Elijah was scratching his arm. He'd just been to his first AA meeting and Strauss was dropping him off at the BAU. He didn't want anyone else knowing.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Strauss assured him.

"Thank you for doing this." Elijah looked up at her.

"Of course. If you ever need anything else, just give me a call."

"I will."

"Promise me?" Strauss sighed.

"I promise." Elijah nodded.

"Have fun."

"I'll try my best." Elijah chuckled as he got out of the car.

"Tell Dave I said hello." Strauss hummed.

"I'll make sure to." He assured her.

"Bye Elijah." Strauss waved and drove off.

Elijah sighed, waving after Strauss before he headed into the BAU Headquarters and into the elevator.

"Morning." Fleur hummed as she ran into the lift.

"Morning to you too." Elijah smiled.

"You okay?"

"Me? Yeah, why?"

"Just wondering, Reid came in himself today."

"I told him to go without me, I wanted some extra minutes." Elijah shrugged.

"Of course you did." Fleur pressed the lift to the floor.

"I was tired after that last case, man was freaky." Elijah shook his head.

"Does he go in our creepy list?" Fleur looked at him.

"Fleur, he painted pictures with blood." Elijah blinked.

"And stole eyelids." Fleur added.

"I didn't think id need to say he was on our creepy list."

"I can write it down when we get up." She hummed.

"Good idea." Elijah nodded as the elevator door opened.

"Ah- Ah!" Garcia put out her hand,"Come on. No going to desks."

"Oh, come on." Elijah sighed.

"Sorry." Garcia chuckled.

"You're lucky I love you." Elijah shook his head,"And my job."

"More that you love her." Fleur shrugged.

"Shh, that's a secret." He pointed.

"Come on." Garcia clapped.

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In the Conference Room, they listened to the recording of a 911 call from a Bruce Morrison whose two daughters had gone missing.

"That call came in an hour ago." Hotch nodded.

"How does a single father lose his teenage daughters for thirty-six hours?" Elijah questioned.

"He doesn't." Rossi answered.

"His girls are gone. He doesn't blame anyone." Blake pointed.

"And he doesn't use any buzzwords first responders are trained to hear. He never says 'missing, abducted, runaway'.." Morgan added.

"Maybe that's what they did, though. Maybe they ran away." Garcia suggested.

"There's no history of that." Fleur shook her head.

"The likelihood of a stranger abduction in a neighborhood like this is rare. I've counted seven turns from the entrance to their driveway. No one just stumbled onto the house." Reid nodded.

"And where's the mother? Could this be a parental child abduction?" JJ raised a brow.

"Doubtful. Exactly one year ago today he made this call." Hotch played the recording.

The recording was of him calling to report his wife missing.

"She'd also been missing for two days before he contacted authorities and she's never been found." Hotch sighed.

"This man is either the victim of a serial offender.. Or he is one." Rossi shrugged.

"Please tell me this guy's in custody." Fleur looked up.

"Salisbury police are at his home and they've been there since the call came in." Hotch told them.

"There are hard copies and tablet copies on both case files on the plane." Garcia nodded,"It's a short flight to the Eastern Shore. There'll be more when you land."

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"Bruce and Judy Morrison were well-liked and active in the community. All signs point to them living a quiet life." JJ looked up from the file.

"He's a writer and a professor." Fleur hummed,"Looks like she got into real estate a few years ago."

"'02, before the market crashed." Rossi nodded.

"Ten years later, Judy had an affair with a co worker, a Jeff Godwin?" JJ raised a brow.

"That was discovered in the investigation but never made it into the papers." Blake shook her head.

"Bruce Morrison was a prime suspect, but they never found any evidence and the affair wasn't deemed enough of a motive. The university has put him on a sabbatical since then." Hotch explained.

"He's been writing forever, and he's been teaching since 1985." Elijah flicked through the file,"Transcript says he was grief-stricken and couldn't handle the pressure."

"Not many people. The odds of this event sticking the same family on the same day must be billion to one." Rossi sighed.

"Hm, close enough." Reid agreed.

"Judy inherited money from her family and it's in a trust for the girls." Fleur looked at the file.

"Ah, jeez, please tell me he did not get rid of his wife for money." JJ sighed.

"Bank records indicate he hasn't touched the funds, despite the depleting supplemental income from the university." Reid added.

"Yeah, but it could be a combo platter. Revenge and profit." Rossi shrugged.

"If he's wife cheated and he retaliated in anger that might not he a suprise, but that doesn't explain why he would harm his own children." Morgan sighed.

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The team pulled up outside the Morrison house, where the lead Detective was waiting for them.

