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Now for this story, there will be scenes involving the team, Maddie's birth dad and cell mate and another cliffhanger.

This chapter has been re-updated.

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Chapter 7:

- Smile... heaven is watching.

- African Proverb

After that morning talk with JJ and the talk with Reid about her biological family yesterday, Maddie decides to put those thoughts out of her mind for a while and try to focus on one of her favorite things in the world: learning and at school, one of her favorite places to be. After she greeted the rest of her classmates and put her backpack away, she went to her assigned desk and watched for her teacher to get started.

Maddie's teachers, Miss. Irwin, dressed in a black knee-length dress with white polka dots, cardigan sweater and flats with her hair in a simple ponytail, began greeting her small students and told them that they had thirty minutes to themselves before they began today's lesson. As the small students wonder around the classroom, Maddie grabbed a couple sheets of papers and a big box of Crayola crayons–with the built-in sharper–from the supply box and began to draw.

As Miss. Irwin walked around the room, she checked up on Maddie, who was still drawing. As she looked over Maddie's shoulder to see her drawing. She sees a picture with someone in the park looking up to the sky with a bunch of clouds, the sun, and a bunch of people in the sky, dressed as angels with their wings and halos. Feeling curious,

"Maddie?"

Maddie got a little spook when Miss. Irwin was standing behind her.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?"

"Just a little bit."

Knelling down to look over Maddie's picture,

"That's a pretty picture you're drawing."

"Thank you."

She decides to get up to give Maddie some time to herself again and to make sure the other students weren't getting into any kind of trouble.

Click, click, click, click, click.

Someone continued to take pictures of Maddie by the window with their high-tech camera with the tinted windows were slightly down from the passenger seat. Someone else, also dressed in black clothing and sunglasses, was flossing their teeth with a toothpick while typing away on their laptop, finally said,

"Now are we going to go after her?"

Finally putting the camera down as he put on his dark sunglasses,

"Not just yet."

"What do you mean 'Not just yet,' Müller? I don't know about you, but I'm the kind of the person who gets annoyed and impatient very quickly and very easily. Seriously, man…"

Looking at him, "I'm waiting for the perfect moment, Meyer. Like you said before, you can't rush perfection."

Meyer impatiently groaned with annoyance as he tosses his toothpick, typing away on his laptop, finally cracking into computer codes.

A couple hours later

Reid was finishing up some last minute paperwork he needed to get done by the end of the day. As he was working, he stopped himself for a moment. He couldn't stop thinking about Maddie. It was already bad enough the situation with her escaped birth father, but he had his strange feeling. He felt something was going to happen. And it made him sick to his stomach. Finally,

"Pretty boy?"

Looking up, it was Morgan with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"You already?"

"I'm worried about Maddie. I don't know why, but I just…"

"Look, she'll be fine. She has security watching outside the school, that whistle and one of Garcia's cell phones JJ gave her this morning, and more importantly, she has us."

"I guess so, man. But still…"

"She'll be alright; she's a trooper. If anything, she'll call us. We're going to make sure those two bastards don't come near her or so much as to lay some much as a fingernail on her."

"I hope you're right, Morgan."

A couple hours later

RIIIINNNGGG!

"Okay, students," Miss. Irwin said as she stood up from her teacher's desk. "We'll continued with the rest of today's math lesson right after your lunch and recess breaks."

She watched some of the students either grab their lunch, put away from of the supplies off their assigned tables or headed out the door to go down to the cafeteria. As she gathered some items from her desk, she saw Maddie quietly sat at her desk, looking over the picture she drew this morning.

She wondered what was going on with Maddie. Normally, she would have her hand up for every question thrown at her, being über-excited when she was being called. She remembered the first time she met her. She threw a randomly hard math question and while the students were laughing, she got the answer right. She threw another hard math question at her and she got the right answer again. Maddie told her she read a book about mathematics and how much she loves reading and wanting to read anything.

Instead, today was…meek and quiet. She walked to her desk and knelled down, so she could try and talk to her.

Click, click, click, click, click.

Someone continued to take pictures of Maddie and Miss. Irwin with their high-tech camera with the tinted windows were slightly down from the passenger seat. Someone else, also dressed in black clothing and sunglasses, cracking into random codes, finally said with a smirk,

"Get ready, Meyer; it's time to put this plan into action."

Meyer proudly smirked at him, turning to the backseat to see a black duffle bag before typing away into his laptop; hacking into a highly-private and highly-secured security network.

"Hey, Maddie." She began to start a conversation with her as she noticed a slight frown on her face. "Are you okay?"

Maddie remained silent as she shrugged her shoulders. Looking down at her picture,

"Who's this is the picture?" She points to the person looking up. "Is that you?"

"Yes."

"And who are these in the sky? Are they angels?"

"You can say that."

"I understand what you're saying in this picture,"

"You do?" Maddie said, with a little glint in her eyes.

Suddenly a tall figure in all black walks into the school. Walking by the office and as he was walking into one of the halls,

"Hey!"

A uniformed security guard spots him. He immediately stands in his position, but not before putting his hand into his pocket.

"You have any kind of ID?"

Before he could even answer him, he gives him a couple of knockout punches before shoving a needle in his neck.'

"You're looking up at the angels above as the ones are watching over you because you feel lonely without them. I don't want to…intrude into your life, but…did you…lose someone?"

Maddie looked at her teacher with her dark brown eyes wide out as she bit her lip. She just simply nodded her head.

"Well, I'm sorry you had, but just to let you know, they're always looking down on you and the ones who love you right back right now, wanting you to be happy. They'll never leave you, no matter what." She gives Maddie a small smile.

"Wow. Thank you, Miss. Irwin."

"Anytime, Maddie. Now, go have lunch and recess."

Maddie chuckled. What Miss. Irwin cheered her up a little bit, if not a whole lot. She cleaned up her desk space and went to the bathroom to wash her hands, but not before grabbing her black messenger bag from her coat space.

Suddenly, the tall figure finally makes their way one of the classroom door. Opening the door, the person is…

"Excuse me? Can I help you?"

After Maddie was done with washing her hands, she was about to open the door when…

"Oh!"

She gasped as she jumped. She creakily opens the door, only to see her teacher being knocked around someone in all black. Quietly closing the door, she leaned against the door, biting her nails. She suddenly remembers the cell phone Aunt JJ gave her this morning. Searching through her bag, she puts the silver whistle in her jeans pocket before finally finding the cell phone.

She scrolls down the BAU contact list and randomly presses someone's name; she didn't care who. Whoever's phone went to voice mail.

"Please! Someone pick up!" After she heard the beep, she sighs in relief, but before she could even say anything,

"Ahhh!"

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