A/N: SO this is a quick little chapter. It completes the whole profile idea of Brandon Dale! SOOOOOOO Also, the very first person who reviewed for chapter 13... You made me unable to sleep during the night! I couldn't help but wonder if you were a mini Spencer Reid! That's how shocked I was! ^.^ For the second review, Kai, you are totally righttttt I felt the same way(that why she kinda disappeared for a while lol), but I wasn't sure if that was just meeee!

In conclusion... It's a wait and see! This story isn't close to halfway being done!

Thanks for the opinions annnnd I dnt own cm or the characters...

Garcia screamed in frustration. "The trail went cold for Leonard and Andrea D'Blanxa! Who came up with those names anyways! Point is, I was able to track them to Nevada, California, and Virginia. She has to be around the same age as Dale. It's jut that she is a master of disguise," Penelope pouted. "As for Gary Michaels, he's just a pedophile who grew up in Vegas. I remember when I was helping Reid with the case, he told me that Michaels was a stalker. I hope that helps."

Hotch nodded and thought for a second. "I'm going to say that Dale's mysterious California helper is Andrea. As for Michaels, he probably followed Reid because he knows that's his son. He probably wanted to be there, but his sexual needs came before anything else," Hotch suggested. "That's what I'm thinking. Diana knew what Michaels was all about and she didn't mind telling Lou," Rossi said. "But what did Hector Dale do if he met Gary?" Emily asked. The team looked at her in confusion. "I mean, what if Diana told Hector as well. Hector wanted to be a part of the Reid family. How did Hector react?" Emily explained. "For someone who wanted to be a part of a family, he probably would've tried to confront Gary. Maybe he even started following Spencer as well when Diana told him that Gary was following Spencer," JJ suggested.

"JJ makes a very good point there," Hotch said. "Garcia. Were any charges pressed on Hector Dale for assault and battery?" Rossi asked. Garcia started typing away.

"Only one. The charges were dropped. It was from Gary, so one point for JJ," Garcia smiled slightly. "Thank you, Garcia," Hotch said.

"With Brandon Dale behind bars, he can't attempt to hurt Reid. Andrea seems to just be his mistress. There's a possibility that he probably became violent with her as well. That could be why she helped him. She wanted him to be happy with her," Hotch said.

"So, what are we going to do?" JJ asked. Hotch sighed. "Andrea, pretty much disappeared from what Garcia said. We can attempt to ask Brandon, but until Andrea makes a mistake, we won't find her. There's no profile, picture, not to mention that Andrea isn't even her name," Hotch answered.

"The case runs cold until she makes herself known," Rossi said with a nod. "Well, I'll never stop looking for her! I hope she knows that when I find her, I'm ruining her life! If it can't be with throwing her in jail, then she will have a very bad credit score," Garcia said with a wicked smile.

"I'll call Morgan and inform him. Everyone else, get some rest. We don't know what may happen in the next few days. You all look exhausted," Hotch said.

"Well, of course we do. We woke up around 3 this morning. That doesn't mean we need to stop working. What if we are missing something? Shouldn't we go talk to Brandon and ask about the fake names?" JJ questioned. Hotch sighed. He knew it would be a battle to make the profilers rest. "Fine, Rossi, you can question Dale. If he decides not to talk, you all go home and get some rest. He'll stay in that interrogation room all night," Hotch said expressionless.

"Cruel and unusual," Emily muttered. "But not cruel enough," Hotch finally added. Rossi smirked and left the conference room to talk to Brandon Dale. He was rather interested in this guy. Dale thinks he's in control, but Rossi knew just what Dale needed.

He opened the door to see a tired looking Dale. "Why are you so tired when all you've been doing was sitting here?" Dave said with a chuckle. "David Rossi," Dale smirked right back at him. However his smirk faded when he noticed that Rossi wasn't even phased. "Congratulations, Brandon Dale. You know my name," Rossi smiled. "That's not all I know," Dale said with an evil grin. "I'm sure you know a lot, but I could care less. The point is, you messed up. You wanted to attack a federal agent because you got mad that your father liked him better. The worst part about that is, you did it while I was on a much needed vacation," Rossi said calmly. Brandon felt a little bothered by Rossi's attitude. He reminded him of an old Italian mafia leader. "No one said you had to come to work," Brandon said calmly. "Well, my boss thinks I have to. Besides, this would make a pretty good story for my next book. When I think of it, you're a good-looking, emotionally traumatized man. That can really boost up sales," Rossi smiled. "It's always about you, Isn't it," Dale growled. "It is my life. So... yes," Rossi said easily. He knew this angered Dale. "I hope Spencer dies slowly," Dale smiled sickly. "Yeah, well, your wish is coming true. You know, I like the boy better when he's quiet. In a way you did me a favor. He probably would've been calling me about some string theory. As you can see, though, I have to do my job. Who is Andrea D'Blanxa?" Rossi asked coolly. Dale fell silent. He's never pinned Rossi as a selfish, greedy, careless old man. In fact he figured that the man cared about Reid deeply. "I thought you liked the young doctor," Dale said.

