Chester Barker had planned his revenge for five years and now he was going to watch as Derek Morgan and his team suffered like he'd suffered years ago.

Barker's life revolved around his gorgeous wife, Meghan and their three young children; Amy, 6; Chester Jr., 4; and Bethany, 8 months. He worked long hours as a general contractor to provide a comfortable life for them. Nothing mattered more to him than his family and he and Meghan had made plans for a long happy life together. That was until a sadistic killer by the name of Montrell Gibson entered their lives.

Gibson had killed three other families before he'd entered Barker's life and the BAU had already been called in to consult on the case by Maryland PD two weeks before Gibson and Barker's family crossed paths. They were supposed to be the best at predicting behavior, understanding motives and catching criminals with minimal loss. But unfortunately, they hadn't been smart enough or fast enough to prevent Barker from suffering a loss no man should ever have to suffer. For that they would pay dearly.

BAU Headquarters –

The team was assembled in the conference room. Cruz had assigned Rossi to lead the case and ordered that Hotch and JJ not be involved except as observers; they were victims now and each one was wreck. Cruz also brought in another team of agents to take up the slack. They all knew the stats on child abductions and the clock was ticking.

"Okay, what do we know?" Rossi began.

"There was no sign of forced entry so either Morgan knew the UnSubs or he didn't feel threatened by them." Reid began.

"The last time we spoke with Morgan was when Will called to check on the boys at nine-thirty." JJ added.

"That means the abduction took place between 9:30 and midnight." Hotch said.

"Could this have been a home invasion?" Garcia asked.

"Home invaders don't take hostages." Rossi started. "This was planned and whoever it was knew that the children would be there."

"You think they were just after the boys?" Will asked.

"What if they were after the boys and Agent Morgan?" Cal Jensen asked.

Cal was the team leader of the BAU's Team C and he'd been with the bureau for almost ten years. He was good at his job and he was an expert in child abductions.

"What are you thinking, Cal?" Hotch asked.

"This was planned. Does Morgan watch the kids at his home often?"

"No. This was the first time. He usually picks them up and takes them places." JJ answered.

"So they had to know that he was going to be watching them." Cruz added.

"Are you saying this was done by someone who knows him? Knows us?" Hotch asked.

"This was done by someone who knows you… all of you and has been watching you and waiting for an opportunity to strike."

"But this wasn't random." Rossi noted.

"Exactly! This person planned for a long time and then made his move. Tonight was the night."

"Wait a minute. The boys were the target and tonight was the night. Whoever had the boys were going to be taken as well." Reid surmised.

"Not necessarily. The boys being with Morgan just meant that this guy only had to make one stop to grab who he wanted." Said Rossi.

"So we're looking for someone who is angry with Morgan?" Garcia asked.

"We're looking for someone who's angry at the team but blames Morgan in particular." Said Cal.

It had been quite a while since Morgan had heard the boys' cries. He prayed that they were still alive and that who ever had brought them here had not harmed them. His struggle to break free from his bindings had not stopped but it had slowed and he was exhausted. By now Hotch, JJ and Will would know that they were missing. He knew they'd never forgive him for letting this happen and he didn't blame them. If anything happened to Jack and Henry it would destroy them and him. He promised to watch the boys and take care of them instead he allowed them to be taken and if they made it out alive his friends would hate him forever. He renewed his struggle to break free.

The door opened momentarily halting his attempts as he watched the now familiar man walk in stopping in front of him.

"Chester Barker."

"You do remember me. Good!"

His head and vision was clear now free from whatever drug he'd been given earlier.

"What do you want?"

"Straight to the point. I like that. " Barker began as he leaned against the wall across from Derek. "I have one question for you."

"So now the game begins, right?"

"What would you do to keep them alive?" Barker asked ignoring Morgan's question.

"What?"

"What would you do to keep them alive?" He repeated.

"Anything! I'd do anything, just please let them go. They're innocent."

"Innocent?" Yeah so were my three children! So was my wife!"

"I'm sorry for your loss. We caught Montrell Gibson and he'll never hurt anyone else."

"Hmm…you're sorry for my loss! My loss! You should have caught that scum before he killed my family!"

"Barker, please whatever you're planning, leave those little boys out of it!"

"You need to learn! All of you need to learn how it feels to lose the most precious things in your life!"

"I don't understand…"

"What!? Are you kidding? You questioned Gibson! You went to his home, brought him down to the station and questioned him for hours! You, Agent! Then you let him go! He killed my family two days later!"

Morgan hung his head not knowing what to say that would get through to this man who was still grieving the loss of his family.

"Mr. Barker, I am so sorry if I could change what happened! We had to let Gibson go because we didn't have enough evidence to hold him. We did our best but we're not perfect! We try but sometimes we still don't get there in time."

"That's easy for you to say, you didn't lose your wife, your children, your future; but you will."

Barker approached Morgan and leaned down to face him eye to eye.

"And Agent, if you have any hope of saving those two little boys in the other room, you're going to have to be perfect!"

Barker stood and headed out of the room. Morgan began his frantic struggle to break free.

"Where are you going? Please just tell me what you want me to do! Don't hurt them! Please! Let me see them! Just for a minute, please!"

The door slammed leaving Morgan alone angry and determined more than ever to get Jack and Henry home to their parents.

BAU Headquarters –

Garcia along with the rest of the team were frantically searching pass cases that would shed light on the abduction. They'd made so many enemies in the past it could be just about anyone.

They'd recently gotten more information from forensics but not much of it gave them a lead to where the boys and Morgan were taken.

"According to the forensics report on the blood that was found in the kitchen, it doesn't belong to Jack, Henry or Morgan." Rossi informed them. "In fact, it wasn't human blood at all."

"What? That doesn't make sense. Could it have been a part of a ruse get inside the house?" Reid asked.

"Look for cases that sound similar. Let's hurry, we're running out of time." Cruz ordered.

JJ began to cry as she began sifting through the mountain of files in front of them. Her son was her life and in a flash he'd been taken. This was something that happened to other people not her. She was the one who looked for lost children and each case she'd fight the thoughts that made her fear the same fate. Now here she was, one of those others who'd relied on them so many times to do what they do best. She also knew that when it came to cases like this they seemed to lose more than they won.

"I'll never forgive, Morgan for this! He promised to take care of my baby! He promised!"

Hotch couldn't stop pacing he'd lost Haley and now the thought of losing Jack was too much to even think about. What happened? How could someone so strong, so invincible let someone take his son away?"

"Morgan, what have you done? Why didn't you protect Jack?" He thought.