Chief Northam and Captain Dalton walked into the station house's conference room that was filled with officers in uniform, his detectives, detectives from other units and federal agents. Chief whistled loudly and said,

"Anyone who is not a part of the BAU or the major crimes unit, get out and track down the tips we got on the tip line!"

Once the room had been cleared out and everyone needed was sitting at the table, Dalton took charge of the room.

"Let's everyone please get acquainted quickly; this is the BAU. I'm Captain Jeffrey Dalton, this is our Chief Bellamy Northam, Sergeant Eric Silas, Detective Danny Mota and Detective Cassie Leland. One of our detectives was shot earlier and is still in surgery. I want to remind my team, I know you want to be with Archer, but we have to catch this bastard."

"We're sorry to hear about that. I'm Supervisory Special Agent Hotchner. These are SSAs Derek Morgan, David Rossi, Jennifer Jareau, Emily Prentiss and Dr. Spencer Reid."

"Let's get started." Morgan said. Dalton started putting files and folders on the large table and spread them around.

"Okay we got juvy records, Marine service records, social service records…"

"Alex, I'll take juvy for a thousand." Eric said.

"Silas."

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

"Yes sir." Eric said to Dalton as he grabbed a folder.

"What exactly are we looking for?" Danny asked some what impatiently.

"We're looking for his behavioral patterns that might lead us to where he took the girl." Agent Morgan said. Just as Morgan said so his phone rang.

"Hey baby girl, what do you got for us?"

"Well my loves I have delved deep into Foster Knowles' social service records and have found the profiler's jackpot."

"Tell us." JJ said eagerly.

"Okay everyone gather around for story time. When Foster was only six years old his dad left him and his mom and according to the report his dad told him it was his fault he left."

"Ouch." Prentiss said.

"Yeah. He told the social worker he had to eat out of trash cans because his mom never fed him and was always in the house doing drugs. He says after his sister was born in 2002, his mom decided to turn things around clean her life up. He left the system the day he turned eighteen and enlisted in the Marines."

"He sounds like he has deep abandonment issues." Morgan said.

"He was twelve when his sister was born then he must think that's the age he was when his life really nose dived." JJ said.

"He must be trying to ruin the girls who he kidnaps."

"Oh." Garcia said intrigued.

"What is it?" Rossi asked.

"He applied for a job after he got out of the Marines and he used a different name."

"What was it?" Dalton asked excitedly.

"John Muller."

"Are there any properties under that name?" Reid asked.

"Uh…" Garcia typed fast and furiously. "Okay here! He has an apartment in Southeast DC."

"That's a rough part of town." Rossi said.

"Not many people would make a big deal of it if they heard screaming or gunfire." Reid said.

"Just how he needs it."

"Let's stop talking about it and go!" Mota said as he shoved his gun in his holster. Everyone got in their vehicles and raced to the Southeastern part of the city. The black suburbans and the cop cars are going as fast as the law lets them. Kelsey's fate is still unknown. The previous girl, Riley Bayne who was kidnapped just fifteen months before was never found. Her father Evan is at home in an apartment near the South East quadrant of the District of Columbia. He is sitting in the dark with the couch facing away from the large window. Evan stares at a framed picture of his family on the window seal. He grabs it to look at it closer and lays his head on his hand and sighs. He strokes the picture of his beautiful child with his calloused thumb as a tear runs down his unshaved face. He quivers as he remembers her soft, sweet smile and her contagious laugh. He perks up when he hears sirens blaring down the road outside of his apartment. He sniffles hard and batts tears back as he watches the long line of cop cars. He recognizes the cars from the metro station from his numerous visits. He takes a deep breath and says,

"Get the bastard."

The cars zoomed down the road at a nearly sixty miles an hour. They screech up to a beaten down apartment building. The officers split into groups and run into separate parts of the house. The officers from Major Crimes in Metro go around the back while the BAU run up to the front door. Morgan runs up the stoop and pounds on the door.

"FBI open the door!" Morgan yells as he pounds harder. Morgan knows that a girl's life is at stake, so he wastes no time kicking the door down with his muscle heavy leg. They rush into the living space where the faded green paint is peeling off and the only furniture in the place is a couch and a coffee table. All of the agents start running through the rooms and opening closets. JJ holds her gun in one hand and the other slowly opens the closet in the back room. She takes a breath and pulls it open and she is in shock. She lowers her head down as a sad expression washes over her face. Kelsey drops out of the closet and JJ believes she is dead. JJ works up her voice so she can tell the others. Everyone runs to her and takes the duct tape off her body. Morgan pushes his fingers against her wrist trying to find a pulse.

"She's still alive! Call an ambulance!" he yelled.

Outside in the back alley the major crimes detectives are searching the large trash cans. Bottles are clinking as they shift through the bins and everyone is trying to avoid the horrible smell of rotting food.

"We got her!" Prentiss yelled out to the detectives. Everyone's face lit up except for Cassie who found a shoe looking like it belonged to a young girl. She tries to pick it up, but it is a lot heavier than it seems. Cassie looks horrified and sad. Everyone is running towards the action except for Cassie. Danny stops running when he realizes his partner is not with them and turns around to see her staring sadly at the trash can and holding something.

"Cassie, come on!"

"Danny!" Cassie said as a tear went down her face and she held up the shoe. Danny's face changes from happy to sad as he realizes what Cassie found. He looks down and turns to the rest of the team.

"Hey guys."

Eric and Dalton turn around when they hear Danny.

"What? Come on Mota we found our kidnap victim!"

"We got another one." he said sadly. Eric looked at the bin where Cassie was standing with worried eyes. He and Dalton walked down to help them push the trash away to see who was under it. Everyone held their breath as they cleared away the trash to reveal an ugly sight. They all lower their heads in sorrow when they see the body of a young girl. The girl looked like she had been tortured and her skin was the tint of grey. They did not have a medical examiner with them, but it looks like she died from two gunshots to her chest. Eric gets a lump in his throat and tears run down his face. Seeing such a young life gone is never an easy sight for anyone to see. Eric nods his head.

"Riley."