(There will be a point of view switch in this. Sorry if it's confusing, but I don't think it will be.)

Prentiss

I had spent the rest of the night sitting silently on the ground with my head resting against the end of the bed I was supposed to be asleep in. My gun hadn't left my hand all night and my finger stayed on the trigger to allow a quick shoot. It was only Wednesday morning now. I put as much makeup on that I could to cover the bags under my eyes but still look discreet. It didn't work as well as I had hoped so I was just relying on no one noticing or bringing it up. I walked downstairs where the team sat in the living room. There were two travel bags against the wall, Hotch was talking to Jack near them, JJ and Will were hugging Henry and a man I didn't know stood next to the bags, lifting them up.

"How long do I have to go for, mummy?" Henry asked JJ quietly.

"I don't know, baby. I'm sorry."

"Okay, I'll see you as soon as I can, buddy." I heard Hotch say as his son hugged him. I watched as Jack walked around the living room and said goodbye to the team. He walked over to me last.

"Bye Emily." He smiled. I hugged him and blinked the tears away.

"I'm so sorry, Jack."

"It's not your fault." He shook his head. He walked over to the man who was now holding the bags, "Hey dad, don't wait too long to speak up." Before Hotch could say anything else, Jack hugged him again quickly and walked out. JJ was crying, sobbing and she finally let Henry go. Will hugged him again and had tears in his eyes as Henry ran out behind Jack, saying bye to the rest of us as he left.

"Don't wait too long to speak up?" Rossi asked Hotch.

"Unrelated to this situation." Hotch shook his head.

"It involves a girl," Morgan smirked, "I know that face when I see it and I know how you speak when you avoid speaking about a female you fancy."

Hotch's hesitated silence told us all that Morgan was right.

"I have to go to the precinct now." Hotch said as he lifted his suit jacket and walked to the foyer quickly.

"Hotch!" I called before he would have a chance to leave the house.

"My god, I didn't see you there, princess." Morgan said, watching me as I walked through the living room. I guess he hadn't noticed Jack approach me or my voice when I talked to him.

He stood by the door and waited for me so speak when I stood in front of him.

"Any chance you'll let me come with you early so I don't have to deal with the millions of "are you okay" questions all worded differently?"

He nodded and waited for me to grab my handbag from where I had left it last night. I grabbed it and made sure my spare gun was it in before walking back to the foyer and leaving with Hotch.

We drove in silence for a while before he broke it, "So I know you came with me to avoid this, but I'm going to ask once and not a million times so it's not the same thing. Are you feeling okay?"

I let out my signature sigh, "I don't know. I mean, I'll be okay, but I'm just full of anxiety and fear right now."

"Honestly, so am I." He admitted.

I looked at him and raised my eyebrows, "You, SSA Aaron Hotchner, is feeling fear?"

He snickered as he stopped at a red light and looked at me, "Believe it or not, it wouldn't be the first time. But I don't fear the loss of my own life; I fear the loss of my team's lives."

"Yeah, same," Silence filled the car again and I didn't like it, "So who's the girl?" I asked him as he started driving again. There was something inside of me that heated up painfully when I thought about it. I was overly curious about it for some reason.

He shook his head, "There isn't one."

"That was a shit lie. I don't think I've ever heard or seen you tell a lie that badly."

"Look, I don't really have time for a partner at the moment so I don't want to speak about it. It'll just make it harder for me if I acknowledge it."

I looked back out the window, "Okay. But I'm just full warning you, if you've spoken to her on several occasions in public over the past month, she could possibly be in danger."

"I know." He nodded. Something about how he said it told me that she was in danger. That he knew that she was and it wasn't just a possibility. I decided to leave it there and not push the conversation any more.

Hotch

It was about 3 in the afternoon when I finally left my office to go to my team. Will would be working with us until we ended this so he was by JJ's side whenever I looked out. They were all looking into individual people and areas and I assumed no one found anything drastic, considering no one had knocked or ran in.

I walked down the few steps and saw my whole team sitting by the desks apart from Prentiss. The others looked like they were taking a break.

"Hey." Morgan greeted me as I walked over to them, my eyes scanning the bullpen as I did, looking for the missing agent.

"I'm assuming no one found anything?"

"No, and we've given up momentarily to take a break because this is exhausting." JJ said.

"I know," I nodded, "Where's Prentiss?"

