised, she sent in a team of police and FBI techs to Élise's apartment and immediately got to work once Reid told them what happened. Straightaway, techs started dusting for fingerprints, bag any evidence, photograph the crime scene and the police were canvassing the neighborhood and her neighbors; anything to help Reid find Élise As Reid walked back into the living room from the bedroom with a hairbrush and a toothbrush,

"Anything?" He asked fellow CSU Tech Gina Sharp, handing her the brush.

"Nothing yet," She answered, gathering the rest of the bagged evidence. "But I'll know more when I get back to Quantico. We'll get this to the crime lab to get a match."

"Make it a top priority, please."

"You got it. I'll let you know if anything."

Sharp greeted the team as she walked out of the apartment.

"Reid," Prentiss said, worried. "What the hell happened in here?"

"The front door was opened," He answered. "But she was not here. Gina's going to get the results to see if it's a match to Élise, anyone in the system."

"Okay. Let's spread out," Prentiss suggested. "JJ and I will take her bedroom; Tara, the other bedroom, Matt and Luke, you guys take the den and bathroom and Reid, you and Rossi here. We need to get Garcia to check her finances."

As the rest of the team split up as Reid and Rossi stayed in the dining/living area,

"You okay, Reid?"

"Yeah," Reid snappily answered him. "Let's just find Élise."

While Tara checked the other bedroom, JJ and Prentiss checked out Élise's master bedroom. As JJ observed the queen-sized bed before moving onto her bedside tables and dresser across from the bed, "Room hasn't looked like it's been touched. Locked windows and it looks like the bed hasn't been slept in recently. Maybe sometimes she sleeps on the couch."

"It's possible," Prentiss guessed as she opened the white master bedroom closet, revealing itself to be a quite-the-walk-in despite the small size. "Whoa."

"Whoa, what?" JJ asked before walking herself into Élise's closet. "Whoa is right."

Prentiss pulls out some of the hanged clothing from the organized closet, "Look at this," One by one, "Ralph Lauren, Calvin Klein, Michael Kors, Tommy Hilfiger, Club Monaco, Karl Lagerfeld, Armani, Burberry; real high-end brands. Even her Rutgers, Princeton, and community college shirts and sweats. She has just tops, jeans, pants, and jackets; no skirts or dresses; not even a pair of leggings or shorts." Prentiss pulls out a notable garment bag, containing a formal dress before looking into some gift bags.

"And look at all these handbags and accessories she has: Kate Spade, Tory Burch, Coach, Dooney and Bourke, Louis Vuitton, Chanel. She even has mismatched socks like Reid."

"All these clothes, handbags, and accessories, only a pair of athletic sneakers and winter boots, two pairs of loafers, Converses and just two pairs of heels. One's velvet and one's black." JJ said as she crouched down and opened an empty box of black Frye combat boots. "She could have been last seen wearing a top, pants and combat boots, maybe a jacket, too."

"We need to get Garcia on it." Prentiss pulls out her cell phone and calls her.

"And when we find her, remind to ask her if I could borrow some of her clothes and handbags."

"What do you need?"

"Garcia, can you pull up Élise's financial records?"

"Yeah-yeah," Typing away. "Got them."

"Find any recent purchases made by her?"

"Yeah. I got card transactions from the Tysons Corner Center and Galleria about a week ago; purchases from Nordstrom, Bloomingdale's, Lord & Taylor, Macy's, Neiman Marcus, Saks."

"Okay. We need to go shopping together one of these days."

"Any other recent purchases? Any big spending?"

"Well, there was the $10,000 auction donation from last month."

"$10,000?" JJ answered, shocked Élise even had even donated that kind of money.

"Yup."

"Okay, we'll call you back later."

"Kay-kay. And find Élise."

"Okay. We need Garcia to pull up the security camera footages from the days she went shopping."

"$10,000?" JJ was still struck by the auction donation.

Luke and Matt were searching around Élise's den, hoping to have anything connected to her mysterious disappearance. It was everything a home office had and needed; all-in-one printer, desktop computer, hidden cordless phone, etc.

"Anything?"

After Matt observed her media console, he noticed it was locked; he figured Élise would not leave a key too far out of place—it was hidden behind the console. Opening it, he finds that it contained her music albums, gaming cases, and laptop as Alvez investigated her desk, which contained papers and documents inside the drawers; old and new. "It's nothing much though. Let's take it just in case."

"We need to get Garcia on her computer," Matt suggested as he grabbed her laptop and left the room to Alvez, walking into Tara. "Maybe we'll get something."

"Anything?"

"Nothing in the other bedroom or bathroom. I couldn't find anything, and it doesn't look like it's been touched."

Back in the dining/living area after the techs left, Rossi observes at her kitchen cabinets and pantries. They were filled with the usual items: pots and pans, pasta and cereal boxes, spices, and herbs; there were even snack cake treats such as Tastykake, Little Debbie, Girl Scout Cookies before looking into her refrigerator.

"Fruits, vegetables and berries, frozen meals, water jugs, a full carton of milk and juice and from where she shops for most her food is," Looking at her old grocery bags, "Whole Foods, Trader Joe's, Wegmans. Where else?"

"Get Garcia to check."

"You okay?"

"Yeah. Yeah, just…"

Rossi noticed Reid was getting and looking…antsy. And snappy. Come to think of it, he could have sworn he looked like he was consumed with anger, despite being the profiler he is and was hiding it quite well, he might add. He also knew that it was very rare for Reid to really get angry unless he was pushed to his limit; he could think of the few times he has gotten angry. In fact, he has not seen him this angry since…best for him to keep those thoughts to himself.

For now.

"Reid? We're gonna find her." Rossi assured him.

"It's getting late," Reid as he started to walk out of the apartment. "I have to pick up Anastasia."

"Reid?" Rossi called out to him, but he just kept walking away. "Reid!"

"What happened?" Prentiss walked back with the rest of the team.

"Reid went to pick up Anastasia."

"Okay. If we don't have a case tomorrow, we'll continue fresh in the morning."

"So, we're giving up just like that?" Alvez asked.

"No," Prentiss said. "We are not giving up. Okay? We all need to fresh eyes to get a better perspective of what happened before she went missing. Everybody, go home and gets some rest because we're going to need it."

As Prentiss lead the team out of the apartment, JJ and Rossi stayed behind, "This won't be a repeat of what happened with..." Rossi assured her.

"I hope this won't be, too," JJ said, with her hand to her stomach. "Rossi, I'm getting that feeling again."

"We'll find her. And the bastard who took her."

"Okay."

"Dr. Reid!" A nursery daycare worker greeted him with a smile as she held Anastasia in her arms.

"Hey, Lola," He greets her back before his eyes went wide-eye on sight when he took Anastasia from her arms and smooches her face. "Hello, Anastasia! Oh, how I missed you. My favorite girl. My favorite little girl. Were you a good girl?"

"As always."

"Thank you again, Lola. Have a good evening." As he was walking towards his car, opened the door and strapped Anastasia down into her car seat, "At least there's one good thing that came out of today—you're still okay. And you're still safe. And protected, too."

Reid closes the book and sighs, "So, we end the day with…Goodnight, Numbers."

Reid took a moment of silence and realized again this was one of the books Élise gave him last year. He smiled sadly. "Look, uh…Anastasia," He was used to her lack of eye contact. "Élise is going to be away for a little while. And to be honest, I don't know when she will be back. But she'll be back. She'll be back. And when she comes back…" Kissing the top of her head. "She'll be back."