Back in Virginia, Penelope Garcia was keeping very busy. On the five computer screens, she had records upon records of each victim, each search engine was running through the files trying to find even the smallest similarity between each kid; on the sixth computer she was fighting with the Las Vegas Department of Children and Family services, trying to gain access to foster care and parental records on Phillip Carson and Grant Dennerson; despite the fact that five kids had been murdered and two were technically cared for by the state, DCF was not being very corporative with giving up their records to the FBI, but instead of getting frustrated with this minor rebellion; Garcia saw it as a challenge, something she loved, she would get into their records with or without their help, without it just meant that she would forever have access to their records.

When her phone rang, she was just one step closer to completely hacking into the departments records. She gave a nod of satisfaction knowing the computer would continue it's infiltration on its own, and leaned over pressing the answer button on the phone.

"Office of limitless power and ability, how can I help you today?" thousands of miles away in Vegas, Reid pulled the phone back from his ear and stared at it for a second. Garcia never ceased to surprise him

"Uh…Garcia, we need you to add one more name to the list," at first Garcia was at a loss for words, that was not what she wanted to hear, the images of five dead kids were already on her screens, the last thing she wanted was to turn the sixth screen on adding another child.

"They found another one?" she asked, wincing as she awaited Reid's answer

"No." Reid replied, the tone of his voice changing trying to reassure her "We think we have a potential target, Gideon wants you to find all you can about him, talking to him is only getting us so far."

Now Garcia smiled knowingly

"Let me guess, 10 years old, goes by Alex, real name Paris Smith? Talks like you and apparently acts like you?"

"How-"

"Morgan just called me to tell me about the mini you, you have a minion Reid, its so cute. Almost Mini-me from Austin Powers like. Does he look like you too?"

Reid's face once again contorted to a look of confusion. He looked across the bullpen to Captain Williamson's office, where Paris had resumed his homework, and shook his head.

"Mini Me?...Minion?" he repeated and shook his head again "Gideon wants any record you can find on Paris; especially his DCF files, caseworker, school records, and his original birth certificate if it's possible."

"Reid who do you think you're talking to here?" she paused and began typing "ok, I've got his school records and DCF files, but looks like both his birth certificates are sealed."

"Can you unseal them?"

"Again Reid…I feel pained that you have such little faith in my abilities," now Reid rolled his eyes "I'm sending you all the records I pulled on Paris; his birth certificate and earlier records might be a little tougher, let me work on it," and with that she hung up and turned her attention back to the computer screens.

DCF in Vegas may have been protective of its documents, but it's security and hacker prevention was severely lacking, allowing Garcia access pretty quickly. The records of Grant, Phillip, and now Paris flooded her computer screens.

Philip had been seized by the state in 1999 when he was six months old from cocaine addicted parents who were so high that they were neglecting the baby. Up until he was a year old Philip was shifted to two different foster families, unable to handle his crying and Philip's inability to thrive, before the Carson family became his foster parents. Within three months of becoming foster parents, the Carson's were ready to officially adopt Philip. He was born addicted to cocaine and as a result suffered from severe learning disabilities making school difficult for him, it was suspected he was slightly autistic.

Though in Special Ed classes, Philip was making progress with classes and his teachers were in the process of inclusion for Philip, with two subjects, on top of already being included in art, gym, music, and social studies, the list would include language arts and science.

Educationally Philip was making excellent progress, but socially he was still having trouble and was a target of teasing and bullying, as noted by his teachers and the principal.

Grant was seized by the state in 1998 at five years old, from an abusive household where the father physically, verbally, and emotionally abused Grant's mother, Grant, his fourteen year old sister and two year old brother, it reached the point where his beating led to the hospitalization of Mrs. Dennerson, she died of her injuries twenty four hours after being admitted and Mr. Dennerson was subsequently arrested for the murder of his wife and was serving his sentence.

All three children were seized and unfortunately separated. The youngest brother was quickly adopted and up until the family moved to Oregon in 2000, regularly visited his older brother and sister, mainly Grant.

The sister bounced from short term care foster homes and group homes until she turned eighteen in 2002, she had little to no contact with her younger brothers during her four years in the foster care system and upon turning eighteen cut off all ties with them all together, she moved to Massachusetts to attend college at Clark University in Worcester; engaged and preparing to graduate, she had put all aspects of her life in Nevada behind her including her younger brothers.

Grant on the other was not as lucky as his younger brother or even his older sister. Like his sister, Grant bounced from foster home to foster home. Extreme behavioral problems and heavy case of ADHD made Grant a difficult placement and up until the Kilbourn family, his caseworker had yet to find him a placement that lasted longer than six months, the Kilbourn family was in the middle of finalizing Grant's adoption.

