Where is Jack Hotchner

Betrayal on all sides

Frank & Kate: Ivan Bodner (Morgan)

Frank drove down the roadway past the speed limit. He wasn't worried about getting pulled over, that was the last thing on his mind.

"So what's the story between my brother and you?" Frank asked.

Kate cocked a brow. "Excuse me?"

Frank raised a hand. "Don't get defensive, just trying to make conversation."

"Hell of a way." Kate scoffed. "But to answer your question nothing, he is a close friend and that is all."

Frank glanced at her. "You sure?"

"Yes." With a groan, she turned to him. "I am only saying this once and don't want to talk about it again." Frank nodded. "Yes, I liked your brother. But that is long gone. I gave him all kinds of hints, but he was clueless. So when he ended up hooking with JJ I let go. He is handsome, but I have come to terms that he is not my type."

Frank chuckled. "What is your type?"

Kate glanced at him. "Not you if that's what your thinking."

Frank wince. "Ouch." With a chuckle, he stopped as they come up a dirt road. "We are going to leave the car." Frank ordered as he drove the car behind a bush. "Come on."

Kate frowned but did as told. "Mind if I ask why?"

Jogging to the back of the truck he grabbed a few extra clips. "It's all dirt road from here. We roll in and they will be gone by the time we get there."

Kate was surprised he thought about that. "Makes sense."

The trip wasn't that far away. As they neared the house, Frank went around the side. He wanted to avoid the windows and doors. Kate took the back door as Frank took the front. On the count of three, they both entered the house. It was a mess.

Bottles, trash, clothes, and other junk were scattered all around the house. The kitchen was unbearable to enter. Plates with rotten food were everywhere. Roaches where ever you turned. The bathroom was no exception. As they cleared the bottom, they slowly walked up to the second floor. Frank cleared the first two-bedroom. Kate cleared the next one. As they got closer to the last room, they were attacked by a horrible smell.

"God, what is that smell?" Kate gagged.

Frank lowered his gun. "Death." Not caring he opened the last door.

Sure enough on the bed, naked, was their suspect. He was laying on the bed, foam had spilled from his mouth.

Kate sighed. "OD. From what?"

Frank picked up a needle. "My guess heroin." A small bump was heard from the closet. Frank dropped the needle as Kate aimed her gun to the closet. Frank walked closer. "Got it?"

"I got you." Kate assured. Frank pulled the door open and what they found was not what they had in mind. Kate quickly holstered her weapon. "Hey." She whispered. "Are you guys okay?"

Frank stood back as Kate coaxed three boys out of the closet. They were all under weight, dehydrated, and scared. Seeing the youngest looking at Ivan, he quickly grabbed a sheet and covered the man. They shouldn't have to see this. "Kate take them outside please."

Frank searched the room, but to his anger and desperation, he found nothing. All were either men or boys. Turned out this hell hole was a foster home. How it passed was beyond him, but now they had three boys without a home and having to go back to foster. But for now, they will be going back to HQ.

Kate and Morgan approached Frank as he stood on the porch. Morgan had arrived just as Kate walked out with the boys. She updated him on the whole situation. "I gave them a bit of food and water. Medics are on their way to take them to the hospital."

Frank nodded. "How are they...mentally?"

"The oldest although, trying to be strong is the worse. He just doesn't want the others to see him that way."

"He wants to be strong for them." Frank said.

"Yeah." Kate pulled out the photo of Jack. "They said he was here two days ago."

Frank frowned. "That's not possible. Jack was just taken today."

Morgan nodded. "I know, but all three confirmed. Frank, I didn't say his name once and they referred to him as Jack." Putting the photo away, he sighed. "They know him, which can only mean he was here."

Frank shook his head. "But how?"

"That's what we are going to figure out." Grabbing him by the arm Kate pulled him. "Let's get back."

Garcia: HQ

She stood in the living room with everyone in the room. She was freaking out on how to tell them what she found. Not only that, but it appeared as Kate and Frank found out something. Hotch and Frank, stood side by side.

"So?" Hotch asked.

Morgan shook his head. "Nothing from our end. The house was clear and no sign of anything. All we found were old kid's clothes, but that had to have been there for a while now."

Frank shook his head. "Anyone find anything?"

Bailey cleared his throat. "We found some tapes in Oscar's house."

"Garcia?" Hotch asked.

Garcia shook her head. "First hear the rest and I will tell you what I found."

Before he could flip, Frank stopped him. "Anyone else?" When no one spoke, he did. "We found out Jack had been at Ivan Bodner's house two days ago."

Hotch glanced at him, shocked all over his face. "No possible. Jack was never there."

"I said the same thing Aaron, but..."

"The three boys at the house said they saw and spoke with him." Kate finished.

"How?" Hotch question. "Jack never leaves my side, unless he is with one of you or with Jessica."

"Jessica?" Frank asked.

"Sister in law." He spotted the look on his brother's face. "You can't possibly be thinking..."

"It's a possibility Aaron. I mean look at Sean." Frank said.

Emily raised her hand. "What are you thinking?"

"He is thinking Jessica had something to do with this." JJ answered. "You think she would? I mean this is Jessica. Haley's sister."

Hotch ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know. I don't know." Taking a seat he placed his head in his hands. "I don't know anymore."

"Sir?" Garcia whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I think it might be a possibility." Her voice was gentle and soft.

Hotch slowly looked up at her. His eyes held tears that wanted to spill. "Tell me."

"The tapes Rossi brought me. Some were of Jack. They were...they were..."

"Garcia please." Hotch whispered.

Garcia looked down at her hands. "They were recorded from his room, sir. As well as the pictures you sent me. Same ones in the video."

Hotch stared at her, his entire body shaking. "Are...are you sure?"

"Yes."

Hotch clenched his fist and looked down. He was at a loss. He failed his son, he placed him in the hands of the one that betrayed him. As his breathing got worse, he stood and bolted out the door. As he pushed out he felt the air hit him like a thousand bricks. Trying to get his breathing in control he fell to the ground. Looking up at the sky Hotch released a scream/yell. He needed to get it all out. He needed to release his rage. Once he stopped he simply stayed there. He couldn't move, didn't want to move. He didn't know what to do. He was at a loss. He was defeated.