A year ago:

Brennan was covered in blood. It was pooled around her on the floor, coating her clothes and making her hair a darker red that usual. Spencer was kneeling next to her, his hands over the shot in her chest.

"Stay with me, Brennan!" Spencer yelled as Morgan led the paramedics to her.

"What do we have?" An EMT asked kneeling beside Brennan

"29 year old, double GSW to the chest and stomach," Morgan answered.

"How long ago?"

"Five minutes at most."

"No!" Spencer exclaimed as the other paramedic tried to push him out of the way.

"Reid," Morgan said as he grabbed the man's arm and pulled him away from his wife. "You have to let them do their job."

"That is my wife, Morgan."

"I know, pretty boy," Morgan said to this friend. "But you can't help her right now. They can."

Spencer slumped against Morgan as he watched the EMTs set up an IV and start to push fluids.

"How far along is the pregnancy?"

"She's 37 weeks," Spencer answered the man as they loaded her onto the stretcher. He noticed the two paramedics exchange a look. "What was that? Why are you making that face?"

"We're not doctors, we can't give you any information."

"What's wrong with my daughter?!"

"Reid," Morgan said in his ear. "Let them do their jobs."

Spencer climbed into the ambulance behind the paramedics. "Get the rest of the team and get them to the hospital."

"I will," Morgan said as he shut the doors and the ambulance drove off.

Spencer was pacing the OR floor when the rest of the team showed up at the hospital. JJ immediately went to him and wrapped her arms around her friend.

"How is she?" JJ asked as she pulled back.

"She's in surgery," Spencer answered monotone. "When she gets out of surgery, if she gets out of surgery, I have to tell her that our baby is probably dead."

"I'm so sorry, Spence," JJ said as she hugged him again.

Spencer pushed her away and moved over to the window, putting his hands on the windowsill and leaning on it. "Who was this guy?"

Emily shrugged. "Carl Rutledge. He's lived here in Washington his whole life going between Tacoma and Seattle, Bellingham, and Sumas. We had no reason to suspect him until it was too late."

Spencer pursed his lips before he turned to face Emily. "You're team leader. I'm telling you now that if Brennan dies. I quit. I'm walking away and I won't look back."

Dave watches his son-in-law. He didn't bother saying anything to him because he knew that nothing he said at the moment would help the situation any. "Rutledge was gone when you got there?"

Morgan nodded. "We thought that taking care of Brennan was the more pressing matter."

"It was the right choice," Dave told him knowing that Morgan was having doubts about not going after Rutledge.

"Has anyone told Garcia?"

"I called her," Morgan responded. "She's getting on a plane."

"She can't do anything here," Spencer replied. "None of you can, you guys should be out looking for the man that tried to kill Brennan rather than just sitting here on your hands!" Spencer bit out as he punched the wall.

"Spence," JJ said as she took his hand in her own. "The police are looking for Rutledge. We need to be here for you and for Brennan when she wakes up."

"If she wakes up."

"She will," she said as she pulled him into a seat.

"Rossi? Brennan Rossi?" A doctor asked as he walked out into the waiting room.

"Us," JJ said as her and Spencer stood again.

"We managed to stabilize, Mrs. Rossi. The bullet tore through her left atrium and we repaired the valve."

"What about the baby?"

"The bullet tore through the infant. We unfortunately had to do a cesarean and deliver the baby as a stillborn. Mrs. Rossi…"

"Reid. Her last name is Reid."

"My apologies. Mrs. Reid is going to have a long road of recovery ahead of her. The bullet that pierced her stomach is in too difficult of a place to try and recover. It could stay lodged there forever, or it can become unlodged and travel, however, right now we feel the best course of action is to leave it where it's at. The nurse will tell you when she's awake and you can go and see her."

"What about my daughter?" Spencer asked. "Can I see my daughter?"

The doctor hesitated for a moment. "We can arrange for you to see the infant. Let the nurses know when you're ready."

Spencer nodded as he sat down again as Dave thanked the doctor.

"Did you find out anything from the ex-partner?"

The team were all assembled around a table in the restaurant of the hotel that they were staying in. Most of them were eating, but Spencer was just sitting there staring at his team members.

Morgan shrugged. "You mean her ex-lover."

"That's not important," Spencer said crassly. He knew that she had a thing going with her old partner before she moved to the BAU. That was water under the bridge. "Did he have any information about Brennan?"

"He said that they met up for dinner on Tuesday where she brought up that she was trying to find Rutledge. She wanted him to look in their systems and see if he had any information that he could share with her. He told her he would look the next day and then they uh….they went back to his place, kid."

Spencer took a deep breath before he shook his head. "That doesn't matter, Brennan and I are separated she can take whatever lover she wants to. What happened after they went to his place."

"Well, he didn't go into details, but I would assume they slept together."

Spencer gave Morgan a droll look. "I mean after that, Morgan."

"He said that he woke up the next morning and she was already gone. She left a number that was to a disposable cell for him to call. After he hadn't heard back from her for two days, he brought it up to his captain, but the captain apparently hasn't felt it was important enough to consider her a missing person yet."

"And he won't until there is without a doubt evidence that she is missing."

The team turned at the new voice and all a sudden there were hugs and all going around as Hotcher was the voice behind them.

"What are you doing here?" Spencer asked as he broke away from the hug. "I thought you were enjoying the stay at home dad life."

"I love the stay at home dad life, but this is a friend. Someone very close to me, so I came in as a consultant to help find her."

"We're glad to have you here," Dave said sincerely.

"So what do we have?"

JJ handed him the file. "There are text messages and phone call records or Rut/ ledge to her for the months leading up before the abduction. A lot of them are about very personal things about her and Spencer's life. Like certain things they had for dinner, one very graphic text about an intimate moment between the two of them. A lot of them calling her a failure as a mother before she couldn't protect her daughter." JJ ran a hand through her hair. "A lot of it is hard to read. He says what he wants to do with her, including rape and sodomy and things that really shouldn't be thought about."

"What did the hotel search come up?"

"Just had the bear with our daughter's initials monogrammed in it as well as her gun and credentials."

Spencer looked down as his phone beeped. He looked at the text message before looking at the team.

"What is it, Spencer?"

Spencer handed the phone to JJ who read the message with a sigh.

Husband, husband on the wall. Who do you miss most of all? Your beautiful blushing bride waiting on the side or maybe your darling mother a trusted other?

They both are with me now, call and check and darling Helena, well she didn't pass the check. One, two, three, the clocks tick tick. Don't wait too long to make your pick.

JJ scrolled down to look at the pictures. One of Brennan tied naked to a bed and another of Diane tied to a chair in another room.

"Spence."

"Fuck this, I'm finding this asshole," Spencer bit out as he left the table