Alex's POV

James and I talked on the phone for a bit about Ethan. He didn't believe me until I took a picture of Ethan sleeping in his bed. He said he would get out here as quick as he could.

Eventually Hotch called me back and told me to bring Ethan back because Emily Prentiss had arrived from London. I gently woke him and once I did he jerked awake. "It's okay." I told him and he relaxed when he realized it was me. I smiled at him and he grinned a bit.

"Do I have to go back?" He asked—he looked terrified. I always hated that look. Anytime I saw that look, I practically melted and would give into almost anything—getting him out of painful and scary situations; for the most part.

I hated that look, but I had no choice now. He was a victim and even though he was my son, I had no choice but to do what my boss told me to do. Bring Ethan back to ask him questions about what happened.

"Only for a little bit. My friends want to ask you some questions." I told him.

"Will he—" I knew he was talking about the man who took him away from me.

"It will not hurt."

"Will you stay with me?" He asked and smiled—I wasn't sure if I could, but I nodded. It gave him reassurance and I am sure Hotch would be fine with it if it got Ethan to talk and be more comfortable given what he and the others have gone through.

"I'll be there the whole time. And when it's over, you can come back here." I told him and he nodded. He took my hand and we walked to my car. We drove back to the BAU—I could see Ethan got uneasy as we walked into the building. Once we got inside, we were almost instantly welcomed by Emily Prentiss.

"Nice to see you again, Emily." I said.

"Same goes for me, Alex." She said and we shook hands. We probably could have hugged, but we aren't too familiar with each other and we are also on the job; that wouldn't be very professional. "Anyway, Hotch wants to take Ethan to Reid. He's going to ask him some questions." She said, it gave relief to know it was Reid. "Hotch also said you can assist."

Good. Because Ethan wasn't going to really trust anyone but me right now. He knew me. He remembered me—which made me happy. We walked down into one of the room that Reid was in. Ethan sat down and looked around as I quickly spoke with Reid.

"Did you call James?" He asked me. This wasn't about the case. Oh who cares? We were doing our job and frankly an important thing is the families and Ethan is mine; it is touching that Reid cares enough to ask.

"Yes, he is going to get out here as quickly as he can." I told him.

"Well that's good news." He said and I nodded and then we looked at Ethan. Reid started to ask him questions and I made sure to stay right next to him. He answered the best he could—which wasn't bad considering.

"Did he have any favorite?" Reid asked—I didn't like this question. Of course, that child probably could have the most information. Ethan nodded—I really hope it wasn't. It sounded horrible, but sure enough any mother would think and hope for the same thing.

"Tate and Isabel." Ethan said and I looked out and remembered that was the boy Ethan stayed close to when they were brought in; Ethan must have helped him when he could. And Isabel, the only girl in the group probably made it easy for him to taking a liking to her. I guess now we had to ask Tate and Isabel some questions.

Yes, very short, but something. Hey Emily made an appearance! :) I am hoping to get James into next chapter.

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