"That's me off the phone with mom." Reid got into the car.

"How is she?" Elijah asked.

"She's good. I was thinking about a vacation for us at one point." Reid suggested.

"A vacation?" Elijah raised a brow.

"Yeah, I was thinking about it." Reid nodded.

"Our first vacation as a married couple." Elijah sighed softly,"Our first vacation.. Wait, ever?"

"Properly, yeah." Reid chuckled.

"Damn, we need a vacation. We deserve one." Elijah nodded.

"We all do."

"After everything."

"Where would we go?"

"Hm.. Somewhere nice." Elijah hummed,"Maybe Italy."

"Italy sounds good." Reid pointed.

"So much to do."

"So little time."

"We need more time." Elijah sighed.

"Well, I have a lot of holidays I can take off." Reid mentioned.

"You? Take a day off?" Elijah blinked.

"Eventually." He assured him.

"You mean that?" Elijah asked him.

"Of course." Reid nodded.

"I'll believe it when I see it." Elijah pointed.

*********************************

Tara had met up with the boys in the lift, Reid mentioned how they wanted to go on vacation.

"I mean, the thing is, you have to take the time or it just flies by." She pointed.

"I know." Elijah sighed.

"I've heard Alaskan cruises are pretty amazing." Tara added.

"Mom has a phobia." Reid shook his head.

"Of water, or.." Tara tilted her head.

"Cruise ships, specifically." Reid nodded.

"Okay..So she's good to fly?"

"Yeah." Elijah hummed.

"Alright so there's gotta be a place she's always mentioned wanting to go." Tara sighed.

"Uh.. I guess she's always wanted to go to Paris, actually." Reid blinked.

"Wow, done. Book that for the three of you." Tara pointed.

"You know, you're right. Thank you." Reid smiled.

"If we're talking about vacations, guess where I'm going." Garcia ran up to them.

"Hm.. To visit Emily?" Elijah raised a brow.

"Yes.. How did you know that?" Garcia blinked.

"Because nothing else would make you this excited." He hummed.

Tara laughed,"Have you ever been to London before?"

"Yes. One time, four years ago. That was work/play. This is going to be all play. I am leaving all my phones at home." Garcia told them.

All three of them just stared at Garcia, knowing she could not leave a device at home.

"You're right. That's not true. I'm going to bring them all, but I'm going to put them on aeroplane mode most of the time." Garcia pointed.

"Baby steps." Tara chuckled.

"That's right, mate." Garcia winked, putting on an English accent,"Oh, I am putting the keytle on. Would anyone like a proper cup?"

"Yeah. Is that tea that you're making?" Tara hummed.

"It's a lot of Doctor Who, you guys. No big deal." Garcia smiled.

"And me." Elijah nodded.

*********************************

The team got the news that Hotch had been arrested, JJ had gotten Jack. So they were all waiting in thr Conference Room as Rossi walked through.

"Where's Hotch being held?" Reid asked.

"I don't know yet. I have calls out." Rossi sighed.

"Metro SWAT took him?" Fleur asked.

"Yeah, but it has to be bigger than that." Rossi nodded.

"JJ is on her way. She couldn't explain everything on the phone because she's got the kids." Reid shook his head.

"Okay, maybe Hotch was swatted." Garcia suggested,"That's an extreme prank that gamers pull on their opponents, where they fake 911 call on them. It's recently escalated among celebrities."

"If it was a prank, they wouldn't have arrested him." Rossi cursed.

"Unless they didn't know. If someone calls 911 and says Hotch is a threat, SWAT has to respond." Elijah crossed his srms,"Which means somewhere there is a record of that call."

"Okay- I'm on it." Garcia sat down and typed as Jack, Micheal, Henry, Will and JJ walked in.

"Hey, guys." Reid smiled.

"Hi Uncle Spencer and Uncle Elijah" Henry sighed as he hugged Reid.

"Oh, hello." Reid spun him around before sitting him back down,"How are you doing, Henry?"

"Good. Everybody's gonna hang out at Moms work today." Henry nodded.

"Oh, that sounds super gun." Garcia hummed.

"Have you been practicing the magic trick Spencer taught you, Jack?" Elijah asked him.

Jack was just looking at the ground,"..Can I go to my dad's office?"

"Of course." Fleur assured him.

"Here- Come on, fellas. Let's go find something to get into." Will lead the boys out of the room, carrying Michael,"Come on, this way."

Once Will left the room, rhe rest of the team turned to JJ to see what she would say

"It's bad." JJ bit her cheek.

