A/N: So... yeah. This has been a long time coming. Sorry I didn't get it written sooner. Life has really been kicking my ass for a while. The stress load is getting really high right now. Not to mention some other story ideas that won't leave me alone. Once an idea for another story came, it didn't leave until I wrote it down and, eventually, this just got lost in the process. Now most of those story ideas have been scrapped because, frankly, I don't have enough time to write them and I can never really bring them together. So, yeah, this, Detective Reid and Last Chance will be my focus, with this one being the most important one to work on.

Also, sorry for not hitting my intended time frame. That is all on me and my laziness/stupidity. I apologize profusely for pushing this off.

One more thing, I have a different Twitter account for my Fanfiction persona, mostly for privacy reasons and the fact that I probably don't need a bunch of people I've never met knowing what's going on in my life. It's not that I don't like you guys following my personal Twitter, it just seems a little creepy that my Fanfiction followers will know what's going on with my life.

Okay, I think that's all. I'm stalling either way. So let's get going.

Read, review, and enjoy!

Copyright Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or any characters in my stories that I did not create, CBS (and technically ABC) does - just getting that out there, especially since Viacom owns CBS (but that's a whole different story that I won't get into right now).

Spencer returned to the BAU, a fire in his eyes at the prospect of his son being taken by that son of a bitch LaMontagne.

JJ immediately ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Spence," she said, her voice cracking. "We need to get him back."

"Don't worry, Jen," Spencer said. "We will get him back. I didn't give up when Halelipz had you hostage and I'm not giving up now."

The two of them joined the others in the round table room.

"All right," Hotch said. "Let's get to work. What do we know about William LaMontagne, Jr.?"

"Born February 6th, 1977, in New Orleans," JJ began. "Raised there by his parents. His mother died when Will was seven by a serial killer, which is ultimately what inspired him and his father to become police officers. Will went straight into law enforcement after high school and started off as a rookie cop under his father's watch. They both ended up catching his mom's killer in 1995. The went up in the ranks at the NOLA until Katrina."

"From there on, we know everything else," Spencer said. "He must've joined up with Halelipz to secure him getting Henry back after the divorce. He didn't count on me stopping him. The fact that he broke out is amazing. He was put into solitary in a maximum security prison."

"They're saying he tricked a guard and stole his uniform," Morgan said.

"Something doesn't seem right though," Spencer replied. "Did they say how he subdued the guard?"

"They said the guard was knocked out in one hit. Mark on his head proves it."

"What did he use?"

"That hasn't been revealed. We called the prison and they don't know either. Will didn't knock him out with his fists or the wall is what they said. They don't understand because there was nothing in his cell but a mattress."

"Okay, so all we know is how he escaped and what he's doing now. What we need to know is what he used to knock out the guards."

"Why?"

"If he didn't use his fists or a wall, how did he knock out the guard? He might have a partner on the outside."

Morgan stared for a moment. "Good point."

"JJ," Spencer said. "Did Will have anyone he communicated with frequently?"

"Michael Zarghami," JJ said. "He used to work with Will at the MPD. As far as I know, he still works there."

"All right," Hotch said. "We should go and find out where he is right now and if he has any connection to Will's escape."

Spencer got up out of chair, but Hotch stopped him.

"I really don't want to say this, but you need to stay here with JJ. I know you want to lead the charge, but right now, she needs you and we can't risk compromising the investigation with you and JJ."

Spencer wasn't happy about it, but he agreed. He sat down next to JJ and held her close in his arms.

"Everything is going to be okay, Jennifer," Spencer said. "Everything will be okay. I promise."

So, yeah. I realize that this was probably not what was expected, but I'm trying my hardest to pull it together. Either way, that's all for now. I promise the next chapter will be better. Sorry again for the long wait and I'll see you guys next time.

-D.C. al Coda