"Her phone rang like a half hour ago and she took the call. I haven't seen her since." Garcia replied.

I felt my stomach drop, "Did she leave the building?"

"I don't know; I never thought to go looking for some reason. I'm so used to you all being okay and safe. Now I'm scared." She took her phone out and dialled Prentiss' number.

I heard the ring of a phone in her top drawer. I was closest to her desk so I pulled the drawer out and held her phone up. My eyes caught something else in there as I did. I lifted the purple and white flower in the drawer. It was a fake one. I looked at my team as they all saw the flower in my hand. Rossi stood up and walked over, looking at the flower when I gave it to him. I lifted the photo that was underneath it next. It was of Prentiss from years ago. She was smiling in the photo but it wasn't a forced smile, it was genuine. She was sincerely happy in this photo and her eyes were lit with love and adoration. What concerned me about the photo was who was next to her in it. She was looking at Ian Doyle and he was smiling too, looking away from her. It sent hatred through me, seeing him making her happy in this photo. He didn't deserve to make her happy; she didn't deserve what he had caused on her in the past and what he was causing on her now. Heat spread through me but it didn't feel like anger exactly. I wasn't sure what it was but it wasn't nice. I couldn't look at the photo anymore so I passed it to Rossi. I lifted a piece of paper next that was folded twice.

"Should you really be looking through her things?" Reid asked us. Rossi held the photo out to him and he took it. As soon as he realised what it was, he nodded and answered himself, "Yes, justified."

"What?" JJ asked. Reid handed her the photo and I opened the paper. It wasn't old; the paper was as white as it would be out of the packaging, the ink was clear and not faded and there was nothing on it. The corners weren't even slightly curled. It was very new.

Meet me at S & G at 3. Come alone and don't tell anyone. I'll know if you are accompanied, Lauren.

Don't worry; I'm not intending on killing you just yet. Last night was a miscommunication.

I shook my head and gave the short letter to Rossi. I looked at him. He looked back at me, "We can't go. She's in more danger if we show up."

"It takes a half hour to get there, Dave. If we leave now, she'll still be by herself for long enough. If we leave later, we might be too late."

"If we leave now and they're already planning on taking her, we'll be too late anyway. She should have told us and she shouldn't have gone. We're going to be too late no matter when we leave. What we should do is stay here and find cameras around that area and watch her. If they take her, we get the licence plate, track the car, and go get her. We can't do any good in a car." He shook his head.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?" I heard Prentiss' voice behind me. I turned and looked at her with a shocked expression. She saw the note in Rossi's hand, the photo in JJ's as she stood at his side and the flower on top of the desk. Her eyes flared with anger.

"I rang you and your phone was in your drawer so Hotch got it out and found everything." Garcia explained before we could say anything.

"This is my area. Leave my things alone and get away from my area." She said, looking from me to Rossi to JJ. Rossi put the note down and JJ put the photo down. They both stepped away and I stood looking at Prentiss. "What?"

"You didn't go." I don't know why it impressed me so much.

"Well I'm not a complete moron…"

I nodded and turned, walking back towards my office. I heard her footsteps follow me so I didn't close the door behind me. She closed it herself when she walked into the office, "Thank you for not going."

"Yeah, no problem," She said quickly, "Why were you looking through my stuff, Hotch?"

"Garcia told you. She called to see where you were and I thought it was weird that you left with a call but your phone was in your desk…"

"I have two phones. And you continued to look because?"

"You actually loved him," I avoided the question, "You looked genuinely happy and in love in that photo with him."

"I was playing a part."

"It was more than that." I shook my head.

She looked down with a sigh, "Well it's in the past and it's gone and it's one of my biggest regrets."

"I wasn't judging you," I shook my head again, "So who were you talking to for so long?"

"Just an old friend." She said quietly. I couldn't tell whether it was a lie or not. She was looking down before I asked and she hadn't moved. "Well I'm going to go and put my things back into my desk." She said as she took a few steps backwards.

"Sorry." I apologised as she opened the door. She nodded and left my office. I watched her walk back down the few steps and over to her desk. She shook her head when she read the note and put it back in the desk. She looked at the flower for a second before putting it back and then she lifted the photo. She bit her lip as she did and I saw her posture change slightly. She closed her eyes and shook her head before putting it back. I saw her lips move quickly but when I looked at the team, no one said anything and only Morgan and JJ were looking at her. She was talking to herself. Reassuring herself, possibly.