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Previously on Criminal Minds.

My sister and brother-in-law
died in 9/11.

They had a baby girl, Meg.

She's 13, and the light of my life.

I love you, sweet girl.

OMG, he messaged us back.

Bobby's so hot.

He's asking for a picture.

His mom is gonna pick us up
and he's gonna meet us at the concert.

Hi! You must be Meg and Markayla.

I'm Paige, Bobby's mom.

Hop in. You both look great.

Um, Ms Miller?

I thought the concert was downtown.

We're meeting Bobby there, right?

Um, Ms Miller,
can you stop for a minute?

I think I left something at the library.

- What's going on?
- I don't know.

What are you doing? Let us out!

Markayla!

Oh, my God, Meg!

No! Let go of me!

Help us!

Help!

Although the observable universe

is continually expanding,
there's really no way of knowing

if the whole thing is gonna ultimately
collapse

into one gargantuan black hole.

Wow, there's actually something our
little genius doesn't know.

I will tell you one thing for sure.

My universe is expanding

and it is pretty fricking stormy.

Gotta love nausea and vertigo.

Which is why I got you these.

You're the best.

What's up?

I'm not sure. It's Meg.
We have a panic code, "Pepper,"

and I just got a text
from her saying "Pepp."

Maybe it's just an accident?

Hey, this is Meg.
Please leave a message.

Damn it. Straight to voicemail.

Meg still acting out?

- Hello.
- Hi. Caroline, it's Kate.

Can I talk to Meg?

She's not here. Markayla told me
she was gonna be working on her...

Science project at my house.

Dear Lord, what are those two up to?

I don't know,
but they could be in trouble.

Can you just conference in Markayla?

Uh, sure.

This is Markayla.
You know the drill.

It's going straight to voicemail.
What's going on?

Okay, stay put. I'm gonna have agents
there ASAP.

Agents?

Kate? Kate.

Welcome to the dark forest.
Enter at your own risk.

I'm gonna need you to track Meg

and her best friend's cell phones.

Yeah, sure. What's up?

I'm not sure, but I just
sent you the numbers.

Okay, okay. Uh...

It looks like they were
both outside the library,

pinging local towers up until...

Then the GPS cuts out
a couple blocks away.

Okay, that's weird. We're gonna have
to contact their friends,

check texts, surveillance...

You got it. You got it.

Reid just filled me in.

Are you sure they didn't just sneak out?

Meg wouldn't do that.
She knew to only use that code

if her life was in danger.

All right, I'll mobilize the CARD Team.

-Kate.
-Look, I already know

what you're gonna say,

that I'm way too far along
to go out on this case.

You should be at home with Chris
in case you get a call.

That is my kid out there.
I'm not going anywhere. I've got this.

"The world will not be destroyed
by those who do evil,

"but by those who watch
without doing anything."

Albert Einstein.

Because of our work,
I created very strict rules for Meg.

That stress code,
it was given for a reason.

Canning, I just sent you the GPS
coordinates of their last known position.

Set up neighborhood canvasses
and roadblocks.

-On it.
-It's not good.

I got a shot of the girls, uh,

from a video feed
across the street from the library.

Oh, my God.

Baby girl, capture that plate right there.

I already did. Searching.

Look at the time stamp.

I got Meg's text two minutes later.

Okay, plates are stolen
and I've got no shot of the driver.

Issue the AMBER alert
with the girls' pictures

and the description of the van.

Anything in the girls' email accounts?

This is really
discombobulated.

I've got no text, data or calls

from the cell phone company servers
for either of the girls.

Okay, so whoever took them
planned this and got rid of their texts.

We're still up in the air about MO.

Most likely scenario,
she was lured via social networking.

I'll have Facebook push
the AMBER alert.

All right, JJ, you and Dave
go to the Davises'

and check out Markayla's computer.
You two talk to friends.

And Garcia and I will come
to your house, Kate.

A stranger's van?
That's crazy. Why would Meg do that?

Remember that date she had
with her classmates at the mall?

Yeah, when she was stood up
by Bobby and Tyler.

What if it wasn't real?

