*With the Team*

Morgan kicked down the doors to the apartment complex and the team of Hotch, Reid, Rossi, Morgan, Grant, and other police officers poured into the building. Reid and Morgan and a few other police officers followed them as they made their way to the basement, while Hotch, Grant, and Rossi, and the rest of the police officers went up to find Daniel and cut him off.

"Morgan, I've been thinking, what if there's a back way Daniel knows about, and he's already got Melissa? What if he's already back tracking and waiting for our groups to go around and avoid him so he can leave?"

"Reid, that's just crazy. He's not that smart."

"Morgan, listen to yourself. 'He's not that smart'. Morgan, he thought of this entire plan; the fake identity, kidnapping Sarah as bait, using this place to hide out, earning Lissa's trust. He is that smart."

"Reid, I don't know man. Yeah he was smart enough to think of that, but is there even back ways through here?"

The two men turned and looked at the officers with them as they approached a flight of stairs.

"Back ways? Yeah. The apartment complex is divided into two halves. Each one has their own way to get to the basement, top floor, and front doors." One officer explained.

Reid just looked at Morgan.

By now the men had stopped walking and you could tell Morgan was thinking long and hard about what he wanted to do.

"Fine, Reid, you and I will wait in the back way in case he goes by. The rest of you guys will go straight to the basement. Call us if you see or find anything."

The small group split up and went their separate ways.

With Rossi, Hotch, Grant, and the remaining officers, they went straight to where the saw Daniel in the window from below, with no sign of him along the way. They saw one of the apartment's doors was ajar, so they checked it out.

"They've definitely been in here. There's bowls of food in the sink and you can tell the beds have been slept in." Observed Hotch.

"If they aren't here, the only other place for them to be is in the basement." Replied Rossi.

"I'll call Morgan and Reid and let them know he's probably headed towards them." Said Hotch.

"I'm going down there now, this asshole isn't getting away with her." Said Grant.

Hotch and Rossi looked up surprised at this outburst.

"Melissa and I dated back in high school. We even went to prom together. And even though we broke up, I still care about her. She's my friend and she always will be." Grant explained.

Hotch gave him a small nod and let him leave the room to go to the basement.

Hotch finished dialing Morgan's number.

"Morgan, we just got to the room Daniel was keeping them in, they aren't here so he's your way. Grant already went down to meet up with you guys. Be on the lookout."

"Ok, thanks Hotch. Reid and I split from our team because Reid thought Daniel might try to take a back way to escape so we've been in one of the back ways leading from the basement, the second floor, and the front doors. So we will see him if he comes by here. The other officers are going to the basement as we speak so I'll call them and let them know."

"Thanks Morgan. We'll be down with the other officers in a bit. If we can trap him between us, then we can try reasoning with him again."

Both men hung up and Morgan started dialing a number.

"Hey it's Morgan. I just got a call from Hotch about how he's either in the basement, on his way to the basement or on his way back for the basement, be ready for him."

Morgan hung up.

"Morgan, what are we going to do?"

"Stay right here Reid and block his exit."

*With Melissa*

So here I am. Cold, shivering, and huddled on the floor next to where my best friend was. How did this happen? I just want to be home again.

I hear it, the stamping of his feet inches from the room I'm in. I can hear him yelling at Sarah. From her, cries.

This was all my fault, not even a year with the team and I needed my ass to be saved.

J.J. is probably at the police station with Garcia, keeping each other sane.

Hotch is more than likely with Morgan, making sure he doesn't take his anger out in a way that could hurt the team.

Prentiss is probably piecing all the pieces together to hopefully help the team find Sarah and I.

Rossi; he's probably nervous but not showing it. I'm his adopted daughter for crying out loud. Mom, if she cared, would kill Rossi knowing this happened while under his care and supervision.

Reid, well Reid's probably glad this happened. He did say he never wanted to see me again. What better way than for me to end up dead. I wish I could take back everything I said to him though. Tell him how I really feel. But right now it seems to just be a little too late for that.

After about five minutes I couldn't hear anything outside the door. My guess was he was taking Sarah somewhere else. Some place where if the team came in, they'd find her right away allowing him to leave with me undetected.

I waited in silence for what seemed like hours. But to my guess it was probably fifteen minutes at the most. My breathing was starting to get worse than it was before. I was hoping I could convince Daniel to let me out of the basement. I didn't have my inhaler, and if I had an asthma attack from the mold, it was going to be deadly.

Without realizing it, the door swung open and in ran Daniel.

"We're leaving. Now. Get up. Let's go!"

He was in a hurry, so he just grabbed my hand and practically dragged me out the door with him. He started running past the stairs we originally went up and ran further down the hall. My breathing was increasing and I was getting worried.

"Dan…we need…to stop…I can't….breathe." I said in between gasping for air.

"No damn it! We need to keep going! Come on!"

He pulled my arm, but I didn't go this time. I pulled against him.

"I said let's go!"

He tightened his grip on my wrist and pulled again. I still didn't move.

"Let's go!"

This time when he tightened the grip I felt a crack in my wrist, a searing pain swept through my arm, and a loud scream of pain left my mouth.

His free hand quickly covered my mouth and he loosened his grip on my wrist. This time when he moved, went with him.

"Daniel Eastmore! Let my agent go, and we won't shoot." Said a voice I recognized and missed so much.

Hotch, Rossi, Grant, and ten police officers we're behind us. Right next to us was the flight of stairs that would bring us to the first floor, and out the doors.

"No! I'm not letting her go! I lost her once, but I got her back, and now, she's mine!"

The next thing I knew Daniel was holding a gun to my head. I had tried to stay calm for most of the ordeal, but now tears were streaming down my face and I was now having a full blown asthma attack, his free hand still covering my mouth. Hotch and the others raised their guns.

"Daniel, put the gun down. We don't want to hurt you; we want both Melissa and you safe."

"That's a lie! You just want her safe!"

"Daniel, I know how you feel. You love her. She's everything to you. But she's sick. She can't breathe from the mold, and she's having an asthma attack, you need to let her go so we can help her." Said Rossi in a calm voice trying to reason with Daniel.

"No! If I can't have her, no one can!"

Then there was a shot. And it all went black.