"Has anyone seen our Fearless Leader today?" Garcia asked as she charged into the bullpen, leaving a trail of glitter behind her.
"Hotch?" Morgan looked up from the paperwork he was filling out. "Now that I think of it – No."
"He wasn't here when I came in," Reid volunteered. "And I haven't seen him arrive since then."
"Maybe you should check with Rossi," JJ offered. "Hotch may have called him to tell him that he was going to be late."
"Rossi hasn't seen him either," Garcia informed the group. "And Jessica just called me to see if we knew where he is. Apparently, he never made it home last night."
"That's not like Hotch," JJ stood up. "He would never pass up an opportunity to be with Jack."
"Have you checked his cell phone, Baby Girl?" Morgan asked. "Or the GPS on his car?"
"I wanted to check with you guys first before I invaded his privacy," Garcia replied. "Let me get back to my office and see what I can find."
"Do you need any help?" Rossi asked from where was standing on the balcony. "Is there anything any of us can do?"
"Let me check and I'll let you know," Garcia promised as she scurried back to her lair.
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"What did you find?" It was a short time later and Morgan was standing behind Garcia's chair reading over her shoulder.
"It appears that the GPS on Boss Man's car has been disabled," Garcia reported. "However, I do have a read on his cell phone."
"Where?" Morgan was insistent.
"Right there," Garcia pointed at the screen. "But, that doesn't make any sense."
"Why not?" Morgan was studying the screen.
"Because, according to the satellite photo, that area is nothing but swamp," was her explanation.
"You don't think that someone took him out there and dumped him, do you?" she appealed to Morgan. "Even if he is alright, if he has been out there all night – "
"More likely they took him and dumped his phone," Morgan declared as he rushed out of the room. "But we need get that phone. Maybe it will tell us something. I'm taking Reid and JJ with me. Send us the coordinates."
"Sent!" Garcia declared as she pushed a button. "And, in the meantime, as much as I hate to do it, I will be checking our leader's phone records. Hopefully I will find something there."
"I'll send Rossi in to help you," Morgan promised. "He is much more likely to know friend from foe as you go through Hotch's calls."
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"Well, we found Hotch's phone," JJ told the group later that morning as they gathered in the round table room. "And, Penelope, you were right. It was in the middle of a swamp – Slowly sinking deeper and deeper into the mud."
"It is currently in the lab being examined for fingerprints and any other forensic evidence it may have picked up," Reid continued. "Along with all our shoes and clothes – Just in case we picked up something while we were searching."
Rossi noted that all three of the agents had changed into the clothes they routinely kept in their gym lockers.
"However, his car is still missing," Morgan pointed out as he again adjusted the ties on the sweatpants he was wearing. "And an APB has been put out for it and for Hotch."
"As of approximately an hour ago, SSA Aaron Hotchner is officially a missing person," Rossi announced. "All law enforcement in the immediate area, as well as throughout the state, have been alerted to be on the lookout."
"I assume you didn't find anything on his phone," JJ looked at Rossi and Garcia.
"Not a thing," Rossi confirmed.
"And I am now trying to locate any traffic cams or other security cameras that he would have passed on his way home," Garcia reported. "Although, I haven't been having much luck."
"Stick with it Baby Girl," Morgan reached over to pat her on the shoulder. "If there is anything to find, I am sure you will find it. Meanwhile, Reid and I are going out to the landing strip. We are going to retrace the route Hotch would have taken to go home last night. Maybe we can get some idea of what happened to him."
"Stay Safe," Garcia replied. "And, I'll go back to searching for security cameras and the missing GPS system."
"And JJ and I will be interviewing Jessica and Jack," Rossi spoke up. "Maybe they can help."