Wait, what do you mean?

Garcia, can you check
Meg and Markayla's class list

for boys named Bobby and Tyler?

Yeah.

There's no Robert, Bob, or a Ty either.

See? It was a setup.

So someone's been stalking our kid?

Your being there that night saved them.

This can't be happening.

Help the agents with the Missing flyers

and I'm gonna go through her things.

Yeah, yeah.

Garcia, can you see
if Meg has been emailing any boys.

Anything missing?

Yeah, something's wrong.

What's Markayla's relationship
with Meg like?

Best friends. Inseparable.

Do you think someone kidnapped them?

We don't know yet.

Rossi.

Hey, did Markayla
take her good clothes with her?

Yeah, and some
of her mom's makeup, too.

Meg took her favorite jean jacket
and boots.

These girls were
definitely planning on meeting boys,

just maybe not the ones
that they thought.

What have you got?

Uh, it's a ghost town.
The hard drives are wiped clean.

There's no instant messenger
or Skype history.

There's not even a user name.

Dave, can you turn on Markayla's
computer so Garcia can scan it?

Powering up now.

Okay, I got it.

Zilch on Markayla's, too.
These perps are thoroughly thorough.

Aaron, they took the two girls at once.

This must be an abduction team.

- How are they?
- Resting.

-Has he called?
-Not yet.

That doesn't have to stop us
from getting started.

Chris.

-What is it?
-I need you to go to the mall

-and buy another jean jacket.
-Why?

We're going to use it
for the Missing flyers

to show what Meg was last seen in.

Okay. You really think
that'll make a difference?

Yes. We use it to reconstruct the...

The victim...

Kate. Kate! Kate! I got you. I got you.

You need to lay down.

Come on.

Sam, did Meg or Markayla ever mention

talking to anyone new online?

I'm not sure.

Sam, their lives may be in great danger.

What do you know?

Markayla met this really cute guy.

He liked her Instagram pictures.

And when was this?

A few months ago. She and Meg
wouldn't stop talking about him.

They emailed him every day.

Do you know his name?

Bobby, I think.
But I don't know his last name.

Meg kept telling Markayla to slow down,

but Markayla was head over heels.
They both were.

You ever seen a picture of Bobby?

They sent it to me. I erased my phone.

But I may have saved it to the cloud.

She's okay. The doctors want
her on bed rest for now.

Kate, you have to be very careful.

I need to find Meg.

You're no good to anyone
if you pass out.

Garcia will set up video conferencing.

What? What is it?

Morgan confirmed that the boy

that Meg and Markayla
went to meet was named Bobby.

-Do they have his number?
-No, just a picture.

What's wrong?

-Do you know that kid?
-No. But I know who took them.

Markayla. Markayla! Markayla.

Are you okay?

Where are we?

No idea.

Oh, my God.
What are they gonna do to us?

I don't know.

They must have been pretending
to be Bobby.

Why would they do that?

Maybe they want to sell us?

Don't say that.

Help! Somebody...

That's not gonna work.

We gotta make a plan.

Go ahead, Kate.

After we closed
the Riverside torso case,

I couldn't let it go,
so I revisited the crime scenes

and starting asking questions.

Aaron, you looked at that case, too,

and the evidence indicated
the torso killer was working alone.

Kate's working a different tangent.

I also kept tabs on missing women.

There was a female jogger
in Modesto, Eileen Banks,

categorized as voluntary missing,

but oddly killed
in a car accident a few weeks later

all the way in Maryland.
She was never autopsied.

How is that related to this?

She had been flirting online
with a young new boyfriend

before she ran off, but it was the same
Bobby in that picture from Sam.

It must have been
the same group that took the girls.

If this is related to that case,
then these abductors are mobile.

We'll get an emergency warrant,
we'll exhume the jogger's body

and do an autopsy.

I'll expedite it with Judge Lynch.

They were taken because of me.

I was getting close.

You were doing your job, Kate.

The UnSub knew that grabbing
an FBI agent's daughter

would bring a firestorm down upon him.

He's an extreme risk-taker.