"Marty Friedman. Thanks for making the trip." He nodded to them,"I've got Search and Rescue combing the woods and the Choptank and Wicomico rivers. We're dredging all the way from here to the Chesapeake. I'm not letting this guy get away with this again."

"Had he said why he took a day to call?" Rossi asked.

"Claims he doesn't remember." Friedman scoffed, turning to the house,"He's been glued to his computer. Maybe he needs new material for a novel."

"We'll work alongside your team if that's alright?" Hotch asked.

"Whatever you need." He nodded.

"Everybody take a room." Hotch nodded as they walked in before he approached Bruce,"Mr Morrison, I'm Aaron Hotchner from rhe FBI. My teams here to help gather information to find your children."

"I'm glad you're here." Bruce nodded,"But shouldn't you be out there looking for my girls?"

"We have to start where they were last seen." Rossi explained.

"I know you think I did this. They all do." Bruce pointed.

"Sir, we're not here to accuse you. We want to find your daughters." Hotch sighed.

"So do I." Bruce nodded,"So if someone calls with a ransom demand, do you have the means to trace the call?"

"No ones calling." Friedman sighed.

"We'll have our analyst set up what we call a trap and trace back at Quantico." Hotch told him.

"Thanks." Bruce nodded.

"I'm told you have Sera's phone."

"It's on the dining room table." He pointed.

"And Katie's phone?" Rossi asked.

"I looked for it in her room. I couldn't find it." Bruce answered,"I've made some flyers. Detective, would it be possible for one of your officers to help get them out?"

"That's a good idea." Hotch nodded.

Meanwhile Reid, JJ and Elijah were upstairs, looking through Katie's room.

"Looks like Katie stayed in a lot. She has a schedule of when she was gonna try new recipes." Reid read.

"She seems like a really sweet girl." Elijah sighed as he sat a book down,"Her charger's here, but her phone is not."

"Maybe it's with her?" Reid suggested.

"Yeah, I'll have Garcia track it." JJ nodded.

"It'll only work if it's on, though." Reid added.

"It's worth a try." Elijah shrugged.

"If the girls had access to a phone and they were okay, they would have called for help by now." Reid mentioned.

While that was going on, Morgan, Fleur and Blake were looking through Sera's room.

"Nothing in the past year since her mom disappeared. It looks like she kept it all bottled up." Blake closed Sera's diary.

"Except when she was assigned to write. There's a lot of papers in here from her creative writing class." Fleur walked up with the laptop.

"Her dad's a writer and English professor. Maybe she was trying to get his attention." Blake suggested.

Morgan looked around the room, raising a brow.

"What is it?" She raised a brow.

"Are most high school seniors this neat? I know Addy isn't. Trash is empty, beds perfectly made."

"Mhm."

"So is that what he did for two days, clean the house?" Morgan asked.

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"Mr Morrison, did the girls leave often without you knowing?" Hotch asked him.

"No. Look, I've told you everything." Bruce sighed.

"I gotta ask you, are two bottle of bourbon a normal Monday night?" Rossi questioned.

"It wasn't really two. There was only a little bit left in the first one.. It was a rough day. Monday was the year anniversary of when Judy went missing." Bruce shook his head.

"You think we don't know that? There haven't been many days this year when I haven't been very aware of your wife having gone missing." Friedman pointed,"What happened Monday? Did it all come rushing back and you just snapped?"

"No. I was sad and I drank too much because I missed my wife." Bruce answered,"Honestly, bourbon doesn't help much."

"It helped you lose an entire day from what I can tell." Friedman scoffed.

"Why don't we head upstairs?" Hotch suggested.

Bruce nodded, following Hotch and Rossi past Detective Friedman and upstairs where Elijah was waiting. Bruce sat down on the chair in his office, grabbing his meds.

"Why did you stop going to your meetings?" Rossi asked him.

"I was two years sober.. Then Judy has this affair, I guess I needed something so I started drinking again. What would you do?" He stood up.

Elijah looked off to the side as Hotch glanced down at his phone,"Your daughters testified that you and Judy had a fight the night she disappeared."

"That's right, so?"

"And a neighbor heard an argument here on Monday night."

"Who told you that, Chip Gordon? He's a lonely old man. And since when is having an argument with teenagers against the law? Doesn't mean I hurt them." Bruce scoffed.

"Did you?" Elijah raised a brow.

"No!"

Rossi's phone then buzzed and he walked off,"Yeah, Morgan, what have you got?"

"How much does the alcohol abuse account for the time lost?" Hotch walked forward towards Bruce.

"I don't know.. It doesn't mean that I hurt my daughters." Bruce shook his head.