"How much did they see?" Fleur sighed.

"All of it." JJ shook her head,"Which is why I figured this was the safest place to bring them."

Rossi looked down at his phone,"Just got word. He's downtown."

*********************************

Eventually they managed to get the recording of the 911 call... Made by Hotch? It sounded like Hotch, but it couldn't have been. All he said was 'Today will change everything'.

"How did they do that?" Tara blinked.

"Spoofing tech makes it's coming from Hotch's cell and using his voice. That takes skill." Garcia shook his head.

"It's subtle but his inflection changes. It sounds like the words are spliced together." Reid realised.

"Let's look up all BAU press conferences lead by Hotch." JJ pointed.

"Right. Maybe the UnSub Frankensteined his voice." Fleur suggested.

"He's being held by the DOJ, Inspector General's office." Rossi walked in.

"That makes sense. It's the Internal Affairs of the parent agency of the bureau. They probably heard what we heard." Tara nodded.

"But they should be defending him, not charging him." Elijah crossed his arms.

Garcia had managed to find some press conferences which had the words Hotch spoke in the video.

"With these three press conferences, we can prove to the Inspector Generals office that Hotch's 911 call was spliced together." Reid pointed.

"That's a good start, but they're not gonna listen to anything we have to say until we give them a viable suspect." Rossi told him.

"Especially with explosives in play. They planted enough on Hotch to make it look like he was ready to blow up a city block." Fleur cursed.

"Okay, back to basics. Someone's framing Hotch. Who would want to?" Rossi looked around.

"He's put away a lot of people. We've seen the lengths that Chazz Montolo went to against Morgan for revenge. We shouldn't underestimate anything." Reid shook his head.

"And not even Montolo could pull this off. This is multifaceted, calculated for ultimate disruption. Attacking Hotch in his home, separating him from us." JJ sighed.

"We should focus on UnSubs that are sophisticated enough to carry off this coordinated of an attack. How are you doing with the cell spoofing technology?" Tara asked Garcia.

"Okay, there's a few of them. If you were gonna go down and dirty, that would be shadow cell. There are other, higher-end apps, SpoofMe, The Storm, GamerCall.." Garcia explained.

"Wait. What was that middle one, The Storm?" Fleur leaned forward.

"Yeah. Why?" Garcia blinked.

"That was Antonia's message to Hotch." JJ looked at them.

"There's a storm coming and you'll be swept away'." Reid recalled.

"I don't know about you, but this feels like a massive storm." JJ scoffed.

"It can't be a coincidence." Elijah agreed.

"Yeah, but there's no way she could've pulled this off inside prison." Fleur shook her head.

"But she knew about it enough to toy with Hotch." Reid pointed.

"Anybody want to go slap the smirk off her face?" Tara hummed.

"Yeah, she's been pulling strings since we met her. She wanted the BAU's attention, but why?" JJ asked.

"Her narcissm." Fleur nodded.

"We each spent time with her, a lot of it. But she didn't mention The Storm until Hotch went back to question her again." JJ crossed her arms.

"It was a retort, after Hotch exposed her past." Reid pointed.

"And her son." Elijah nodded.

*********************************

After interviewing Antonia, she eventually gave up the name of her son.

"This is Antonia's son. His name's Asher Douglas. He lives in Northern Virginia." JJ told them.

"Early forties is old for a swatter." Reid sighed.

"But he's a match in every way that coungs. He purchased The Storm spoofing software, he bought several audio splicing programs." Garcia shook her head.

"And that's how he had able to make calls from Hotch's cell and sound like him." Tara realised.

"Something about this doesn't fit." Reid looked over the file.

"Fits enough for me." Rossi shrugged,"Let's go." He got up.

"Swatting can fall under the spectrum of online psychopathy. Men who display violent anti-social tendencies from behind a screen that they wouldn't never express in public." Reid explained as they walked out,"But their patterns mirror that of a traditional psychopath, and specifically the fact that they get bored easily. Which makes me think we'd see evidence of that in his browser history, but you didn't."

"I thought he was covering his tracks." Garcia shook her head.

"Even if you're right, it doesn't change the fact that he made the 911 call. We have to arrest him." Elijah sighed,"Hotch is depending on us."

*********************************

The team got into Asher's house, busting his bedroom door down where he was sat at his computer,"Turn around and show me your hands."

"Whatever it is you're holding, drop it." Another SWAT officer ordered.

"But- Then it will break." Asher shook his head.

"Drop it or I will shoot you." He repeated, cooking his gun,"Drop it."

