Chapter One

A/N: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. The only characters that are mine are the ones the case is based around. Please do enjoy and bear with me as I attempt to become a profiler myself :0)

"J.J. what have we got today?" Agent Aaron Hotchner asked as he entered the conference room at BAU headquarters. His team was gathering around the table, excluding Reid who was pouring himself a much-needed cup of coffee. He twisted a small container of creamer into his cup and made for the table. He settled next to Morgan and Prentiss taking a satisfying sip of the hot liquid. J.J. passed out the familiar manila folders with their latest assignment. She flipped her own open at the head of the table and clicked the TV on behind her, a picture of a laughing little boy popped up onscreen.

"Aydan Wechsler, four years old, was taken from his grandparents' home in Abington Philadelphia a day ago." Morgan flipped through a few pages of the report before looking at J.J.

"Uh, isn't this a local law enforcement issue?" J.J. gave a hesitant nod.

"Normally, yes. An APB would be put out and the police would handle it, however, this is one of several kidnappings in the Abington area in the last four weeks. Only this time the kidnapper left a calling card."

"Ransom?" Gideon asked as he scanned the report. J.J. clicked a button on her remote a note popped up on the screen; the sentence on the single sheet of paper was made up of letters ripped from magazines.

HIS MOTHER DOES NOT DESERVE WHAT SHE WAS GIVEN-- IF SHE WANTS HIM ALIVE SHE WILL FIX HER MISTAKE.

"Mistake?" Reid asked as he read the sentence on the screen. J.J. dropped the remote on the table.

"The local sheriff's department doesn't know what this is implying, just that his mother is another Spencer." At the mention of his name Reid's attention snapped to J.J.

"Mmwhat?" J.J. smiled.

"You're our resident genius Spence. This girl is your twin."

"According to this," Prentiss said looking at the woman's biography. "Her last IQ test placed her at 188." Morgan gave a half smirk and slapped Reid on the back.

"Holy crap man, imagine what kinda superhuman smart babies you two could have." Reid shook his head, and quietly drank his coffee. Gideon looked up from his file.

"It says here the mother was born in 1986, if her son is four, she must have had him when she was—" J.J. interrupted him.

"Seventeen, Grace Wechsler, the mother of the missing child, just turned 21 this month. She's a business student, looking to open her own flower shop. She's finishing up her last few semesters in college now. She's going to meet with us at the police station when we arrive in Abington." Hotch folded his arms across his chest.

"Do we have any information on the Unsub?" J.J. shook her head.

"So far, no prints were found anywhere in the house or on the note. According to the police department, this Unsub's M/O is simple. Children aged three to four, male, usually with their grandparents. Every mother was very young. So far all of the victims have been found less than ten hours after their abduction." Morgan shook his head as he looked at the picture of the little boy.

"Almost sounds like the Unsub was looking for a particular child. Kept picking kids at random. Must have found the right one."

"Looks like we need to get moving." Gideon said, standing and heading for the door, the rest of the team following suit and preparing for a departure to Philadelphia.

It was time to save a little boy.