"Whete are Katie and Sera?" Elijah asked him.

"I don't know!" Bruce raised his voice.

"Guys." Rossi walked back in, holding up his phone.

They looked at Rossi before following him out.. They had found Katie's body in a lake but not Sera's.

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Morgan, Fleur and Reid were at the M.E's office.

"Biotic decomposition is slower in the winter months, and since her body wasn't immersed in the river, it wasn't deteriorated, so I can tell you a little more than I thought." She told them.

They all looked down at Katie and to the M.E who remained silent as she looked down at her too.

"Sorry. I knew Katie, she and my daughter were in class together."

"We're sorry." Fleur shook her head.

"Me too.. She was killed between twenty-four and forty-eight hours ago. COD is blunt force trauma to the square of the occipital bone." She explained.

"Like from the butt of a gun?" He raised a brow.

"That's possible."

"So, wait, she was found near the river but she didn't drown?" Reid raised a brow.

"No fluid in her lungs." The M.E added.

"The water was only a disposal method." Fleur realised.

"Her nails have traces of skin packed under them." She mentioned.

"So we need to look for defensive wounds on her father." Morgan sighed.

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"So Bruce said Katie baked cookies Monday night." Fleur nodded,"We found them in the kitchen so that's true."

"And two of Sera's friends confirmed that she never made it to her study group." Blake added.

"And that's because Jeff Godwin was in the parking lot with her from 8:15 to 9:30." Morgan continued.

"And the girls called the hotline at 9:58." Reid finsihed.

"Detective, have your officers found either gun?" Hotch asked.

"No, but we've increased the search, given where Katie's body was found." Friedman told him.

"We've got residue, but we don't know which gun or where it is now." Morgan cursed.

"Look, whoever that was in there said he wanted to scare them, not hurt them." JJ shook her head.

"Katie was beaten over the head in the middle of nowhere. The alter could have lost his temper, or it could have just been a horrible accident." Fleur sighed.

"But getting the girls out of the house was planned." Rossi pointed,"He said he wanted to scare them and had a gun to do it."

"And then he drove them somewhere. Bruce's car had the same mud on the drivers side floor that he had on his boots, but there wasn't any in the backseat. So three people drove somewhere, but only he came back." Morgan told them.

"And the DNA coming back from Katie's nails will tell us what we already know, that Bruce Morrison did this. So can I arrest him now?" Friedman looked around.

"Detective, you have sufficient evidence to make the arrest, but we still don't have Sera. Give us an hour and maybe he'll tell us where she is. It's your call but he could still help us."

"Okay." Friedman sighed,"One hour."

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Eventually they found Sera and after allowing her to speak with her father, Fleur took her home while they waited for her aunt to come along.

"The detective said my aunt was coming. Which one?" Sera asked her.

"Karen. She's driving in from Charleston." Fleur nodded,"You cold?"

"A little bit. The thermostat's right there." She pointed.

"Okay." Fleur walked over to it, turning it up,"It should warm up soon. Think you'll be able to sleep?"

"Yeah, I want to shower first." Sera nodded.

"Okay. Sure you'll be okay up there?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

"Okay, I could make us some tea or hot cocoa?" She suggested.

"That'd be really nice. Thanks." Sera nodded as she walked upstairs.

Fleur gave a small smile, looking around the house before going to the kitchen. That's when her phone buzzed. Fleur looked down, a text from Elijah asking if everything was okay.. So she replied.

'Not sure.'

By the time she was done with their drinks her phone was ringing.

"Hello?" Fleur answered as she sat down.

"What's wrong?" Elijah asked her.

"I don't know. I'm not sure. She's just too casual and almost cold since we got here." Fleur explained.

"It could be the shock." Не suggested.

"I know, but she's composed at the same time. She has not mentioned Katie to me, even once, since we got here." Fleur mentioned,"I couldn't walk into my old friend's apartment after she died, let alone walk past her room."

"So, what do you think, Fleur, Sera pulled it off?" Blake raised a brow.

"I'm starting to think of the possibility, yeah." Fleur sighed.

"That's a very detailed plan." She nodded slowly.

"What, she knew about her father's condition and took advantage of it?" Reid suggested.

"She set up character witnesses like Jeff Godwin to back up her fear. She even got her little ister to make calls to a hotline." Morgan shook his head,"She manipulated us from the moment we found her."

"Her writing suggested no empathy and no real emotional connection to family." Alex added.

"Psycopathic tendencies." Reid nodded.

"Her wounds are more than superficial, but they could be self-inflicted, right Flo?" Morgan asked.