"Wait, hold! Everybody hold!" Reid lowered his gun,"Asher, if you show us what you're holding and if it isn't dangerous we'll let you keep it."

"Why would it be dangerous?" Asher asked.

"Because we're with the police and we have to be prepared for the worst." Reid explained.

"You're not with the police.. You're with the Federal Bureau of Investigations." Asher spoke slowly, looking between them,"You're Doctor Spencer Reid. You're Supervisory Special Agent David Rossi. You're Supervisory Special Agent Elijah Deans. I researched all of you to decide who would be the best to swat, before I landed on Agent Hotchner, since he's the team leader, obviously."

"Can I see what's in your hands?" Reid asked carefully.

"Slowly." Elijah added before the SWAT officer could.

Asher opened both of his hands to reveal two small chips,"They're.. My version of the A9 chip, only mine are better."

"Can you set them down so we can talk?" Reid asked.

"Sure." He nodded slowly, placing the chips down.

"I need to put these on you, okay? But they're for your own protection." Reid held up the handcuffs.

"Okay.." Asher looked at Reid.

Reid put the cuffs on Asher,"There, let's go."

Reid gently lead Asher towards the door, where the SWAT officers took him through to the other room.

"We should secure the house but we're not gonna find anything else here. Best hope is to get him talking, but that could be tough." Reid then turned to Rossi and Elijah once Asher left the room.

"Why?" Rossi asked.

"Well, he displays collecting behaviour and unique dysgraphia traits in his handwriting. I'm pretty sure he's Autistic." Reid explained.

*********************************

"If I can direct your attention to Rossi's phone, I will introduce you to Eric Rawdon. He has had multiple IRC chats with Asher until he was arrested for criminal conspiracy." Garcia told them.

"Conspiracy with who?" Rossi asked.

"Well, it looks like a bunch of anarchists. Rawdon isn't necessarily an anarchist himself, but he did want to make something go boom." She explained.

"So he's charismatic, duplicitous. I mean, he'd have to be to persuade a bunch of anarchists to rally around him." Tara sighed.

"What's the overlap with Hotch?" Elijah asked.

"Uh, our gone but not forgotten and soon to be recovered Sir Hotchner wrote up a profile on Rawdon, which he defended in court." Garcia typed.

"And this is revenge." Reid nodded.

"No, we know it's bigger than that." Fleur pointed.

"There's no way Rawdon could have pulled this off while in prison. Garcia, what was the last contact Rawdon had with Asher?" JJ asked.

"Emails from last week. The IP addresses are from all over the state, but none from Virginia supermax prison where Rawdon currently resides." Garcia explained.

"So someone else took over the account, or multiple someone's, depending on who's still supporting Rawdon." Tara sighed

"I'm gonna add word to the end of Tara's last sentence because whoever is sending these emails has gone hog wild over the last twelve hours, and the message is always the same. 'The stork breaks tonight. Get his bed ready." Garcia pointed out.

"That's reminiscent of the emails the 9/11 hijckers sent to each other weeks before the attack. Coded messages like 'This summer will surely be hot' was their way of saying the plan was set." Reid explained.

"Except this is 'The Storm breaks tonight." Fleur realised,"He's planning a prison break."

*********************************

The team soon arrived at the prison, the one they expected to be where the breakout would happen... But they were too late.

"SSA Rossi." He held his hand out.

"Warden Nabb. Your call came minutes too late, Agent." Nabb sighed.

"Have you located Eric Rawdon?" Reid asked.

"Not yet. The rioters still control three blocks, and the fired inside have spread us thin." Nabb cursed.

"Warden, this isn't a riot, it's a break." Fleur admitted.

"They'll never get over the wall." He nodded.

"Then they have some other way out. Every part of this plan has been meticulously crafted." JJ pointed.

"We got a distress call that some of the prisoners got to the gun safe." Nabb sighed.

"First priority is to secure the control room." The SWAT Captain nodded.

The group followed the guards inside where they found one inmate, silent in his cell. Then an armed guard fired at a prisoner shooting at them. As they headed to check if he was alive however.. They could hear something.

"You got a flashlight?" JJ asked, looking at SWAT.

The SWAT Captain nodded, holding it out to her.

JJ looked under the bunk bed, seeing a vent that led to a tunnel,"Captain, we got a tunnel."

"Rossi, we got a tunnel in C-Block along the sewer line on the east wall." Elijah told him over the comm.

"Copy Eli. We're on our way." Rossi nodded.

Thankfully, Rossi and the SWAT team outside managed to catch the prisoners trying to escape through the tunnel.. But Rawdon wasn't there.

