Bounty Hills Housing Community: 27 hours 16 minutes missing

Rossi stepped out of the SUV, strapping on his Kevlar vest as he went. The SUV was parked at the housing community's entrance, hidden in the bushes. Behind him stood Reid, the youngest member scanning the neighborhood for anything suspicious.

"Garcia said that she did background checks on these houses," Reid said, pointing to a block on a map, "Nothing came anywhere near the Dent's so for now, we can't eliminate anyone." Rossi nodded and checked his pistol clip. "Where are JJ and Morgan?" he asked.

Reid pointed to a block in the northern part of the community. "They have fifteen officers with them and they are going to work top to bottom, leaving us going west to east. Think that this is going to work?"

"No more questions about that, kid," Rossi pointed to a blue ranch home near the community entrance, "Let's get to work and bring our people home."

Six blocks north, JJ stepped off the sidewalk and onto the road. She had just rung the doorbell for a home to a mother with five kids. The mother had instantly freaked out at the sight of JJ's vest; the agent had to waste five minutes calming the woman down. Morgan wasn't having any luck either; both houses that he had rung ended up having hostile neighbors, annoyed with "police presence."

"Bastard," JJ suddenly heard from behind her. It was an irritable Morgan, who stepped right in line with her. "They don't even care that two federal agents are missing."

He dropped his head in annoyance before hearing his cell phone ring. It was Garcia, whose voice was filled with worry. "Derek, my darling knight, the Dent's car just showed up on a traffic camera at the intersection a block away from the housing community. I followed them three blocks west where they took a back entrance into the community- an entrance that's not on a map. Based on what I'm seeing, community residents take this entrance all the time. It's like a super-secret entrance-"

"Baby Girl!"

"Oh- Derek, I think that they know that you guys are there!"

"You're kidding! Find them, Penelope!" Morgan exclaimed. JJ gave him a confused look at his outburst. He turned to her and said, "The Dent's are here and they might know about us!"

"Derek, I'm searching as fast as I can through satellite," Garcia said through the phone. Morgan turned his attention back to Garcia and put the phone on speaker. Both agents could hear Garcia muttering, "Come on…come on…..Oh, , I got them at 2718 Hallen Lane- Derek; they are pulling into the driveway! It's four blocks south of your position- go!"

"Tell Ros-"

"I'm dialing them as we speak. Just go and bring Hotch and Emily home!"

27 Hours 37 Minutes Missing

"Are you serious?" Prentiss exclaimed. Stanley numbly nodded, " I like you guys. I don't want Daddy to kill you two-"

"Stanley, you have to help us! You can't let him hurt us, ok?" Prentiss said to Stanley. The man slowly nodded before saying, "I can try 'cause….. I don't want you guys to die even though I was mean to you both." He took note of Hotch's current state, "I can talk to them-"

"Stanley, we're profilers!" Prentiss exclaimed, "Our job in the FBI is to look at people's behavior and we know that if your dad is as upset as you say he is, he will not listen to anyone right now! You-you need to let us go!"

"Let you go? I don't want you guys to leave though…."

"Stanley, I promise you that if you help us get out of her, we will come and visit you as much as we can!" Prentiss lied. She held out her hand and pleaded, "Please, Stanley, please!"

"Promise?"

"Yes, Stanley. We promise!"

Stanley hesitated before nodding, "Ok, I'll help you!" He took a step towards them before they heard a door open and slam close. Stanley's eyes widened and he whispered, "Momma and Daddy are here."

"Let's go then," Prentiss responded. She slid off the bed and wrapped an arm around Hotch's waist. "Is there an attic or a room that we can hide in?" Prentiss could feel her nerves rising as the steps downstairs came closer to the stairwell. Stanley looked into the hallway and said, "You can go into the attic at the end of the hallway."

"We will. Please try to stop your parents from coming up here, ok?" Stanley nodded in response and bolted towards the stairs. Prentiss turned to Hotch and asked, "Think you can walk?"

"I'll...try," the Unit Chief gasped. He slowly pushed himself upwards until he was standing shakily on his feet. Prentiss put Hotch's arm around her neck and started walking with him towards the door. He grunted and winced with every step they took, worrying Prentiss. They needed to get rescued….very soon.

Once in the hallway, both agents slowed their pace as they heard arguing from downstairs. Daniel was yelling at his son in what Prentiss assumed was the kitchen. After they made it to the attic door, Prentiss opened the door, helped Hotch onto the attic stairs and glanced back to make sure that the hallway was clear.

At that moment, Prentiss heard Daniel's voice carry up the stairs, him soon appearing in the hallway. They exchanged looks before Daniel ran towards Prentiss, a knife in hand. Prentiss gave Hotch a push up the stairs before slamming the attic door shut and locking the door. Daniel rammed his body into the other side of the door as the agents skirted up the attic stairs. Daniel rammed against the attic door again, this time pushing the door off its hinges. He could see the agents moving towards the attic window.

"Come back here!" he yelled, sprinting up the stairs. Hotch was now on his knees under the window. Prentiss stood in front of him in a fighting stance. Daniel smirked and lunged forward, his knife narrowly missing her waist. She tried to grab his arm, but failed when he jumped to side and sliced her arm. Prentiss fell back next to Hotch with her hand on her wound. Daniel raised his knife to stab him both before he heard,

"FBI! Freeze!"

Morgan was standing at the attic door with his gun aimed at Daniel. He yelled, "Put the weapon down and put your hands behind your back!" Behind him, Reid stepped past Morgan with his gun also aimed on Daniel. "Mr. Dent, we have your wife and son! Don't make this hard- put the weapon down!"

"You aren't about to ruin this for me!" Daniel yelled. Before he could decide what to do, his arm involuntary flinched. Morgan took it as a sign of aggression and fired a shot into the man's arm and leg. Daniel fell to the ground next to Prentiss and Hotch as Reid ran to Daniel's side, handcuffs in hand.

Morgan ran to Prentiss and asked, "Are you ok?" The brunette nodded in response and looked over to see Hotch slipping in and out of consciousness. She lifted him into her arms and whispered, "We're ok. We're going home, Aaron. We're going home."