AN: I forgot to say this on the first chapter, but I took a page from the Soap Operas and aged Jack. In my story he is about 12, old enough to be a help and understand what's going on but young enough to still be considered a kid. Sorry if there was any confusion. Hope you enjoy!

As the video ended, the team exchanged glances.

"Hotch, what the hell was that?" Derek asked his rage obviously close to the surface. Hotch explained about the phone call he had received to the rest of his team that were still staring at the screen in shock.

"J.J., what's in the kitchen? Back door or Garage?" Hotch asked.

"Garage," J.J. answered quietly. She could not believe she had just seen her husband and young son abducted. "How long ago was this? We don't even know when they were taken."

Hotch replied, "I'm assuming this happened in the past couple of hours because Jack had a game today that Garcia was taking him to. They were at the game because Garcia sent me the score, Jack's team won. That was at two p.m. and it's 5 now."

They were interrupted by Rossi's phone ringing. He quickly answered it. "Hello…yeah…Damn. Ok, process everything with a fine tooth comb. We will be there in less than an hour." He hung up the phone and looked at J.J. and Hotch.

"The door was still wide open and there's no sign of anyone in the house. Also, there's a small amount of blood on the kitchen floor and some broken glass."

"Oh, Shit." J.J. clasped her hand over her mouth and ran for the bathroom. The team could hear the sound of her retching and Hotch nodded to Emily who followed her friend to try and help her. Hotch couldn't let himself think about Jack or the others, he knew if he did he wouldn't be able to focus and Jack was counting on him. His son was trusting him to find them and Hotch wasn't about to let him down.

"We land in 30 minutes. Morgan, you and Dave go to J.J.'s house and see what you can find there. If they haven't already, send the blood out for testing, I want to know who is hurt. Emily, Reid and I will go to the office and start looking from where this threat came from."

"Where do you want me, Hotch?" J.J. asked as she came out of the bathroom. She was pale but steady. "J.J. if you can handle it, I would like you to go with Dave and Morgan. Look around and see if they took anything." She nodded and he continued. "No one goes anywhere alone until we know what and who we are dealing with. Emily, I need you to call Kevin and get him set up in the conference room. Impress upon him the consequences of dragging his feet. I want that email traced and know everything about the sender by the time we get to the office. Dave, will you call Strauss and let her know what we are dealing with? I cannot handle that woman right now."

"I will get right on it," Dave replied as he stepped in the galley to make the call.

"We will find them," Hotch told his friends. "We will bring them home and soon. Let's get ready to get off. We are going to land soon."

As they moved about picking up their things and getting bags together, Derek's phone rang.

"Agent Morgan"

"Hello, Derek. Did you enjoy the show?"

Morgan gestured quickly to everyone else and put his phone on speaker. Emily, who was still on the phone with Lynch, told him to put a trace on Derek's number.

"Not really," Derek replied. "I don't like it when somebody hurts my friends."

The man on the other end chuckled. "Friend? Oh, I think Miss Penelope is more than just your friend. I think she means much more to you."

"Are we gonna argue semantics or are you gonna tell me what the fuck you want?" Derek growled.

"Oh, did I hit a nerve Derek?" the man sneered. "I will tell you the same thing I told Aaron…all in good time. For now I just want you guys to dangle. Would you like to talk to your Baby Girl?"

"Of course I do, put her on the phone." Derek looked over at Emily who shook her head and mouthed, "Prepaid, can't trace". Derek closed his eyes and ran his free hand over his head.

"Well sorry to disappoint you Derek, but Penelope is unavailable to talk right now, but you can speak with the next best thing."

There were shuffling sounds and then Jack's voice came on the line. "Uncle Derek?"

"Yeah, Jack, I'm here." Derek told him. "Are you guys ok?"

"Yes, we're fine; they haven't really hurt any of us."

"That is enough from you Jack." They heard as the man took the phone back. "That should hold you over for a little while." Once again the call was disconnected.

"SHIT!" Derek roared, causing J.J. to jump. "When I find this sorry S.O.B…" He trailed off as Rossi came back in.

Hotch saw the look on his face. "What, Dave?"

"Strauss doesn't want us working the case because we are too close." Before the protests could start he held up his hand and continued. "I told her that there was no was she was going to keep us away, short of locking us all up and she agreed. But, she's going to be with us every step of the way, watching us like a hawk, judging our every move to see if we are losing it. So keep the outbursts like that away from her Derek. What got you all worked up anyway?"

As the plane started to descend, Hotch told Rossi what had happened. The moment the wheels stopped they were prepared to get off the plane and hit the ground running.