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Warning: Slight depiction of child molestation

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"What's your plan Reid?" Hotch's voice came through Reid's earpiece after they had passed Kelso and were on the Kelso Cima Road.

"Okay, we're now approaching from the southeast. If half of the team turns west at Cima Road and then turns onto a dirt road that leads to Morning Star Mine Road, we'll be approaching them from both the north and the south, making any kind of run for it more difficult," Reid explained.

"What next?" Hotch asked.

"There was a population of 21 people in the 2000 census but that has since dwindled. I don't think more than a handful of people, if that, actually live here and I can't think they're not cognizant of what's going on. I think they'll be working out of the biggest building in town. They'd need space for their equipment and to house the kids. I'd say the old train depot."

"Carry on," the unit chief said.

"I'd like to use the infra red heat sensors to locate bodies in the building, to see if we've got the right place."

"What kind of entry are you considering?"

"I'm assuming there are front and back doors, one facing the street and one facing the tracks where the trains took on water. I figured we'd do a soft entry, possibly Morgan and Prentiss coming to the front door as lost hikers. While their attention is diverted at the front door, we could enter through the back. I doubt doors are locked out here and, if they are, by the time we kick the door in and distract them, Morgan and Prentiss will have their weapons out."

"Why this way Reid?" Rossi asked

"Because there are likely kids there; if we do a hard entry, I don't want the unsubs to be able to use a child as a shield. Also a soft entry's less likely to scare them. They've been through enough already."

"Okay Reid, we'll do it your way," Hotch said. "We'll come in with you from the south and SWAT can go around and come in from the north."

"Copy," they heard from the SWAT commander.

"If possible, I'd like for you, Morgan Rossi, SWAT and me to neutralize the unsubs. I think once the raid starts the disruption will scare any kids that may be there. I think Prentiss and JJ should secure the children. They're less likely to be afraid of a woman I think."

"Yeah, I'll second that," Morgan added. "The Dinsdale kids were very leery of me."

"Mind you," Reid said, "if there's some kind of security set up that we have to breach before going in or the sensor shows it looks like the kids are being hurt, all bets are off and a soft entry is out of the question and we'll have to go hard. We just have to remember there may be kids there."

"Alright then," Hotch said, "it looks like our plan is in place."

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The BAU team was situated at the south end of the old town, if you could call it that, Emily thought. It looked completely deserted. There were a few very old buildings surrounded by sand and not much else. Little vegetation grew around here. It appeared completely desolate; the perfect place for this unspeakable enterprise to be going on. Their vehicles blocked any passage to the Kelso Cima road. They waited while the SWAT team got into position on the north as dusk descended. Reid and Morgan had taken position across the narrow street from the depot by the post office, which Reid informed them was still an official building and that Cima did have a zip code. They aimed the infra red heat sensor at the building, which did appear to have lights on, the only sign of life in this abandoned wasteland. The pair looked at the screen just as SWAT pulled into the north side of town and positioned their vehicle to prevent any egress.

"I'm amazed that we even got a warrant," JJ said. "I mean all we had to go on was some sand and Reid's gut."

"Yeah," Emily chuckled slightly. "It's a good thing Ralph Kennedy knew a federal judge with some 'indiscretions,'" she made quotation marks with her fingers.

"Well a federal judge likely has higher ambitions," Hotch added.

"And he wants what happened in Vegas to stay in Vegas," Rossi finished for him.

"We gotta get ready to move Hotch," Morgan said as he and Reid returned to the team along with the SWAT commander.

"The heat sensor picked up six bodies in one big room on the left of the front door," Reid said. "Five of them are big and one is pretty small. There are two other bodies, also small in the right side of the building, but they're not together in the same room."

"So we're dealing with five unsubs and three children," JJ clarified.

"There are two vehicles at the back," the SWAT commander added, "along with a generator and a satellite dish.

"There's also a lot of heat coming from another source," Morgan added, "likely the lighting. They may be making one of their little porn videos right now."

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Rachael was on the bed and Cameron was setting up the correct camera angle. "For Christ's sake, hurry up Cam," Mitch said.

Menendez seconded that motion. His hands were sweating in anticipation of getting them on that beautiful little body. He ran them down the sides of his pants.

Cameron looked through the viewer, "Okay step up there Alex, I want to make sure I don't get your face." Alex did as he was told and Cam said, "Okay, I think we're ready." He pointed at Menendez, "Action."

Alex reached out for Rachael who looked about to back away until a look at Mitch told her she'd be very sorry if she did. She felt the sweaty icky hands on her as the man slipped his hands under her top and ran them over her. She could feel them shake as they went over her body. He started to sigh and groan. Then one hand left her body and she saw him undo the zipper of his pants and they fell to the floor …

Mitch heard a knock on the front door. Nobody ever knocked on the door. Nobody was out here. "What the fuck," he said as he turned for the door, pulling his knife out of its sheath near his boot. He opened the door to see a big black guy and a pretty white woman standing there. She looked like she was holding a map in her hand.

