A/N: ITS THE CHAPTER BEFORE THE CHAPTER! AND THEN THATS THE CHAPTER BEFORE THE CHAPTER! I'm just excited thank you guys for the reviews and please review so that I can give it to you because I'm excited! And I'm sorry about the dividing and such my computers formatting really kills it so I'm going to try and fix it as best as I can for you guys!

I'm coming 'round

And now my vision is so clear

If I could change my state of mind

Then I would disappear~Calvin Harris

Caitlyn and Reid found from the M.E that the boy was extremely thin when he was found. But there was no signs of malnutrition. Caitlyn was surprised when even Spencer couldn't think of any reason for why that may be. While all of this was happening, Emily and Rossi looked at the dump sites. While the parents were getting a phone call from the un sub. They were telling the parents that they weren't good enough before hanging up because their was only a certain amount of time allowed for the phone calls. Penelope was unable to triangulate the phone calls.

Not wanting to leave the family alone, Reid and Morgan were going to stay the night on the couch of the family. And incase the unsub called back. Caitlyn gave Spencer a squeeze on the arm before she headed back to the station with the rest of the team. They were all looking at the case files, and then Hotch instructed them to all get some sleep so that they could look at the case files in the morning. Knowing they wouldn't be able to go to sleep, Caitlyn, JJ and Prentiss all went into the same hotel room. JJ was having some sickness so Caitlyn's saltine and ginger ale knowledge finally came in handy.

"Think you'll ever want to go through with this?" JJ asked Caitlyn.

"I asked Reid if he ever thought about having little baby geniuses one day, and he said yes." Emily said with an eyebrow raise. Caitlyn popped her second favorite snack, dark chocolate covered almonds in her mouth.

"I don't know. Honestly, I've never thought about it. When I was younger I said I would never have children. But we both work so much and such dangerous jobs, so I don't know. We've only been dating for like-"

"Three years." Emily and JJ said at the same time.

"Yeah, but we're both young. So I would have to say the same thing. One day, maybe." Caitlyn answered. Eventually the girl talk ended and all the agents went to sleep.

xxxxx

Caitlyn was awakened from a phone call from Spencer in the middle of the night.

"Is everything okay?" Caitlyn asked, alarmed.

"Yeah, yeah. I had a really bad nightmare and I woke up screaming and totally freaked out the parents. I'm not helping the situation. I'm losing it in their living room, I'm dreaming about dead kids and being covered in leeches." he said on the other end of the phone.

"What is scaring you so much?" Caitlyn asked, hating that she couldn't be there with him right now.

"This boy is dying and there's nothing that I can do to stop it." he whispered.

"I'll stay on the phone with you, we don't even have to talk but I'm here and it'll be like I'm sleeping next to you, okay?" Caitlyn said softly.

"Okay."

xxxxxx

The next morning, Hotch arranged the parents of the second missing child to go to the funeral of the first. Basing it off the profile the un sub would be there to see the reactions of the family and the people around them. The wife was hesitant at first but finally agreed. Caitlyn, Reid and Morgan were to go look around the room of the missing boy. But Reid couldn't stop thinking about his dream. Even though he didn't believe in dream analysis, he started to look into it and referencing it.

"I thought you didn't believe in dream analysis." Morgan huffed.

"Freud has been discredited but Young still has his merits," Spencer started, "I've been having the same version of this dream since I was a little kid."

"No one would think less of you if you had to take some time off to get your head together." Morgan said.

"I just want to find this boy." Spencer said with determination and walking out of the room. Caitlyn looked at Morgan and pointed at the doorway where Spencer had just walked out,

"And that's my man." she gleamed, Morgan rolled his eyes and they followed him out the doorway and they headed to the funeral.

xxxxxx

Caitlyn held Reid's hand the whole time. She was too busy to look over the crowd as Spencer tripped out in his own mind. She felt his hand grasp tightly on hers.

"Are you okay?" Caitlyn asked.

"Fine. I've just been here before." Spencer gulped.