"Hey, now. It's impolite to answer a question with a question. However, since I'm feeling generous I will answer your question. The doctor is one annoying little kid. He never shuts up, and he fixates on certain topics. He doesn't get social interactions and some days he is just plain creepy. However, I have to work with the little boy. He's a part of the deal. While everyone decides to baby him, I just chill in my little office," Rossi said simply. "Now who is Andrea D'Blanxa?" Rossi reinstated. "She's dead," Dale said lowly. "Are you sure?" Rossi asked.
"No, I'm not sure, but when I tried to get in contact with her. I was told she died in a house fire. They had spread her ashes across the Pacific Ocean."

Rossi nodded in thought. "Thank you," Rossi said as he got up and left.

When he got back into the conference room, the profilers practically jumped on him.
"What did he say!" JJ practically screamed. "Was there anything of use?" Hotch asked. "Can I work with it?" Garcia asked. "Rossi why are you just standing there?" Emily asked.

"If you all don't calm down-" Rossi warned and the profilers backed up.

"Andrea is dead according to Dale. He isn't sure but that's what he was told. Apparently she died in a house fire, her ashes were spread across the Pacific Ocean," Rossi said.

"So if she's not dead, then most likely, she was trying to get away from Dale. She couldn't have been an accomplice," Emily said. "I'll look up any fires and see if there were any bodies found that were identified. We won't know which one is Andrea since it is a false name, but maybe Dale could point her out?" Garcia suggested.

"Yes, you're right, Garcia. JJ go home, be with your family," Hotch held up a hand as JJ was about to complain. "Henry needs you more than we do. Reid would prefer it if you spent time with your son. Don't make the same mistakes I did," Hotch said and JJ nodded grabbing her purse. Emily you go with JJ. Drop her off, if you don't mind. Then you go home and take a nap. It's starting to get late. We've been working for about 15 hours. Rossi you can go home if you choose," Hotch said and Rossi nodded. "Why does he get a choice?" JJ pouted. "Because he is not a new mother and because I need to talk to him," Hotch said. "Garcia, I'll send you home with Morgan. We will go to the hospital," Hotch said and Garcia nodded feverishly. The profilers separated and left the headquarters.

' "I think there's no way out," Spencer said sadly. "So now you're just going to give up?" Walter asked disbelievingly. "I mean, I remembered all this stuff, but I'm still stuck in the dark. I feel like I'll never find my way out. I don't like the dark and the light seemed more welcoming," Spencer explained sitting down on the ground. "I know. The light is supposed to be welcoming," Walter said sitting next to him. "Don't you have any advice. I mean you're smarter than me," Spencer said simply. "Well, I'm only smarter because you just don't understand that every piece of me is you. Anyways, I do have some advice:

Sometimes the questions are complicated, but the answers are simple," Walter smiled.

"Well, it makes me feel a bit more on the slow side, but okay. I'm guessing the way out of here is so simple. I just need to stop thinking like a genius and more lazy-like right?" Spencer asked. "I'll agree with you," Walter said. "It's as simple as counting, maybe easier. How come the team doesn't bother to talk in here? They might have good ideas," Spencer pouted. "You're just being lazy-aah. I see what you are doing. You're not going to solve it. You're going to wait for someone else to solve it and just go with it," Walter smiled. "I tend to over think," Spencer shrugged. "Well let's see where this takes us," Walter laughed.

Morgan couldn't take his eyes off Spencer. He literally forced Alex to go home and he promised he would call her if anything changed. He was surprised when Hotch and Garcia walked into the room. "How is he?" Hotch asked. Garcia made her way to Spencer's side. "He said Reid hadn't really changed much. That's pretty good, apparently. He didn't get any worse, but he wasn't getting any better. His chances of survival is still low. They are guessing that he has a 10% chance of living. Where is Mrs. Reid?" Morgan asked. "The nurses are taking her to the hotel. Well, Reid tends to defy the odds. I'll take that as a pretty good chance," Hotch said. Morgan ran a hand over his head. "I don't know Hotch. They said that anything can happen at this point. His body is under an enormous amount of stress. Anything can kill him at this point. His lungs failed. His heart would soon fail. His brain will most likely be damaged. They say it is unlikely that he will wake up as a pretty normal 27 year old. Hell, they still don't think he'll wake up," Morgan said. "We can only hope," Hotch said slowly. Hotch hated seeing Reid like this.