Okay, I got the 411 on this Bobby photo.

It originated 6 years ago. Guy's name
is Sven Sorensen, from Sweden.

He's now 25. He still lives in Europe.

They used the picture to lure the girls.

Whoever did this
is most likely not a pedophile

but rather a preferential adult offender
and long-term child abductor.

But he targeted the girls.

Yeah, because I was targeting him.

I don't know, Meg. I don't know.

If we don't,
we're not getting out of here alive.

-I can't.
-You have to.

Shut up! Time to go.

Why are you doing this to us?

You don't have to hurt us.

Please, we'll be good.

Shut up.

- Let's go.
- Meg!

No. Let go of me!

Not only did they wipe
the girls' devices clean,

they went after Kate because she was
digging into missing persons cases.

-Because Kate was onto something.
-Yeah, this isn't some loner

who wants to keep girls
in a dungeon. This feels like trafficking.

That's the worst-case scenario.

Well, if it is trafficking, the upside is

we've got a better chance
of finding the girls alive.

Yeah, but if they don't comply,
they'll be beaten into submission

or killed if they try to escape.

It went better than expected.

You know,
you've never let me down, Paige.

You'll always
be my most prized possession.

Show me.

Get up.

Sit up.

They're perfect.

And no visible bruising.

You're learning.

I know what I'm doing.

-Let's go.
-Get rid of the van,

meet us back at home
in about two hours.

Markayla, run!

Kyle!

You watch that one.

Kyle!

Over here!

Where the hell is she?

You let her get away?

It's dark. She's fast.

You idiot.

You've always been a moron.

Don't talk to me like that.
I've warned you...

Help me! Help me, please! Let me in!

Get away from my house.

I got a gun. I'll shoot!

Help me! Help me, please!

Oh, my God, honey, what happened?

She's frightened and in shock,
but doctors say she'll be fine.

-Markayla.
-Mom!

He killed him.

He killed him right in front of me.

It's okay, Markayla. You're okay now.

But we need to know,
who were you meeting at the library?

It was supposed to be Bobby.

We were talking to him
for a few months online.

He seemed so cool.

He said he had tickets
to the 4for1 concert tonight

but he got stuck at work,

so his mom picked us up instead.

And she was driving the van?

Yes.
And she seemed nice, too,

until we started asking about Bobby.

And what did she do?

She locked the doors.

Suddenly this guy
popped up from the back

and stabbed us in the neck.

Can you describe either of them?

They were white with brown hair.

The creepy guy they gave us to
had a wide face.

They're perfect.

-I'll get a sketch artist.
-We had a plan.

What was the plan?

Meg said Kate taught her what to do.

If they try to hurt us, we buy time.

We role play, get into their heads.

When they move us, I'll distract them.

It's our best opportunity
for you to run and get help.

That's right. Kidnappers
are most vulnerable at transfer points.

Did the older man say anything
about where he was taking you?

No, he just said
he had plans for us.

And then I ran. And that's when he shot
the younger guy for losing me.

Look, I didn't want to leave Meg,

but she said you guys
would never stop looking for her.

That's what she said.

That's what she said.

Okay.

Did you get all that, Kate?

I told Meg everything.

I told her about sadists and
that the only way to undermine them

was to not show fear.

You taught her well, Kate.

She can get through this.

Meg Callahan has been abducted

by a sophisticated sex-trafficking ring.

It's a mobile operation.

That's why it's gone undetected
for so long.

A broker leads the ring

with a male accomplice
and a female accomplice.

They find victims
and tailor their abduction plan

to each of their vulnerabilities.

And then the victims are sold,
most likely online

to buyers who've been vetted
by their team.

If it's trafficking, couldn't the girl be
on a ship to Saudi Arabia by now?

Well, we're hoping they lay low
until the searchers are called off.

A male accomplice
was shot dead by the broker,

suggesting infighting and tension.

This could give us an opening.
We'll continue going door-to-door.

Someone out there knows the leader
of this ring.

Don't be fooled by his facade.

He is a master manipulator.