They got someone in custody, but it turned out that he was just some pedophile, Caitlyn, Rossi and Emily led the interrogation. During the interrogation, Morgan came to Reid giving him a case file that was almost identical to Spencer's dream. A boy murdered in Las Vegas who was found behind the dryer. Spencer would have been four at the time, Spencer looked through the file. Turns out that the man who was in custody didn't know the details of the murder and thought the boy was molested. They were even farther away from finding the boy with not a lot of time left. Caitlyn was getting worried about Spencer, especially after Morgan found those case files. But there wasn't time for that.

The un sub reached out to the family again and asked to speak to Hotch. He knew that they were there and kept to the three minute phone call rule. Caitlyn, Reid and Morgan were in the other room, trying to think about what was wrong and what they were missing. Spencer was looking over the case file slower than usual.

"I don't think the un sub is a man. I think it's a woman. The way that she described the clothes over the phone was in detail only a woman would recognize. A male wouldn't reference specific details like that." Spencer said.

"He's right, a male un sub would talk about the competition not the care giving that she described on the phone." Caitlyn added, a light bulb going off in her head. She wanted to kiss Spencer right then and there with that beautiful brain of his. They called Garcia to see if any license plates, but there were no matches. Reid made the connection after looking at the transcripts that she may have been institutionalized.

"Most institutions are very rigid, she talked about being locked down, and that could explain the 3 minute rule," Emily stated.

"How?" The father asked.

"Well most institutions are very strict about the amount of time that each patient can spend on the phone." Caitlyn explained.

"I think her 3 minutes isn't a rule to us, it's just what she was institutionally learned." Reid thought out loud. Garcia was to look for any women that had been released from mental institutions and had lost a child within the last few months. Garcia was unable to do that, they had sealed hospital records and she would have to go through each of them individually.

"I think I might have a way." Reid said standing up.

"Want me to come with you?" Caitlyn asked.

"Not yet." Spencer squeezed her hand walking away. Rossi came up behind Caitlyn,

"You were hoping he was going to say no weren't you?" he asked, Caitlyn let out a sigh.

"I am terrified to meet that woman Rossi." she admitted.

"Don't be." Rossi said, squeezing her shoulder, "she's going to love you."

"Well that's not something I need to worry about right now, we have a boy to find."

Reid's Point of View

Reid walked into the hospital where his mother was staying. He always felt awful every time he came, he always wished that he could visit more. He felt like a horrible son the day he sent her away and every day after that he wasn't there for her. He saw his mother sitting on the chair in a distance reading a book, but that wasn't what he was there for right this second.

"Dr. Reid, your mom didn't tell me that you were coming in town." An older doctor said approaching him and shaking his hand, which Spencer winced at but didn't pull away from. He was going to need hand sanitizer.

"That's not why I'm here, I'm working on a case and I think you may be able to help." Reid started, telling the other doctor all of the details that he knew and asked him if he would be able to talk to other administrators at other hospitals to see if they knew anyone that fit the profile and giving the profile out as well. The doctor nodded in approval and then walked away taking the profile off of his hands. Spencer took a deep breath and walked over to where his mother was, standing infront of her and smiling softly.

"Spencer? What are you doing here?" she asked looking from the journal she was writing in.

"I'm here for work, were investigating a murder and abduction of two young boys."

"I don't like the idea of you working on things that are so sad." His mother responded.

"I know." Spencer whispered.

"You're so thin." his mother complained, "you need to eat some nutritious meals and not coffee all the time.

"I was going to come see you as soon as we wrapped up the case." Spencer ignored her comment.

"Is that girl here?" she asked looking around the room, "the one you've been writing to me about."

"No, I told her to stay back and work with the rest of the team. I was going to bring her after we solved the case for you to meet her."

"Good. I want to meet the girl who finally realized how special and perfect you are." His mother grinned.

"You will. She's really nervous to meet you."

"What else is going on in there?" his mother asked, looking at him deeply.

"Nothing." he said defensively.

"Spencer," his mother said sternly, "I'm your mother. We know. We feel things."

"Did I know someone named Riley Jenkins?" Spencer asked. His mother thought for a minute before responding.