"How is the case going?" Morgan asked trying to break Hotch's thoughts off the younger member. "Andrea won't be found. The case is pretty much closed. Brandon Dale is guilt and we have all the evidence we need to keep him locked up until he dies. However we will be keeping tabs on her false name just in case this isn't truly over. This is all we can do for now. Just watch him and hope that he wakes up," Hotch said.

"But, sir, what if Reid isn't Reid when he wakes up?" Garcia asked tearfully. "I mean, yes he won't be like someone else, but what if something does change."

"We can only just be there for him. Hopefully it won't come to that," Hotch said in a monotonous voice. "Guys, I want you both to get some rest," Hotch added. Morgan looked at Hotch like he was crazy. "I don't want to leave him here alone," Morgan stated. "Morgan, I will watch Reid for the night. Take Garcia home," Hotch said calmly. He knew Morgan would never leave Reid's side unless it involved having to take care of Garcia as well. Morgan wanted to argue, but he looked at Garcia and she did look tired. "Alright, Come on baby girl. Let's get you home," Morgan said as he took her hand. "Will you-" "Yes, Morgan I will call you if anything changes," Hotch said with a small smile. He was proud of his team. They were so close and they helped each other through everything. He only hoped that Reid can survive this so he can see how worried they all were.

She sat there, watching. She knew with their level of intelligence, they would never suspect a thing. They had Brandon, but he wasn't all that bright as well. Typical,' She thought angrily. She was happy that she convinced him of her tragic death. She truly was tired of his little baby games. She could handle this like how she handled everything else. However, she knew that his precious team was going to watching him. She knew not to make a mistake. They were looking for her as well. She decided that she had enough of watching them worry themselves. She couldn't understand why they were so bothered. As long as they were within six feet of him, she wouldn't be around. After six feet, she could easily get her way.

They needed a distraction. She had the perfect idea. She got up and walked home. Simple, it wasn't exactly under her name, but underneath a false name. Jennifer. She knew she was being a bit sadistic, but she had no other choice. She wouldn't be caught. She walked down to her basement where a woman was tied up.

"Hello, Natalie. I need you to do me a little favor," Jennifer smiled. The woman nodded hysterically. "I want you to pull yourself together and make a phone call. If you do it right, then you are free to leave. One mistake, you and your baby die," Jennifer smiled maniacally. The woman took a deep shaky breath and nodded.

Jennifer untied the woman and handed her the phone. "You are a nurse called Tabitha. And you need to beg..."

It was a brand new day. Hotch was surprised he slept that long. His back ached from the awkward position in the chair, but easily dismissed it as his cell phone blared.

"Hotchner," He said strongly, as if he wasn't asleep five minutes ago.

"SSA Hotchner. There's a problem," Anderson's voice travelled down the line.

"Anderson, what do you mean there's a problem?" Hotch said quickly feeling more alert.

"Um, that guy, um, Brandon Dale? He uh, escaped," Anderson said timidly.

Hotch felt his blood run cold.

"Do they know how he got away?" Hotch asked angrily.

"They say one of your own gave the guards permission to let him out, however they couldn't get a good look at who," Anderson said.

Inwardly Hotch cursed. He wasn't sure who was stupid enough to let him out, but he was damned sure it couldn't have been one of his teammates.

"Fine, thank you," Hotch said.

"Wait, before you hang up, they said there was new fingerprints found. The janitors clean all doors at night, but there was fingerprints on the door where Mr. Dale was being held. They're processing it right now," Anderson said. Hotch felt as if something was.. off. He knew his team didn't like Dale, but he wasn't sure if they were held captive and forced to let him out. Hotch thought of who could be held captive. Right now, his only thought was Garcia and Dave. Garcia because she's an easy target, and Dave because he went home on his own. Hotch hung up and automatically called Morgan.

"M'rgan," Hotch heard Morgan yawn.

"Morgan, It's Hotch. Something has happened," Hotch said quickly. He could hear Morgan sitting up automatically.

"What happened Hotch?" Morgan said quickly.

"Brandon Dale has escaped," Hotch said.

"What the hell? How does that happen at a FBI Headquarter?" Morgan asked angrily.

"I'll give you details later. For now, I'm going to add security to Reid's hospital room. We will all meet at the hospital. I want you to pick everyone up. There will be no separations among us," Hotch ordered.

"You got it, Hotch," Morgan said as he hung up.

Hotch looked around. He wasn't sure what he was looking for, but he knew this wasn't going to end well.

A/N: Something is going down... Or is it? HMMM... (aha!) Next chapter shall be posted in a few hours! I don't exactly post on a schedule. Only when ever I think a chapter has been completed... (That's why there may be some errors) Also... What is the major distraction? Is this it? Or no?