"Hi," she said, "sorry to intrude but we seem to be lost and it's getting dark which doesn't make things any easier. We noticed the lights under the dark curtains. We've been hiking all day and we're beat and can't wait to get back to Kelso. Typical man," Emily pointed at Morgan, "never wants to ask for directions." She held up the map, "Can you show us where exactly we are and how to get back to Kelso so I can get a bath."

Mitch shoved the knife he'd been hiding stealthily behind his back and took the map from them, showing them where they were. "Just go down that road to the south and you'll get there no problem."

"Thanks," Emily said, "come on honey; she tugged on the hoodie Morgan wore over his Kevlar vest. "Let's go now."

On Emily's words the back door flew open. "What the f…" Mitch pulled out his knife as he turned toward the sound while Morgan and Emily drew their weapons.

"FBI," they both yelled. "Down on the floor, NOW!"

The rest of the team and SWAT had gone into the large room where filming was taking place. They found one man manning a camera, a blonde woman in the corner behind him sitting in the chair of a makeup table. Alex Menendez, his pants around his ankles, and in full arousal, stood by the bed where young Rachael lay quivering. Behind the bed and to the sides was a satin curtain in red beyond which there was another man who had been working a computer network, but now he stood with a gun in his hand.

"FBI, drop the weapon," Hotch instructed, "down on your knees." The man looked about to consider using his weapon when a SWAT officer joined Hotch with his big MP5 pointed at Frank Cummings who immediately dropped his weapon and fell to his knees.

JJ holstered her weapon and grabbed a sheet from the bed to cover the little girl. "Come on sweetheart," she said as she wrapped Rachael up in the bed linen. "You're safe now."

Out near the door, Mitch stood facing Morgan and Prentiss with the knife he'd from behind his back. "Not a good idea man," Morgan said but Mitch lunged forward with the knife. Emily fired and the bullet hit the man's wrist.

"Morgan," he heard Hotch yell from the other room.

"We're good Hotch," Morgan replied.

Mitch screamed in pain as the knife fell from his grasp and Morgan holstered his weapon and tackled him. "You want a fight man, huh? Is that what you want? You came to the right place. How about dealing with someone your own size for a change?" Morgan said through gritted teeth as he threw the man against the wall allowing his head to hit the wall more than once. "Cuffs," he said to Prentiss. "Emily handed him the cuffs and he brought Mitch's arms roughly behind him, squeezing on the injured wrist as he cuffed him causing the man to yell out again with pain.

"It's okay Prentiss, I got him."

"You sure? She asked.

"Yeah, we're good," Morgan said as the man's head hit the wall again and Prentiss noted beads of sweat on Morgan's bald head before she headed off in search of the children.

"You're killin' me man," Mitch yelled.

"I'm not killing you," Morgan stated. "If I was killing you, you'd be dead. I don't want you dead," he said as he slammed the man's head into the wall again. Mitch's wrist was bleeding profusely and it appeared his nose may be broken as blood oozed from there as well. His whole face was red and would soon be swollen. Morgan got his mouth close to Mitch's ear. "I want you very much alive and in a world of pain. I want you to stand trial and go away to a federal pen for the rest of your sick sorry life where your hurting will really begin. They don't like child molesters much in prison. This is just child's play. When you get to the federal penitentiary you'll be in the real Devil's Playground." He whipped Mitch around to one of the SWAT officers. "Get him out of my sight."

Two SWAT officers were cuffing Cameron while Rossi had Adrienne on the ground and was cuffing her. Reid looked at the man who had come to his father's hospital bed, his gun trained on him. "I guess you really got caught with your pants down huh, against the wall now," he said. Menendez looked down at his pants that were around his ankles. "Now," Reid yelled. Refusing to allow the man the dignity of pulling up his pants, he grabbed him with a force that he and none of those in the room knew he was capable of. Menendez found himself slammed against the wall. "What, were you up there to finish off my father because your first attempt failed?"

"No, no I swear, I never committed any violence." Menendez said.

"No violence," Reid's eyes grew to what seemed like twice their size. "What the hell do you think you were doing to that little girl?"

"No, I wasn't there to hurt your father. I just had to find out."

"Find out what?" Reid asked as he pushed the man tighter against the wall.

"Find out if he knew anything. He's been working with them and when he took this case we wondered if he knew."

"He's been working with whom? Reid asked

"Children, families affected by… by…"

"Child molesters," Reid finished for him.

Menendez nodded. "He's been doing it for a couple of years now, pro bono. A lot of lawyers send people to him. So when he took this case we thought…" Reid brought Menendez's hands to his back as the SWAT officer offered him cuffs and he handed the prisoner off to him.

"Menendez," Reid said as the two men reached the door, "Espero que queme en el inferno."