a/n: OMG tons of reviews. really fast. I love you all. I will be updating more frequently. My mini hiatus was due to surgery, and a music competition/audition/festival, then i went on vacation and now i'm back. that was about a month of my life. haha. and now i'm here. so enjoy and reviiiiiew!

Love, Kaitlin

"Oh you're awake…good," a voice said. The pleasure was evident in his voice. Riley's eyes fluttered open.

"Please," Riley croaked out, "Just tell me what you want…" she begged.

"I want to know where Emily is," Ian said firmly.

"She's dead. They told me she was dead. I saw her grave," Riley whispered. Her throat was sore and her voice was practically gone from lack of water. Ian had beaten her senseless and her head was pounding.

"You really don't know, do you?" Ian asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Know what?" Riley begged.

"You're mother is alive. The blonde one you were with, and Emily's boss, they faked her death," Ian said shaking his head, "And so what I want to know is where is she?"

"They what?" Riley asked shocked. It couldn't be true, "How do you…how do you fucking know?" Riley shouted.

"You curse like your mother," Ian laughed bitterly.

"I don't know where she is," Riley whispered, "Let me go."

"I can't let you go. Because sooner or later, she'll find out that I have you," Ian said with a grin.

"And then she'll come and get me," Riley shook her head in realization.

"Correct," Ian said with a laugh.

"And what exactly do you plan on doing when Emily get's here?" Riley asked with a raised eyebrow. She tried to sit up, but she was in too much pain.

Ian shrugged and walked away.

"No. Come back!" Riley cried out, but he just laughed and walked away.

"No," Riley called with a sob.

"Hotch, we have to bring her-" JJ began.

"No, JJ, we can't. He's doing this to lure Emily here. You know that," Hotch try to reason.

"Hotch. Riley's in trouble. How can you just-" JJ tried again, but then her phone rang.

"Who is it?" Hotch asked.

"Unknown," JJ mumbled. Hotch shut the door in his office.

"Speaker phone," He told her.

"Agent Jareau," JJ said, answering her phone.

"Jay," A voice whispered.

"Oh my god," JJ murmured.

"JJ, I need to talk to Riley. I can't do this anymore," Emily said, her voice cracking. JJ mouthed 'shit' to Hotch, who nodded in reply.

"Emily. You need to get here now," JJ said firmly.

"Wh…what?" Emily said through sobs.

"He took Riley," JJ said quickly.

"WHAT?" Emily screamed.

"You need to come. I'll get you the next flight here," JJ said quickly.

"Ok," Emily grumbled angrily.

"Em?" JJ asked quietly.

"Fuck you JJ," Emily yelled, and hung up the phone. Hotch raised his eyebrow.

"I told Emily I would protect Riley with my life…Hotch and I failed her," JJ said with tears in her eyes.

"Focus JJ. You need to focus," Hotch commanded, "We need to go tell the others she's alive," Hotch said fiercely.

"She's on her way," Riley heard a voice, not Ian's say.

"Very good," Ian said with a chuckle. He walked back into where Riley was.

"You're mother is on her way," Ian said.

"I called her," He said with a shrug, "She still keeps her old phone. I had someone track her."

"How…" Riley was astounded that all this could happen when there was so much protection against it.

"She'll be here soon…you'll probably want to eat," Ian said and walked away. A few minutes later, he came back with food.

"We're leaving as soon as she gets here," Ian said firmly.

"WHY are you doing this?" Riley begged to know.

"Because I NEED TO START OVER!" Ian roared. He pushed the plate of food at Riley, toss her a bottle of water, and slammed the door shut.

"Hello?" Hotch answered her phone.

"Hotch I'm going straight there. He called me and I tracked his location. He's hurting her," Emily said quickly.

"No Emily. You can't. If you go there he'll kill you," Hotch said.

"No, that's not what he wants this time," Emily told him.

"You sure? Cuz that's what he wanted last time," Hotch told her.

"No. He wants Declan. And I know where Declan is," Emily said.

"Emily. This is a bad idea. Come here. Please," Hotch pleaded.

"I'm sorry," Emily said and hung up.

"Dammit!" Hotch yelled. He quickly left his office to explain to the team, who were profiling wrecks, what was going on.

Emily entered the building quietly, with her gun up. She snuck slowly, but swiftly around the corners, clearing the rooms and hallways as she walked down the corridor.

Then she saw him.

"Ian," She said quietly. He looked up and saw her. He grinned.

"Save it, mom," Emily heard a voice say. Emily's eyes widened. She kept her gun up, but walked closer to Ian. She slowly turned her head, and saw her daughter, broken, bruised, bleeding and scared. Ian had a gun pressed into her side.

"Riles," Emily murmured, "Ian let her go," Emily begged.

"Slide the gun over here," Ian said angrily. So Emily reluctantly complied. She put the gun on the ground and slide it to Ian's feet. He picked it up.

"Now let her go. We're not running. What do you want?" Emily asked.

"I won't let her go. And you know what I want Emily…you told me what I wanted…that night," Ian said. Emily remembered it.

"You want me to be Lauren Reynolds. I can do that," Emily had murmured, while Ian was torturing her.