And his female accomplice
is possibly a compliant victim,

who trauma-bonded with the UnSub
after years in captivity.

The group's sophistication level
suggests they're experienced,

so we can expect them
to employ forensic countermeasures

to hide and change the appearance
of the victims

before he sells them off.

How does she look?

Great.

Have you heard from Kyle?

He hasn't been answering his phone.

I told him to get rid of the body.

The body? You killed Markayla?

Oh, my God, why would you kill her?

Quiet.

As you all know,
Meg is part of this family.

We do not rest until she's home safely.

Thank you.

The FBI has confirmed that one
of the girls taken

is in fact related to a local BAU agent.

The agent, we're hearing,
is a renowned profiler

who used to be
with the bureau's sex crimes unit.

As the nationwide search
intensifies,

communities are asking
how this can happen here.

It's been over three years
since a double abduction

has occurred in the area.

There have been no ransom calls at all.

We've got flyers all the way up
to Massachusetts Ave.

I just got off the phone with Garcia.

She's checked every
sex trafficking website, and nothing.

This is all my fault. I promised Liz

that I would protect Meg,
and look what happened.

Don't do that. Don't do that.

She never even told me
that she liked a boy.

Kate, she's 13.

-You okay?
-Uh, my stomach.

Hey. Listen.

Your body might be done right now,
but your mind's sharp.

Use it. Meg is depending on you.

A lot of assumptions were made
with this victim, Eileen Banks.

Badly burned, smashed car.

That's why they didn't autopsy her.

Correct. Turns out she had

multiple penetrating lacerations

to her chest and neck.

They appear to be antemortem.

Maybe one of the traffickers
killed her and then staged the accident.

That seems pretty elaborate.

The wounds weren't inflicted
all at once.

She was stabbed
over the course of several days.

Sadistic traffickers.

Or worse,
the UnSub wasn't trafficking at all.

What are you thinking?

Garcia should re-evaluate
every voluntary missing person case

followed by accidental or sudden death.

This might be worse than we thought.

Okay, here's my news flash.

In the tri-state area, there have been

half a dozen questionable
missing persons cases.

-Try the whole country.
-All right, uh,

California to Maine,

there have been 50 in the last 7 years.

That can't all be this UnSub's group,
can it?

My thoughts exactamundo, good sir.

Okay, uh, there were
two accidental deaths

that happened at the same time
but 2,500 miles apart.

If they're trafficking girls,
why would they kill them?

All with different MO's, too.

Car accident, fire, shooting, drowning.

And this isn't just one group.
They're different killers.

So there must be a serial abductor

and the torso killer was just one
of his customers.

What the hell kind of trafficking is this?

This isn't sex slavery.
They're selling victims to serial killers.

That's it.

Stand up straight.

Don't cry.

It makes your face look puffy.

Help me.

Look at me.

Yeah, that's it.

Beautiful.

The operation's actually simple.

The killers get to live out
their fantasies,

and in exchange
for supplying the victims,

the brokers make them agree
to a disposal method.

This way he and his team
are insulated from the investigation.

Just like in the torso case,
the behavior and forensics of the kills

will only lead us to the customer who
actually did the killing, not the broker.

He's smart enough
to protect his network

by encrypting all communication
with his customers.

So if we can capture
a killer while he's online,

then Garcia can hack
his system and lead us right to Meg.

Just say the word.

Garcia, the accident
that killed the jogger

in Modesto, Eileen Banks. Who hit her?

Uh, Marcus Townsen
hit the car over the embankment.

He was admitted
for minor injuries and then released.

What's his background?

Uh, searching.

Holy heck, his license, registration,
and insurance are all bogus.

Well, if it was a car crash,
they would have checked

his blood alcohol level at the hospital.

Garcia, run the DNA
of that blood sample through CODIS.

Okay, he's on a sex offender registry.

His real name is Miles Hendrick.

He started off stalking a neighbor's kid

and got busted
in the elementary school bathroom.

Now he's graduated to this.
Where does he live now?

-Largo, Maryland.
-Let's go.

I liked your profile picture.

Yeah. You look good in purple.