"Kershaw and Bring." The SWAT Captain turned to his colleagues.

"Sir." One looked up at him.

"You stay here incase more prisoners come back through." He ordered.

"Yes, sir."

"We should keep moving to the controlnroom." He turned back to the Agents.

"We should also sweep E-Block." Reid told him,"Rawdon could be holed up there."

"Captain, I'll stay on your six." Fleur stepped forward.

"Fine by me. Just watch your front sight." He nodded.

"Got it." Fleur nodded, walking with the few SWAT members.

"Captain." Nabb spoke over the comm as they entered a room.

"Go ahead." The Captain nodded.

"Just got a sitrep. The prisoners have the control room." Nabb told him.

"Copy that. It's gonna get hairy in there. They're not gonna give it up without a fight. I need you to stay here." He turned to Fleur.

"Copy that." Fleur stood back.

The Captain nodded, leading the other SWAT agents with him and the door closed behind them. But after a few minutes, they still hadn't returned.

Fleur shifted, looking around the room she was in,"Captain?" She asked through the comms,"Do you copy?"

"Wow.. Cosette Lambert?" A familiar voice hummed.

Fleur turned around, not hearing her old name for a long time. She then walked towards the cell she heard the voice from,"Peter?"

"Huh, I never thought I'd see you again, but here you are." Peter smirked,"Just as beautiful as ever."

"What are you doing here?" Fleur blinked slowly.

"You should know. The sent me here right after we got caught together. I didn't appreciate you telling them all those things about me.. About us."

Fleur placed a hand over her stomach,"Cosette isn't a girl anymore."

"Ah, but Cosette will always be my girl, won't you? Nothing will ever replace that, nothing can fix what was broken." Peter hummed.

"You belong in here, rotting away." Fleur pointed.

"No. No, I don't belong with them." Peter shook his head.

"You do. You're a murderer and rapist." Fleur looked at the other prisoners.

"So.. You've realized where you are then?" Peter tilted his head.

"The worst of the worst." Fleur stood her ground.

"That's right." Peter nodded as he pushed open his cell door.

Fleur raised her gun at Peter,"Peter, don't."

"I've dreamed about this, Cosette. Dreamed of it." Peter continued slowly walking towards her.

"I will shoot you, I mean it." Fleur warned, backing up.

"There's only one problem." Peter held his arms out as one by one all the other cells surrounding Fleur unlocked,"You can't take us all."

"JJ, Eli, backup, now." Fleur panicked, speaking into her comms.

That's when one of the prisoners ran at her. Fleur turned, shooting his arm.

"On our way." Elijah responded.

"Backups not coming." Peter told her.

"Hey, pretty lady." A prisoner hummed and stepped forward.

"Don't do this, Peter." Fleur looked at him.

"Are you trying to beg your way out of this?" He smirked.

"I gave up on that years ago." Fleur looked behind him where Hotch and the rest of SWAT appeared.

"Back in your cells! Hands up!"

Fleur looked up as she heard gunshots,"That's the others."

The group rounded the corner to see the fake SWAT firing on the others who took cover in cells when one of them dropped something.

"Flash-bang!" Hotch yelled.

Everyone ducked, appearing back once the flashbang cleared.

"Clear all weapons!" A SWAT member shouted.

Hotch rolled over one of the prisoners, Rawdon,"Where's the bomb?"

"You'll never stop it in time. Boom." He smirked.

"Last time you were gonna assemble in one of three locations, and you're too compulsive to deviate." Hotch shook his head,"Arlington, but they're looking for you there. Appomattox County is too far away. They're at the Ivory Tower."

"What? That's not true!" Rawdon shouted.

"What's the Ivory Tower?" Tara asked.

"A safe house for fundamentalist groups." Fleur sighed.

"Garcia, we got a location. I need you to give it to all available SWAT resources." Hotch informed her.

*********************************

After stopping the others, Rossi had invited everyone over to his house.

"Dad." Elijah hummed as he opened the door.

"My boy." Rossi hummed and hugged him.

"This needs to be a weekly thing." Elijah told him.

"You think I got the money for it?" Rossi chuckled,"Come on in, Hayden's through here."

"Hi Rossi." Reid waved.

"Ah, my son-in-law. You doing alright, kid?" Rossi looked up at him.

"I'm doing great." Reid chuckled,"Are we the first?"

"You always are." Rossi nodded.

"Great." Reid smiled.

"Now, come on in." Rossi hummed.

Reid and Elijah walked in, where Hayden was.

