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Hotch walked up to Reid's apartment door and knocked. No answer. He knocked again. No answer. He figured Reid and the kids had just fallen asleep or something. So he grabbed the key Reid had given him out ofh is pocket. Reid had given it to him for exactly a situation like this.

Hotch opened the door cautiously, hoping that if Reid was awake that he hadn't startled him, and looked around. All of the rooms were dark and a table Reid had in the hall was knocked over. He listened and heard sniffling and crying from Reid's bedroom. Hotch drew his gun, just in case, and slowed creeped over to Reid's bedroom door. He opened it slightly and saw Henry and Jack sitting on Reid's bed together. Henry was crying and Jack was trying to calm him down. Hotch heard his sons voice say quietly, "It's okay. It's alright Henry. I'm sure Reid will be back soon. Sh! You'll make the people next door wake up and they'll get really mad!"

Hotch opened the door and Jack ran over to him and hugged him.

"Daddy. Henry won't stop crying."

"It's okay. I'm here now. Where's Uncle Reid?" Hotch asked concerned.

"He was not home when I woke up. I though he could be with you," Jack explained as if it was simple.

Hotch scooped up Henry and took Jack by the hand. He led them into the car, where the two boys fell asleep. Hotch drove everyone home, while calling Reid continuesly. He must have left a dozen messages and called three times more than that. He decided to tell everyone in the morning. They were all to drunk to do anything now.

After everyone was safely in bed, Hotch drove to his own apartment, and tucked little Jack into bed. He turned on Jack's night-light, even though he wasn't awake to know it. Jack was deathly afraid of the dark. Hotch wasn't to fond of it either.

After Hotch kissed his son on the forehead, He went to lay down in his own bed. Get a good night rest. But all he could think about was how Reid left the two young boys alone.

Something just wasn't right.

The next morning, Jack giggled at the sight of a big stuffed blue rabbit that sat on the couch in the living room. There was candy all over the house too. Jack ate all he could, before lying on the couch with his dad, whose phone had been glued to his ear all morning, although he never talked.

Henry woke up that same morning, delighted with the stuffed yellow duck that he now shared his crib with. But he still drug around the stuffed animal Reid had gotten him the day before.

The rest of the team woke up to their Happy Easters with Happy Hangovers. Garcia called Morgan and teased him about how crazy he had been the previous night, Although she couldn't remember a thing. Rossi woke up and watched an old soccer match that he had recorded. JJ tried to hide her headache as she ran around with Henry.

Hotch decided he should call the rest of the team soon. Might as well do it now, He thought to himself. He called Rossi first.

"Hey." Hotch greeted glumly.

"Hi. Good night last night, huh?" Rossi sounded horrible.

"Yeah. Hey, have you talked to Reid at all?"

"No? Why?"

"He won't answer his phone and last night when I went to pick up the boys he wasn't there. A table in his hall was knocked down, too."

"That's probably not good. Maybe he went to visit his mom?" Rossi questioned, hopeful.

"Leaving Henry and Jack alone? I honestly don't see that."

"He has been a little off lately," Rossi said quietly.

"Off enough that he would leave two boys in his apartment alone without telling anyone?"

"You're right. I guess that isn't like him."

"I'm going to call Garcia. See if she can see if Reid has used a credit card or bank account."

"Alright. Call me once you know anything.""

"I will." Hotch assured as he hung up the phone and dialed Garcia.

"Yellow?" Garcia greeted brightly.

"Garcia. Have you talked to Reid today?" Hotch's voice was a little intense.

"No. As a matter of fact, I haven't talked to boy wonder since yesterday." Garcia mused.

"Could you check his accounts? See if he's used anything since yesterday?"

"I suppose," Garcia said surprised, "Do you think something happened?"

"I don't know. Will you check?"

"Yeah. But I feel horrible. I hate snooping up on fellow team members."

"It's okay. I just need to know."

"Nothing since yesterday. He payed a check to Bennington," Garcia said quietly.

"Could you check his cell phone?" Hotch sighed.

Hotch heard typing on the other side of the line.

"Reid hasn't had any cell phone activity. It's been off since last night."

"Shit," Hotch whispered under his breath.

"What was that?" Garcia asked. Hotch could hear the smile in her voice.

"Nothing. Thanks Garcia."

"You're welcome. Bye Hotch."

"Mhm. Bye." Hotch sighed deeply again.

Where the hell is Reid?