Look, I know that most men
are turned off by women with kids.

I'm not like that.

I had a mom who had three jobs

and a dad who left before I could talk.

Women with children are not pariahs.

FBI!

Show me your hands!
You're under arrest.

For what?

The torture and murder
of Eileen Banks.

You have the right to remain silent.

They just arrested Miles Hendrick.

They've got his computer.
We need you to break in.

-What's his IP address?
-Morgan just sent it to your email.

Cool, I got it. Okay,
I am in his hard drive.

His browser history
is triple-encrypted. He's on Tor.

Okay, this is like trying
to penetrate a ceramic-infused

titanium wall
with a butter knife. It's not happening.

We need to break Miles
before Meg's sold off.

Do you have the rest of the payment?

She's pretty.

You'll get rid of her
the same as the others?

I'm a creature of habit.

Next time
you should give me a discount.

I'm turning into quite a good customer.

No.

No! No.

Let go of me!

Help!

Help!

Help!

I don't know what you're talking about.

Miles, you bought this girl off a website,

you killed her, and then you made it
look like a car accident.

I didn't do anything.

If you don't give us
your login and password

so we can break this auction site,

you're going down for all 50 murders.

You can't do that.

Try us. The entire country's

gonna want somebody
to pay for these crimes,

and your perverted ass is perfect.

C-l-e-v-e-r

b-o-y-s.

And the passcode is...

The passcode is 6969.

How original.

Look, I only ever ordered
that one girl the one time.

It was a mistake.

I got Miles' password.

All right, find the website.

On it. And...

Sweet mother... Gross.

It's like Tinder for sociopaths.

They're selling women
all over the country.

Do you see Meg anywhere?

Wait, wait, wait. Go back.

That's her. He dyed her hair.

She has been sold.

Can you tell to whom?

No, 'cause the firewall's worse
than the other one

and I'm upset and I need help focusing.

What about the IP address?
That should lead us back to the broker.

Yes, yes, very good, sir. Uh, there it is.

His name's Alex Zorgen.
He's in Oakton, Virginia,

and he's on his computer right now.

FBI!

I am not playing around!

Neither are we. Put the gun down.

Get out or I will kill her.

We're not gonna tell you again, Alex.

Drop your weapons or I will shoot.

That's not happening. This is over, Alex.

Enough! That's enough!

You are too late. She is gone.

You tell Kate Meg is long gone!

Shut up.

I didn't know FBI chicks could be so hot.

We have an electronic trail that proves

that Miles Hendrick
bought Eileen Banks from you.

Where's Kate?

I want to talk to Kate.

I'd be much more willing to talk to Kate.

And as soon as we get
through the firewalls of the other buyers

we'll have you for those kills, too.

Where is she, Alex?

It's not too late to stop.
Who did you sell Meg to?

-I don't know.
-You're lying, Paige.

We already found three girls hidden
in your basement.

Add that to the rest of the murders,
and you're gonna be in prison

till the day you die.

Why are you protecting him?

'Cause you know he is over there
right now, selling you out,

making it seem
like this was all your idea.

That's what psychopaths do, Paige.
They play people.

All right, let us help you out
and tell us where Meg is.

She's long gone.

She could be in Dubai by now
getting chopped up in a blender.

Or in Kansas, laying in one
of my sick clients' barns

saying "There's no place like home."

None of that's true.

You know what's great
about the Internet?

It's therapy for sick minds.

Before, you thought you were alone.

But now, one click and you realize
you've got family.

Come on, fellas,
where's my favorite agent?

She afraid to see me?

It's all about the hunt for you,
isn't it, Alex?

But you don't have the balls needed
to kill,

so you palm that off on others.

They teach you that in FBI school?

We know exactly who and what you are.

You're a sexually diverse thrill-seeker,

-always looking for a new way to get off.
-Ooh.

And you took Meg to get back at Kate.

You thought we'd blame
their killers

and we'd never know you existed.

But you didn't know
that your site was vulnerable

during the auctions, did you?

How dumb is that?

Are you dumb, Alex?

I took her because I knew
I couldn't get Kate.

