Kevin is banging on Morgan's door as Reid, Rossi and Hotch come barreling out of theirs. Rossi reaches the analyst first.

"Hey! What's going on?"

"She's gone. Stuff strewn everywhere and she's not there!"

"Are you sure she didn't just go- -" Hotch starts to ask but Kevin interrupts.

"No WAY would she leave her make-up kit and other stuff all over like that. Especially not her tablet and lap top. They are on the floor and the tablet is busted. Plus her shirt has blood on it!" he insists.

Hotch nods to Rossi and Reid. They two agents carefully enter Garcia's room Reid sees the shirt in question and kneels to look at it without touching it. He looks up at Rossi.

"Definitely blood."

Rossi takes note of the destroyed electronics. "And this is just as worrisome." He squats down and stares at the tablet screen. "I'll be damned. Their's a treadmark on the screen." He turns to the doorway, where Hotch and Kevin wait. "We need techs here. Now."

Hotch nods. "Already called. I'm calling Prentiss. We'll need her tonight. I'll tell Morgan to get back here ASAP in the morning." He looks at Kevin. "Come with me to the hotel security office. We need to see what they have on tape."

Kevin nods and the two walk off. Rossi looks over at Reid.

"Let's step out and wait for the techs and Prentiss. Nothing we can do in here except ruin evidence."

Reid reluctantly agrees and they step into the hallway.

Emily pulls JJ as close as the twins will allow. "I love you."

JJ smiles. "I love you, too. Thank you for…for everything the last few days, Emily."

"No need to thank me. I told you that. It's like Francesca always says: it's family."

JJ smiles. "I know. You and Will…it was amazing how close you two became considering what we see day to day at work. So many families just…just damage their kids so much. You don't know how happy I was that you, especially, did everything you could to keep the waters between us all smooth. And I know you will always make sure Henry doesn't forget Will. Sure, he had a few faults and sure a couple times he and I butted heads over Henry, but for the most part he was a good man. And together we will make sure Henry knows that. "

"Yes, we will. And I will do whatever I have to do to make sure he knows Annabelle, too. She's his sister and a link to his father. We'll have to figure that one out as we go."

JJ gives her wife a kiss. "And we will. We always do." She kisses Emily again, running her hands up under the woman's shirt. "I love you so much, Em." Emily moans as JJ starts to squeeze her breasts. "I want to show you how much. I want to make love to y- -"

"Mama? You hurt?"

Emily and JJ burst apart. Henry stands in the doorway with Bear Bear and Alaska. His is looking at Emily with a worried brow. Emily forces a smile to her face.

"Uh, I, um, had a…cramp. And, um, your Mommy was…making it go away," she improvises, thinking the "cramp" between her legs is once again going to go un-massaged tonight.

"Good. Mommy nice."

"Yes, she certainly is. Why are you awake?" He shrugs. "Bad dreams again?" He shrugs again. "Do you need to sleep with Mommy?" He nods. Emily chuckles. "Crawl up there. I will make her get her teeth brushed and her piggies on."

"Okay."

Henry and Alaska run over and climb up on the bed. JJ grabs her pajamas and walks over to Emily, laying a hand on her hip.

"Sorry for the interruption but thank you for this, too."

"He needs his mommy right now. I'll just go- -" Both women frown as Emily's phone rings with Hotch's tone. "Hotch? What's wrong? Do we have a break?" She listens a moment, her eyes widening. "Okay. Be there in 20 minutes."

She hangs up and the two women step into the hallway.

"What's going on?" JJ demands.

"Garcia's been kidnapped."

"WHAT?!"

"Hotch and Kevin are checking security video while Rossi and Reid wait for techs. There is some blood, no idea whose, and a tread on one of Garcia's computers."

"Shit. I'll get dressed and- -"

"No. Stay with Henry." Emily lifts a hand to stop JJ's argument. "And for the twins. Your b.p. has been spiky this week. This is not going to help. I swear to you I will let you know everything as I know it. Please, Jen, trust us. Please."

JJ bites her lip as she thinks about her best friend. "I want to know the minute you find her. No matter…matter what," she chokes out.

Emily frames the blonde's face in her hands. "You will. I promise."

The two share a kiss and Emily steps into the bedroom to change into cargo pants and her combat boots. Something tells her she won't be changing for a while and she wants to be ready for a raid. Pulling her hair back in a ponytail she goes over to the bed.

"I have to go to work, Champ. Think you can keep Mommy sleeping good tonight?"

He grins. "Si, Mama."