"Elijah." Hayden hummed.

"Hayden, good to see you." Elijah nodded.

"How have you been?"

"Decent, yourself?"

"Very well." Hayden hummed as the doorbell went again.

"Oh, I wonder who that could be." Elijah hummed.

Rossi turned to the door, opening it up to see Fleur, Morgan and Hank.

"Sorry, we're late." Fleur chuckled.

"Don't worry, you're right on yime." Rossi assured her.

"Hope you don't mind we brought the little man." Morgan pointed.

"I'm more than happy to have him here, I'm sure we alm will be." Rossi smiled.

"Rossi, you haven't introduced us to your lady friend." Morgan gasped.

"That's right." Rossi turned,"Fleur, Derek, this is Hayden Montgomery."

Fleur held out her hand,"J'ai hâte de parler de votre poste diplomatique à Paris." She hummed.

"Ah, tu parles très bien français." Hayden shook her hand, looking back at Rossi,"She's my favorite so far."

"I haven't lost my touch." Fleur hummed to Morgan.

"Clearly not." Morgan smirked.

"Just through to the garden?" Fleur pointed.

"Yes, Reid and Elijah are through there."

"Thanks." Morgan hummed as they walked through.

"You brought the baby!" Elijah clapped.

"Of course." Fleur chuckled, helping Hank out his stroller.

"I think you like the kid more than me." Morgan crossed his arms.

"Me? No, never." Elijah shook his head.

"I do." Fleur shrugged, joking.

"You serious?" Morgan blinked.

"Course not." Fleur nudged him,"Want Hank?" She looked at Elijah.

"I do." Elijah nodded

"There you go." Fleur handed over Hank to Elijah.

Hank immediately began babbling, looking at Elijah.

"Oh, hello baby." Elijah hummed,"Speaking of babies.. We have something that I think we should tell you."

"What's wrong?" Morgan turned to him.

"Well.. I'm pregnant." Elijah announced.

"I'm sorry?" Fleur blinked.

"No- He's not- Eli." Reid sighed.

"Okay, I'm not pregnant." Elijah nodded,"But we're finalizing an adoption soon. We didn't want to tell you until you were sure but.."

"You guys are gonna have a baby?" Morgan smiled.

"A baby girl." Reid nodded.

"I'm gonna be an auntie!" Fleur gasped, clapping her hands.

"You could be.. More than an auntie if you wanted."

"A godmother?" Fleur pointed.

Elijah nodded,"So? What do you say?"

"Hold on." Morgan leaned over, taking Hank from Elijah.

"Yes!" Fleur laughed and hugged him.

"We've been talking about this for years." Elijah sighed.

"But this is now, I'm actually going to be a godmother." Fleur smiled.

"You're going to be a godmother, we're going to be dads.. And Rossi's going to be a grandpa again." Elijah rested his chin on her head.

"I cannot wait for you." Morgan chuckled.

"I'm honestly a little nervous." Reid rubbed the back of his neck.

"Fatherhood comes easy, pretty boy." Morgan assured him.

"For you, maybe." Reid sighed.

"Kid, do not worry. Everything will be okay." Morgan nodded.

"If we need help, we know where to go." Elijah chuckled.

"Exactly." Fleur pointed, pulling away from Elijah.

"Now, who's ready to have some fun, hm?" Elijah looked around.

"Definitely." Reid nodded.

"I think there are some kids over there waiting to see some magic." Elijah winked.

"Magic? I can do that." Reid walked over.

"Have fun." Morgan chuckled.

The night ended with everyone around the table, drinking and eating. Laughs and story telling from everyone's adventures. However.. Their phones all pinged and back inside they went, back to work.

"What is it now?" Tara asked once they got inside.

"Three more prison breaks in three different states, all organized by Rawdon's partners from his last bombing attempt." Hotch told them.

"The local field office got a head start because of what we did. They stopped the bomb threat, but.." Garcia began.

"Who didn't they catch?" Fleur asked.

"All have serial killer wings, just like VA Max." Hotch shook his head.

"Let me guess. They were released first to cause maximum chaos and occupy law enforcement." Tara sighed.

"A lot of them were killed or recaptured, but not all of them." Garcia nodded.

"How many got away?" JJ asked.

"As of right now, thirteen serial killers, one of which is Peter Lewis." Garcia answered.

"Mr Scratch." Elijah crossed his arms.

"That's why he testified against you. He was part of their plan all along." Reid cursed.

"So we have to catch him again." Hotch nodded,"Along with twelve other murderers."