"Addy, I know. Mama is sorry she's not going to make it home tonight, okay? But daddy's there with you and I promise I will be home as soon as I can." Fleur spoke before turning to Sera who walked into the room,"You okay? I didn't hear the shower?"

"Yeah, I just wanted my tea." Sera told her.

"Oh, I was going to bring it to you, but it should be ready. Yeah, I'm still here." She turned back to the phone.

"We'll be right there. Stay on the phone." Elijah instructed.

"Mommy's gotta go." Fleur hummed, hanging up.

Soon enough, she could hear the shower running upstairs. Fleur waited for a minute before heading down to the basement, looking through some boxes until she found a real estate book which the FBI had been looking for, going to open it.

"Why did you have to come down here?" She heard a gun cock behind her.

Sera.

"We've been looking for this." Fleur held up the book.

"It's an old house. I know all the best hiding places." Sera shrugged,"But you, what do you think you know?"

"You put everything that went missing with your mother inside this box. 1999." Fleur told her.

"Maybe my dad did it-"

"No. No, you chose this box because it's the year Katie was born and everything changed. She was your little sister." Fleur shook her head.

"Katie ruined everything and my mother let her." Sera stepped forward.

"Your mother loved you."

"She loved Katie more." Sera scoffed,"I should've cried for Katie. I guess there's some things I just can't fake."

Fleur hesitated for a second before slowly reaching for her own gun.

"You won't do it." Sera hummed.

"You need to back up, now." Fleur warned.

"I could say my trauma kicked in. PTSD. I saw you with the gun and I didn't know what to do." Sera put of a scared voice and face before returning to a neutral expression.

"You've thought of everything." Fleur nodded.

"Sera, put the gun down." Elijah instructed as he and Morgan made their way down.

"No, no! You don't understand, she has a gun. She was going to hurt me." Sera pleaded.

"No, no, Sera it's okay. Listen to me, I understand." He told her,"She wasn't going to hurt you, Sera."

When Elijah put his gun down, Morgan put his up, pointing towards Sera as Fleur watched them. Sera began to tear up, looking down.

"I know, you've been through enough. Alright? I get it. Sera, you're safe now, okay?" Elijah assured her.

"Okay. Okay- Thank you." Sera lowered her gun.

Once her gun was lowered, Elijah took it from her as Morgan cuffed her hands behind her back.

"What are you doing?" Sera gasped as she struggled.

"You're a smart girl, Sera. Figure it out." Morgan shrugged.

"No, stop it! Stop! I swear, please! She was trying to hurt me!" Sera yelled.

Morgan contiued with Sera upstairs as she kept yelling and pleading with him as Elijah walked up to Fleur, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"February fourth. The day Judy went missing." Fleur looked down at the book.

"Trophies." Elijah sighed,"If Detective Friedman ever found it, she would've pinned it all on Bruce."

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"Promise me if you ever had a little brother or sister you'd never kill them." Fleur pointed at Adelaide as she sat down on the couch.

"Woah- I'm sorry?" Adelaide blinked.

"Crazy case." Morgan chuckled.

Adelaide nodded slowly,"Okay.. I promise that if you and dad make another baby, I won't kill them."

"Thank you." Fleur sighed.

"Are you guys even planning on that?" Adelaide raised a brow.

"Well-" Morgan cleared his throat,"If it happens..It happens."

Adelaide chuckled,"So, is that a yes?"

"It's a maybe." Fleur sighed.

"Hey, 'maybe' is better than a no."

"Do you want a sibling?" Fleur asked.

"I mean.. Yeah." Adelaide smiled,"I've always wanted to be a big sister."

Fleur looked at Morgan before back at Adelaide,"Really?"

"Really." She nodded.

"Maybe someday." Morgan smiled.

"Yes!" Adelaide cheered.

"Maybe." Fleur pointed at her.

"Yeah, yeah, I heard you."

"So don't get your hopes up."

"They aren't."

"You're a good kid, y'know that?" Morgan gently nudged her.

"Of course I am." Adelaide hummed,"You guys are my parents."

"Go bed, okay?" Fleur kissed her head.

"Okay." Adelaide chuckled as she headed upstairs.

Fleur smiled softly,"I love her."

"I love her too." Morgan smiled, wrapping his arm around Fleur.

"And I guess I love you too." Fleur joked.

"I should hope you do." Morgan chuckled, kissing her cheek.

Fleur hummed,"So..About what Addy suggested.."

Morgan pulled her closer,"I mean.. I wouldn't argue if you wanted to."

"Wait till she falls asleep." Fleur smiled.

"Wouldn't want her hearing." Morgan winked.

"Shut up." Fleur laughed.