Emily smiles and kisses him. "Good boy. I love you."

"Love you, Mama."

Emily steps back into the hallway, where JJ stands holding Emily's clutch piece and sidearm. "Went ahead and got these out of Will's gunsafe for you."

"Thanks."

JJ refuses to look her wife in the eyes. "Emily, don't…please…be careful. I can't…I don't want…I just…"

Emily lifts JJ's chin and meets scared blue eyes with confident brown ones. "I will wear my vest and be very, very careful. I will do my damnedest not to make you go through another funeral for me or Garcia or anyone."

They share a passionate, promise-filled kiss. JJ grabs Emily's collar.

"If you even get a paper cut you are grounded for life."

Emily smiles. "Noted."

They share a hug and Emily hurries downstairs. JJ takes a deep breath to steady herself before going into the bedroom. She needs to make sure her son does not see the nervousness. He doesn't need any more stress in his young life.

Emily had thought she'd get out of the house without being seen. She is wrong. She runs into Sandy and Helen in the living room.

"Emily? Where are you going?" Sandy demands, noting the dress and gun.

"Uh, we have…sort of…an incident thing that we have to check."

Helen stands hopefully. "A lead?"

"I, uh, really don't know." She takes a deep breath. "Garcia is sort of missing and we have to find her."

Sandy gasps and Helen drops back down into her seat. "Oh, God."

"Look, it could be nothing. Don't worry. Just, we have to, you know, look into it. I'm meeting the guys at the hotel. I'm not sure when I'll be back but just try to get some sleep. Things will be okay in the morning. I'm sure."

Sandy recognizes Emily is desperately trying to appear calm for Helen. The older woman smiles. "I'm sure it's nothing. Knowing Garcia she got an idea and rushed out to track it down on a computer stronger than her laptop."

Emily sighs in relief. "Right. Probably. So, um, see you all tomorrow sometime."

Emily quickly leaves before Helen asks anything more. In the SUV she takes a deep breath.

"Sandy Jareau, I so owe you something pretty."

She turns the ignition and drives away. As she turns off the block, she hits lights and sirens to get her to the hotel as quickly as possible.

Hotch has to fight to keep from punching something. The unsub had entered the hotel with them, followed them to their floor and discovered where Garcia was staying. Unfortunately the only reason they know that is his proximity jammer was strong enough to glitch out every damn camera in the hotel. Security had even called their monitoring company to complain, thinking it was something that could be fixed.

"This is ridiculous. How could it happen Kevin?"

The analyst shrugs as he tries unsuccessfully to find a camera not affected. "We know this guy has money. For all we know that could be coupled with his own tech savvy or he knows someone that can make him a hell of a toy."

"Shit," Hotch mutters.

Kevin frowns. "Sir…I don't think he left the building. In fact…I'm not sure he's left yet."

Hotch leans over his shoulder. "What do you mean?"

"Thirty minutes after the glitch starts, it ends. But no one has left Penny's room."

Hotch shakes his head. "Means nothing. He could have gotten her out in that amount of time."

"Oh. Right." He looks at Hotch. "What about area businesses? Like when that bastard took Morgan?"

"We'll hit them up next," Hotch assures him.

"Okay." Kevin glances around and whispers. "So, uh, should I check traffic cams?"

Hotch nods. "Do it."

Kevin nods and starts to hack into the DOT cameras in that area. Hotch paces, trying to figure out another way to help track down his missing analyst.

Emily flashes her badge to the police officer stationed outside the elevator on her team's floor. He nods and she moves quickly to Reid and Rossi.

"What do we know?"

"A whole lot of nothing," Rossi grumbles.

"Hotch just called and said the kidnapper actually arrived with us. I'm waiting to meet with a sketch artist as there were two people that got off the elevator with us. One was a delivery man that Baylor is going to check out and see if he's legitimate and the other is unknown," Reid explains.

"Cameras?"

"Jammed."

"Fuck," she replies and runs her hand through her hair. "How much longer the techs going to be in there?"

Rossi looks at the 2 men and 1 woman gathering every piece of potential evidence they can. "No clue. They are being very thorough. Of course there isn't much to see in there but it could still help us gauge his mental state."

Emily leans against the door to the room beside Garcia's. "His mental state is desperation. Why?"

Reid frowns. "Because he's been set up." He turns to the others. "This is the assassin. He wants to know what we know because the money man set him up."

Emily and Rossi both nod in agreement, worried what that could mean for Garcia.

"How's Henry?" Rossi asks in hopes of ending his speculation about what Garcia is going through.