"Yes, he was a story you made up."

"No," Spencer said growing frustrated, "he was a real boy that was murdered when I was four years old." His mother assured him that he must have been mistaken, he then told her that he was seeing things which enraged her. She told him not to say things like that.

"I've been having dreams about him since I was very little mom." Spencer almost pleaded with her.

"Well you were always a reader and it affected with your dreams." She responded. Spencer tried to get any information from her, bringing up the memory he had when they went to a funeral. His mom tried to say that it was his uncles but he knew that that wasn't it. He brought up the fights that his mother and father when they moved houses, which was a lot. He remembered her once telling his dad that he was in danger. His mother confirmed that.

"Why did you think that?" Spencer asked, becoming agitated and frustrated.

"I don't know why I just told you, a mother knows. We're animals, Spencer. We feel things." she answered. The doctor came back over and told Spencer that the only thing that would be important was that she needed to stick to her medication.

"Doctor would it be possible for a woman to convince herself that a grown child was a newborn?" Spencer asked.

"If their psychosis is bad enough and they're off their medication." The doctor answered. Spencer fumbled with his phone in his pocket to call Hotch.

"Hotch, I think I know why the medical examiner was so confused… I think she was breast feeding them." Spencer said. He turned to look at his mother,

"Mom I'll be back."

"Bring your girlfriend with you!" she called after him as he ran out.

Caitlyn's POV

The mother was able to identify the woman. After running her face through vi-cap and all of the information that Spencer had received they had the identity of the woman. As soon as Garcia got the address all of the agents strapped on their vest and got ready to go. Caitlyn jumped in the car with Morgan, throwing on some music as they drove. Gangster rap helped cool her nerves and Morgan was the only person that also appreciated it before the take down. Caitlyn, Rossi, Morgan, Hotch and Prentiss all got to the scene. They had their guns out and were tip toeing around the house, not wanting to scare the woman and cause her to kill the child if he was still alive. Emily motioned to the door and Hotch gave her the signal to go as Caitlyn stood at the other entrance. All at once they barged in, checking each room. Hotch caught sight of the woman running, the boy in her arms. Morgan and Rossi had a visual on her and ran after her. When Caitlyn turned the corner she saw her standing in front of a huge bonfire. The heat from the desert and the flames seemed to sizzle against her skin.

"Step away from the fire!" Hotch commanded.

"My baby is dead." The woman said.

"No he isn't!" Caitlyn yelled, "he's been getting taken really good care of by someone else. Just like you need to take care of this boy." Unknown to her, Reid had pulled up to the house and was running in, gun pointed at the ground. Caitlyn kept hers pointed at the woman.

"I kept healthy, I did good!" The woman said hugging the child to herself.

"We know you did good, we just need you to step away and put the boy down." Emily tried to reason with her.

"My baby is DEAD!" she yelled.

"He isn't, let us prove it to you!" Caitlyn pleaded looking at the woman over the barrel of her gun. The woman hugged the blanket to her, as Morgan and Rossi argued about whether to shoot her or not.

"I've got Michael, I've got Michael!" Reid's voice echoed in each of the agent's ear pieces out of nowhere. All of the agents put their guns down as the woman threw the empty blanket into the fire. Caitlyn looked at the sick woman with pity, as she hand cuffed her softly and gave her to the assisting agents.

Hotch reunited the woman with her son, she cried and held onto him as Caitlyn and Reid watched from the sidelines, both still clad in their FBI vests.

"It's not everyday that things like this happen." Caitlyn smiled looking at them from afar.

"Yeah, it's not." Reid said, smiling himself.

"This is about as good of a day as we're going to get with this job." Caitlyn looked over to him.

"I know." Reid smiled, at that time Morgan and Hotch walked up. "Hotch, do you think it would be possible to wait until tomorrow to return home?"

Hotch looked over at Morgan,

"Do you think you can find something to do in Vegas for a night?" Morgan only smiled in return and then the two walked away. Spencer looked over at Caitlyn,

"Are you ready to go meet my mom?"