Do you have any idea
how much a female fed would go for?

Well, Garcia found something.

Turns out Paige's real name
was Donna Mangold.

She was abducted 22 years ago.

So we were right. She's trauma-bonded.

We just need to break that bond.

Hey, Kate,
so we just found out the female partner

was abducted by Alex,
but she's not talking.

Does she know
that Alex killed their partner?

No. But we should use that.
They could have been close.

So what bond is stronger
than all others?

- Mother and child.
- Exactly.

You're gonna have to build
a rapport with Paige and then use it.

That's my little girl out there.

Every second she's with this sick freak,
she's just buying time.

We're gonna find her, Kate.

Please don't hold back.

-What happened?
-They got a lead. A real lead.

I know
what you're going through, Paige.

You're scared. You feel hopeless.

You don't even know who to trust.

Alex took you a very long time ago.

He did horrible, horrible things to you.

He raped you, tortured you.

Then all of a sudden, he'd be nice.

Shut up, you don't know him.

Your life was literally dependent on him.

So you eventually did
whatever he asked you to do.

Cleaned, cooked,
helped with his abductions.

In your mind, your past life was lost.

But you had the one person
you loved most with you.

No. Kyle.

We checked hospital and dental records

and couldn't find any info.
Kyle was your son.

He was our son.

How could a father kill his own child?

How could he?
How could he do that to a mother?

I don't understand.

Parents that kill their children
are monsters.

Now, you were under duress
when you helped him.

But my friend's daughter is going to die

if you don't help us right now.

Who bought Meg, Paige?

Where is she?

He's one of Alex's best clients.

He does unspeakable things.

And then he spreads
the body parts in the Potomac.

Where does he live?

-I don't know.
-But you can reach him online.

You know, when I was little,
I hated my dolls.

That's when I started breaking them.

I'd break their legs off,

their arms,

save their heads for last.

No one understood why I did it.

But I liked it.

I liked the feeling.

You understand, don't you?

This is what I'm planning.

I don't want you to do it fast.

That's how I did it
when I used to cut myself.

Shut up!

I'm not gonna tell you again.

How many dolls were there before me?

Stop!

Am I your first doll?

Be quiet. You're ruining it.

I want you to do it slow.

They're gonna get you!

You little bitch.

No! You can't break me!

Help! Somebody! Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Get me down! Get me down!

I got you. I got you. You're okay.

-Okay.
-I did what Kate said.

-Are you okay?
-Okay, okay.

-Okay.
-I did what Kate said.

Michael Rigby.

Kevin Hawkins.

Oh, God, Meg.

I'm so sorry. I should have known.

It's not your fault.

Thank you.

Not you, too.

Am I getting another godson?

Possibly.

Maybe a goddaughter.

Mmm.

TWO WEEKS LATER

Hey.

Hey. Am I interrupting something?

No, not at all. I'm just finishing
some paperwork. Come on in.

I was in the neighborhood.

How are you feeling?

Oh, better. The doctor assures me
that we're both gonna be fine.

Good. And how's Meg holding up?

She's doing pretty good.
We found a great therapist,

so we'll go when she's ready.

Good.

Look, I wanted to apologize.

You told me to let the torso case go,

and I should have listened.

Well, we both had a feeling.

-Not the point.
-Well, in the end you were right.

Think of all the girls who were saved.

Yeah. A website for serial killers.

Who knew?

You know, a few weeks
before my sister died,

we went to Virginia Beach
for her birthday,

just the two of us,

and we were laying there,
and I asked her what she was thinking.

And she said, you know, Kate,
if anything ever happens to me or Joe

just promise me
that you'll take care of my little girl.

And, I mean, of course I said I would.

You know? Nothing was going
to happen to her.

She was 24.

And, just like that, it did.

You're a great mom.

Yeah, I took a year off when I got Meg,

and it was

the best year of my life.

And so,

I think I want to do that
for this one, too.

You'll always have a place here.

Thank you.

Let me know if you need anything.

"Life is about choices.

"Some we regret.
Some we're proud of.

"We are what we choose to be."

Graham Brown.