Emily shrugs. "He's…getting better. He came and asked to sleep with Jen again. I know he has issues with us when we're awake because he still thinks we're hiding his dad from him but at least at night he knows Jen is the one that can help keep his bad dreams at bay. I think we needed that trust as much as he needs us."

"He's going to be okay," Reid says. "He just needs a little time to adjust."

"Don't we all," Emily points out.

Reid and Rossi nod. Emily is about to say something else when a thump sounds in the room behind her. She slowly turns and stares at the door.

"Rossi, isn't this Morgan's room?"

"Yes."

Emily places her ear against the door. "I swear I thought I heard- -THERE! There's noise in here. A thumping sound."

Rossi slowly shakes his head. "Oh he wouldn't fucking dare…"

"If he noticed she had a roommate he might," Emily points out.

"We need to get a key and check," Rossi states.

"Fuck that," Emily answers.

She walks into Garcia's room, stepping around techs.

"Hey!" One yells at her. "You're disturbing the scene."

"About to disturb it more," she warns him as she draws her gun.

She opens the door that adjoins Morgan's then gives a mighty kick and slams open the door into his room. She races in, gun sweeping the room. She senses Rossi and Reid right behind her so she hurries to the figure on the bed.

"PEN!"

Emily starts to carefully cut the tape around the terrified blonde's wrists. Rossi moves to the window, which is open.

"Bastard got out this way."

Reid steps in from the bathroom. "He's definitely gone."

As soon as her hands are free, Garcia throws her arms around Emily's neck.

"Easy, Pen, you're okay. You're okay," Emily whispers.

With one hand she hands the tape to Rossi. He takes it carefully so it can be checked for trace and prints. Reid starts to carefully cut the tape off Garcia's ankles. After she is free, Emily leans back.

"Pen, I'm going to ease the tape off your mouth, okay?" Garcia nods. "I have to go slow so I don't hurt you, okay?"

Garcia nods again and Emily carefully eases the tape from the woman's mouth, doing her best not to tear skin. She hears Rossi calling Hotch and knows the unit chief and Kevin will be there soon. Once the tape is off, Garcia throws her arms around Emily again.

"Pen, how long has he been gone?"

"Just…a few minutes. He was worried you all would check this room or that Morgan would come back. He had been trying to wait for you all to go to the police station but then he knew he had to run or risk getting caught."

"What was he wearing?"

"Blue jeans. A nice red polo shirt. A fake beard and hair piece. And coloured contacts."

"You're sure?" Emily presses.

"Yeah. It was a good make-up job but it was definitely a make-up job," the theatre buff insists.

Reid sighs. "So much for me getting with a sketch artist."

"Garcia!"

They turn as Hotch runs into the room, closely followed by Kevin.

"I'm…okay, sir. Just…shaken up. He wanted info I didn't really have. And he wrote something." She looks around. "There!" She points at the side table.

Hotch walks over and sees a handwritten note on the hotel notepad. He turns. "I need gloves. Now."

Kevin goes into the other room and gets a pair of latex gloves from one of the techs. He hands them to Hotch who quickly pulls them on. He reads the note, shaking his head as he does.

"Bastard gave up the money man, apologized about Will, and says he plans to take a vacation for a while."

"In other words, don't come after me you won't find me," Rossi recaps.

"Essentially." Hotch fights the urge to crumple the papers up. "Fuck him. We'll take the money man out and we will also find the assassin. Prentiss, Rossi, get to the precinct. Call Baylor and Florence and have them meet you there. Kevin, go with them to look up anything they might need."

"I can go, sir."

"Garcia, you have a gash on your forehead and went through a traumatic experience. It's SOP for you to have an exam. Reid will go with you."

Reid nods encouragingly. "We can play 'Outthink the Doctor' and see if we're right."

Garcia giggles, feeling a little calmer. "You're on." She looks at Emily. "Call Jayje."

Emily nods. "I will. Are you really okay?"

"A bit skeeved out and still a bit shaky but I'll be fine."

"If you need anything, call me," Emily orders.

"I will, Princess." She looks at Hotch. "So, uh, does Morgan know?"

"Not yet. I'll call him in a few minutes so he can get back here first thing in the morning."

"He'll probably leave tonight so he can check on his goddess," Reid points out with a grin.

"True," Hotch agrees. "I'll stay with the techs. Let's get moving. We'll take the money man out as soon as we can and the assassin falls next."

The team nods and splits up to start what they hope is the beginning of the end of this case.