When the ambulances began arriving with the women from George Wyatt's personal piece of hell, Reid was pacing back and forth in the emergency room lobby. Hotch had instructed hospital security to lock all other doors into the building, and Morgan was leading a room-by-room search. Reid watched helplessly as the women were being wheeled through the door.
Suddenly, one of the women held up her hand and in a commanding voice instructed the medics transporting her "Stop". The voice was so overwhelmingly authoritative that they complied. The woman looked over at Reid.
"You're Dr. Reid, aren't you?" she asked. "Dr. Spencer Reid?"
"Yes," he replied, walking over to her. "And, you're Eleanor DuValle. I recognize you from your picture."
"Christine said you and your team would rescue us," Eleanor told him. "She said we just had to be patient and believe in you. And, she was right. Here you are!"
"You know Christine?" Reid asked hopefully.
"In that place everybody knew everybody else, my dear," Ms. DuValle told him ruefully. "We exchanged personal information, just in case – Well - You know. Christine told us about you and your team, and kept assuring us that you were coming. During the entire time we were there, she kept telling us to think positive thoughts and to look forward to being rescued."
"Christine? Where's Christine?" the next woman being wheeled in called out. Reid recognized her as Valerie Prescott.
"You know her?" he turned to the latest arrival.
"Of course I know her!" Ms. Prescott sounded insulted. "She's part of the reason we are all still alive. Actually, I honestly believe she is the only reason we are still alive. Christine talked to 'that man' constantly, trying to get into his head, and doing her best to persuade him to keep us alive."
"She got food and water for us, even when she had to steal it and then be punished for stealing," Ms. DuValle added.
"She convinced him to let her do the bookkeeping for his business," Ms. Prescott explained. "And, that way she had access both to him and to his supplies."
"Where is she?" the question echoed throughout the emergency room lobby.
"You mean she just disappeared?" Ms. DuValle asked incredulously after Reid's explanation.
"Well, she was worried about the – you know – ," Ms. Prescott reminded her. "And, she was also really upset about some of the things she had been forced to do."
"Like what?" Reid demanded.
"Ladies," one of the EMTs spoke up. "We have to get you into the emergency room so the doctors can take a look at you."
"Just one minute more, please," Ms. DuValle pleaded. "Dr. Reid needs to know –"
"I know Christine's pregnant," Reid told her.
"What you don't know, is that she was worried about your reaction to her pregnancy and was concerned that you might think she had tricked you into being a father," Ms. Prescott told him. "She spent hours agonizing about that."
"She was really worried about what you would think of her when you found out about the twins," Ms. DuValle added.
"Twins? You knew there are two babies?" Reid was surprised.
"My dear, twins run in my family," Ms. DuValle told him. "I can spot them a mile away. I also know all the things that can go wrong with multiples. For those babies sake, and for Christine's, you need to find her – Quickly."