"And you think that'll save your skin?" He had asked her angrily.

"I have no illusions," She had replied.

"You want me to be her?" Emily asked.

"And I want Declan," He said firmly.

"Will you let Riley go?" She begged.

"No. We will be a family again," Ian said, raising his voice.

"Ian," Emily said shaking her head.

"Or I'll kill her. Agree to this or I WILL shoot her," Ian hissed.

"Don't. Please. I will…ok," Emily said, hanging her head.

"Good," Ian said. And with that, he pushed Riley at Emily, and walked away, locking them into the room. Emily caught Riley as she fell to the ground. She was in so much pain that she couldn't stand on her own. Emily slowly lowered them on to the floor. Emily wrapped Riley in her arms.

"Mom," Riley said, tears forming.

"Oh my baby…I'm so sorry," Emily whispered, "This shouldn't have happened. I didn't want this."

"It's ok, mom, I'm ok, you're ok. It'll be ok," Riley said, crying into her mother's arms, "But, what are we going to do?"

"Whatever he says for now," Emily said shaking her head, "Starting with Declan. Ian's going to want to go to Europe, where he's comfortable. How we look, our names, it'll all be changed. We'll have no contact with the team," Emily whispered.

"Why does he want this?" Riley asked sadly.

"Because as much as he hates me, he loved Lauren, and Declan and the life we had. And you're practically me," Emily explained.

"Yes she is. Just as beautiful. Curses like you too," Ian said laughing, walking back into the room.

"So, Ian, what's the plan," Emily asked bitterly.

"We'll be getting my son. Then we'll be going to Italy," Ian said with a grin. He handed Emily and Riley passports.

"Lauren O'Donnell," Emily murmured.

"Sophie…" Riley whispered.

"And this is our son, and your brother, Aidan," Ian said, "And I am Patrick."

"Please, you don't have to do this. Just let my daughter go. I'll go with you," Emily pleaded after a moment of silence.

Ian shook his head. "Here is a burn phone. Once you use it, we're leaving," Ian said, "I want you to call Agent Jareau. You will tell her you are going to live with me and we will be a family," Ian said firmly.

So Riley and Emily told the team that they loved them, and through JJ and Garcia's tears, they had to say they were living with Ian and they were happy. They goodbye as the team protested.

"Time to go," Ian said.

"Can you walk?" Emily asked Riley softly. Emily's heart broke at the sight of her baby girl in such pain.

"I'm fine," Riley said. She was so her mother's daughter. Ian led the two of them to an SUV.

"Take me to Declan, Lauren," Ian said firmly.

"Ok. I'm going to need to call him though and tell him we're getting him," Emily said. Ian handed her the burn phone.

"Adam," Emily said. Adam was Emily's best friend from when she lived in the middle east and the man Declan was living with. He was the only one besides Hotch and JJ that knew she was alive.

"Emily?" He asked shocked.

"Yeah…I need…I need to pick up Declan. He's…in danger," Emily lied.

"Are you sure?" Adam asked nervously.

"Yes. I'll be there in twenty minutes. Just pack a few things that he'll need for the car…like a jacket…" Emily said anxiously.

"Ok…Emily where are you taking him?" Adam asked.

"I can't explain right now. I will call you soon. I promise," Emily said quickly and hung up. She handed Ian the burn phone and he threw it out the window.

Twenty minutes later they where at Adam's house.

"Stay put," Emily said to both of them.

"I swear to god, if you mess this up, I will kill her," Ian said angrily, as he cocked his gun and pointed it at Riley.

"I won't," she promised and then she ran up to the house to get Declan.

She came back ten minutes later with a small, blonde boy holding her hand. She was rubbing his back gently. Emily put Declan in the backseat with Riley, and then she climbed in the passenger side.

"Alright, Ian," She said, but he glared at her, "Patrick, drive."

"Emmy, what's going on?" Declan asked quietly.

"Honey, it's really complicated. But I promise I will explain it very soon. This is my daughter, Sophie," Emily said. It pained her to have to call her Sophie.

"You're going to have to change your name..honey…we're going to have to call you Aidan," Emily explained.

"Why?" Declan asked with wide, curious eyes.

"Because…it's very important for me and your daddy that you just listen to us and go with what's going on," Emily explained gently.

"What happened to you?" Declan asked staring at Riley.

"I fell down the stairs," Riley explained, "I'm pretty clumsy," she lied with a laugh. He grinned.

"I'm sorry. Emmy kisses boo-boos and they get better real fast," He said nodding.

"I know," Riley said, biting her lip to hold back the tears. In the front seat, Emily was doing the same.

"It'll be ok," Riley whispered to Declan. He snuggled into her arms in the backseat, and fell fast asleep. Riley did the same soon after. Then it was Emily and Ian alone, driving.

Emily's hand was on the console between the two seats. Ian linked his hand in hers.

"What…" Emily murmured when she felt his hand. Ian leaned in and did something unexpected. He kissed her. And what was even more unexpected was that she kissed back. He broke away and continued to drive, and she held his hand a little tighter, determined to make the best of this situation