Hey, short chapter today. Sorry. But it's early for you. So the team are going to start investigating things now and you'll learn more about not only the victims but the people they having to work with now. Nothing really big happens here but not everything can happen in one chapter.

"Now that was..." Reid searched his vast mind for the appropriate word. "Different." seemed to be the only word his brain offered.

"He's going to make his own team." JJ repeated over to herself. "Why?"

"Is he a fan or not?" Garcia found herself walking over to Kevin for a warm hug and comfort.

"I don't know." David admitted. "At first, I would have bet my whole career on it, but then he pointed out all our flaws and every bad thing that has ever happened to us. Just to say he wanted to have his version of us."

"When I pictured myself with my adoring fans, they gave me chocolate and worshipped the goddamn ground I walked on, not this." Garcia pointed at the screen in disgust.

"Can you stop him?" a weak voice whispered from behind them. The team turned round to see Adam withhis face buried in his hands "He's beaten up my son and he says he may just kill him. I need to know... I just need to know." Adam exhaled his cheeks puffing out and his eyes threatening to leak. "Can you bring Wayne back?"

"We've dealt with alot worse." Morgan rested his hand on silver's shoulder.

"No, that's not what I want to hear." Chief green stpped forward. "I want to hear you'll be able to catch this guy in a heartbeat, you guys are supposed to be the best. I want you start working now and catch this S.O.B."

"Mr. Green. I understand this is a stressful time, but you need to understand that we don't work for you. "We work our own hours and," he turned around and smiled at Adam. "We'll find your boy."

"Thanks." Adam shook his head walking away.

"Ok, let's start with victimology." Hotch lead them all towards the investigation board.

"Us." Prentiss flatly joked.

"Ok, Garcia! Kevin!" he called them over. "Get files up on all the victims taken. I want to know when they went missing and what family they have."

"On it like Reid at chess." Gacia smiled, watching her laptop boot up. "I should let you know without my usual system, you won't be getting things as quickly as usual. But with our skills," she nodded at Kevin who was investigating the webcam in the main computer. "We should be able to acsess the same information."

"Do what ever you need to." Hotch authorised their hacking skills.

"Hey," a young English voice behind them squeaked. "Can I help you with anything? Coffee? Tea? Organising?" Reid eyebrows suddenly lifted at the sound of coffee.

"Yes please." David nodded at him. "And you are?"

"Drake Timpton." the boy smiled back. Just as he said it, Adam walked past behind him.

"Timpton? So not Trinton" he squinted slightly.

"No sir, don't worry after 2 years, I didn't expect you to know my name." Drake shrugged rolling his eyes.

"2 years?"

"2 years and 6 months. Yes sir." Drake smiled before walking off, shortly followed by Adam.

"We're not like that, are we?" Morgan pointed at the two figures walking away.

"You know Jordan?" Emily turned to him.

"No." Morgan shook his head.

"There you go then!" JJ smiled.

"Ok, 'System Garcia' is up and running." Penelope clapped her hands together.

"Ok, let's start with Riley Utting." Hotch nodded.

"So Riley Utting went missing two days ago, it was reported by the care home he was staying in at the time." Penelope read off her small screen.

"At the time?" Prentiss drank a sip of her newly brewed coffee. Coughing loudly, she came to the conclusion that England was famous for tea for a reason.

"Yep, ever since his father lost custody, 5 years ago, for abuse, he's been inbetween care homes in Belfast." Garcia had to force herself from not automatically turning to Derek. No one had spoken properly since there run in with the unsub. "His mother died from a brain tumour when Riley was seven." Garcia sighed knowing that some people suffered too much in life.

"We need to alert the home he was staying at and..." David started his word trailing off. Then what? They had literally nothing to do now; the kid had no family and they had no idea what he was going through. "Is there any way to trace the video feed?" "

Well, I need the feed to be running for me to trace the Ip address and if he is expecting me to be on the screen for the whole call, he'll be able to see me do it." Garcia explained tapping the keyboard furiously. "I suppose I could get Kevin to do it, but he's not as good as me and the unsub will probably be expecting it."

"It's a risk, I guess, we'll have to take." JJ nodded chewing the end of her pen off.

"I think we should ask Adam about Wayne." Reid looked up from his file. "It would save alot of time looking for information on the computer."

"Good idea." Rossi nodded.

"Adam!" he called over the room. Silver looked up from his desk with a confused look on his face, he spotted Rossi, smile and made his way over to the table.

"What can I do for you guys?" Adam asked glumly.

"We were just wondering about some of the details of Wayne's disapperance." Hotch said making small notes on the clear board they were all to familiar with.

"Well, it was two days ago..." Adam started going over all the little details in his head. each one more painful then the last.

"Wait, two days ago?" Penelope said doubt plauging her voice.

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, Riley was taken two days ago, down in Belfast." Penelope explained.

"What time was Wayne taken, approximatly?"

"He never made it home after school." Adam said and instantly regretted it. The way he worded it made it sound like he was doubting he would ever get his son back. "Riley was taken on the way home from school." Penelope looked up from her computer shocked at the rest of the team.

"Oh no." Reid sighed.

"We're looking for a team!"