On top of the list of complaints and issues noted in the DCF file, Grant's school records listed fights, disruptions, and overall complaints launched by teachers, peers, and other school workers against Grant, from first grade and continuing to seventh grade, even the day he disappeared Grant had gotten into a fight with four eighth graders.

The one difference in the reports was a note of progress written by Grant's guidance counselor and apparent mentor, James Cramer. Cramer had been Grant's guidance counselor for nearly two years and was very protective of the boy. He never supported Grant's fighting and behavior problems, but he seemed to understand the reasoning behind the incidents and was doing his best to work with Grant to find alternate solutions to the fighting.

From what Garcia was reading; Grant had applied to a private school in Boulder City, the application being pushed and had been strongly recommended by James Cramer.

Now Garcia turned her attention to the newest file, Paris Smith. Aside from his birth certificate being sealed, there weren't any real red flags in his DCF file, at least none that she saw at a first glance.

Paris was born four months premature. According to the worker assigned to the case Erin Lowe a hospital social-worker, the mother whose name was not noted on any of the records, had terminated her parental rights before going into labor. Eight hours later, she checked herself out of the hospital against medical advice accompanied by a lawyer who apparently encouraged the discharge.

The baby, nicknamed Joey by the nurses in the preemie ward, stayed in the hospital for nearly four full months, before Leslie Smith was able to take her foster-son home. She was granted full custody of the infant a week after he was born and named him Paris Alexander Smith. From then until Paris was five and enrolled in kindergarten, nothing major had been documented.

It was around then Paris's case became the responsibility of another social worker, Victoria "Vicky" Mason, though Leslie had full custody of Paris, Vicky felt it was her duty to be involved in Paris's life, but it wasn't until Paris was eight years old, did Vicky manage to have Paris tested for a high IQ, which was documented in his case file and something everyone minus Vicky were completely against, especially Leslie who strongly voiced her opinion against the testing of Paris. But as stated by Williamson, Paris's score showed no signs of high intelligence, it showed him as a slightly above average eight year old, the above average being in math and reading comprehension.

That was it…the matter of his becoming a foster child and the IQ test, were the only major notes in Paris's file; aside from those, he was a typical kid. He had been signed up for soccer for the Northeast local youth soccer league starting when he was five, but had quit the sport about a year prior. He was never in any serious trouble at school, though his teachers indicated that he was shy and mistrustful of his peers, his grades were decent, usually B and B+'s, with an occasional A. He had only been absent from school a few times that school year, had two early dismissals for doctor and dentist appointments and one tardy, which caused Garcia to grin. Apparently the tardy was due to Williamson forgetting what time school started.

Chuckling to herself, Garcia continued to read, until another flag began to wave, it wasn't a red flag as Paris's sealed birth certificate had been (which was in the long process of being unsealed), but it was a deeper look in just how much Leslie Smith loved her foster son and looked ahead to his future, it was Leslie's will, which was filed among Vicky's paperwork for Paris.

According to her will, Leslie had started a trust and a separate savings account for Paris for his education, of course Paris had his own savings account that Leslie had helped him keep track of as a way to help him learn money when he was around five, one she had opened when she became his foster mother. But this other account wasn't designed to be touched.

Though Leslie was no millionaire, she had begun saving money in a joint account with both her and Paris's names on it when he was around seven, designed to help Paris get started at whatever college he chose to attend, money could be withdrawn from it at anytime, but since it had been established in 2002 it had not been touched.

Before her death, Leslie had also set up a trust for Paris, that only his guardian could access until he turned eighteen that is, however like with the savings account until Paris turned eighteen, any money withdrawn from the trust had to be used solely for Paris's education, proof of which had to be shown at the bank at the time of withdrawal.

Garcia glanced at her other screen, the picture that Morgan had sent her of Paris was borrowed from Williamson himself, it was Leslie and Paris sitting together at Disney World standing in front of the giant sphere of E.C.O.P.T. Leslie was wearing Mickey Mouse ears and Paris wore a Goofy hat, Leslie had her arm around Paris's shoulder and both were smiling happily at the camera.. Garcia couldn't help, but smile…he was a cute kid with a very warm smile…a warm and familiar smile. Morgan had also sent Paris's school photo, his smile on this photo looked forced and the hurt look in his eyes reminded Garcia of the puppies the TV always shown on the ASPCA ad asking for donations.

Sighing, she sent all that she had gathered on Paris to Reid's computer; no sooner had she hit the send button, when one of search engines began beeping.

Typing a few codes in, Paris's original birth-certificate, the one labeling him as Baby Boy X, DOB March 12th 1995, appeared on the screen in front of her, Garcia's eyes went wide as she looked over the birth certificate someone had worked very hard to seal. Unsure what else to do, she pressed the dial button on the phone, calling Hotch for his advice.