(Kimmy Jones) Okay, here my new story. Disclaimer I do not Own Criminal Minds. But if did...*evil smile*

"Reid will you please stop talking. Garcia said his hideout should be at these coordinates. You need to stop worrying." Emily said as her and Reid drove down the road in a black SUV behind another SUV which had Hotch, Morgan, and Rossi contained.

"I don't know. I just feel like something's wrong." Reid said as they pulled to a stop. They quickly climbed out.

"Emily, you and Dave are with me. Morgan and Reid check the basement." Hotch ordered. They nodded before splitting up. They nodded before splitting up. Reid looked around the dark basement. As happy as he was to have Morgan with him, he felt like something was going to happen to one of the others, he wished- his thoughts were interrupted as he felt his foot tug on something. He looked down and saw a trip wire.

"Morgan be careful!" Reid yelled before an explosion shook the room. Green gas filled the room. Reid started coughing as the gas clouded his vision, preventing him from seeing his friend. "Morgan?"

"Reid? Don't worry man, I'll *cough* get us out." Morgan said before breaking into a coughing fit. Other explosion shook the house. Reid tried to make his way to the stairs leading up into the house but he felt himself getting weaker.

"Morgan, Reid." He heard Hotch opening the door as the gas started to fade. He opened his mouth to say something but quickly closed it. He was suddenly so tired, he slowly lowered himself to the floor, the cold hard ground, his eyes closed and the last thing he saw as Hotch's shoes coming towards him, and the last thing he heard was Morgan saying "Whats going on…why…" Followed by a thud.

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Hotch had sent Emily up to the attic when the first explosion shook the house. He sent a worried look at Rossi. He should have know Reid and Morgan would be some kind of trouble. He was just hoping it was too bad. He was about to say something when ajoither explosion shook the house.

"Dave you head up to the attic and check on Emily, I check on Reid and Morgan." Rossi gave him a nodded before quickly heading into the attic. Hotch made his wag to the basement door and opened it. The sight of a green gas clearing the made him quickly cover his mouth before racing down the stairs. As he got to Reid he heard Morgan sounding very confused before falling to ground and passing out. He looked back at Reid and after fanning the gas away had to do a double take. In front of him lay a small child. If the child didn't have Reid ear piece and shirt on, Hotch could have sorwn the mopped haird child was someone else. He picked up the sleeping kid who rested his head on Hotch's shoulder. He carried the boy over to where he'd heard Morgan's voice. Seeing a smaller younger version of the man in question he sighed before leaning down and shaking the kids shoulders. A groan and a swat of the hand was all hr got in return. Sighing he stood up and decided to try a different approach. "Derek Morgan you need to get up." The stern voice made Morgan's eyes pop open. He sat and looked up at Hotch.

"Who's the kid?" Morgan asked pointing at Reid. His eye went wide. "What happened to my voice?" Morgan grabbed his neck thinking maybe something happened. Hotch held out his hand offering to help him up.

"Come on Morgan. We have some things to discuss." Hotch said Morgan took the offered hand and stood up. Once he did how ever his pants fell down. His face turned red and he quickly pulled them and tightened his belt the best he could.

"Hotch what's going on? Why are my jeans suddenly bigger? Whose the kid? Why are you suddenly so tall?" Morgan asked as they headed up the stairs. Once at the top of the stairs Hotch groaned when he saw Rossi talking to a little girl who had her arms crossed and looked very happy.

"Dave." Hotch said getting the other mans attention. "Let me guess that's Emily?"

"Who else would it be?" The young girl said. "Hotch look at me! I'm 8!"

"Emily calm down." Rossi said. "I've been trying to get her to tell me what happened but all she's said so far was that she was 8."

"Hotch what's going on? Who is that girl? Why is she so upset? Why did you call her Emily? Is that Emily?" Morgan continued ask. "Hotch why are you ignoring me? Hotch, Hotch!" Morgan continued to say whole tugging on the older mans suit.

"Enough!" Hotch shouted causing everyone to look at him. Morgan stopped tugging on his suit, which he was happy about, but it also woke up Reid. Who quickly wiggled out of Hotch's hold. Hotch set him on his feet. Reid surveyed the two kids….both unhappy looking….but bother taller then him…he looked at Hotch and Rossi. They looked like they were thinking of what to do. And since he was shorter now….his mind quickly came up with a solution.

"Me, Morgan, and Emily have reverted back into our child like states!" Reid said all eye focused on him.

"That's crazy." Morgan said. Reid put on his thinking face. Trying to think of how it could have happened.

"Dave take them back to the hotel. I'll go to the station and cover. We can't let this get out." Hotch said. Rossi nodded before leading the 3 kids out to the SUV.

"I'll call JJ and have her bring some new clothes for the kids." Rossi said.

"I am not a kid. I'm a grown woman." Emily said glaring at the older man. Rossi rolled his eyes as they got to the SUV. Emily and Morgan immediately started arguing over the front seat. Reid quickly climbed into the back seat.

"Emily, Morgan get in the backseat." Rossi said.

"Aw come on. I called shotgun." Morgan whined.

"No whining." Rossi said. The door slammed shut as the two bickering profilers climbed into the backseat, scooting Reid into the middle, the quickly buckled up. Rossi sighed before starting the car and driving to the hotel. He pulled out his cell phone and quickly called JJ.

(Kimmy Jones) There chapter one. I've already the next ones typed. But if you have any ideas I'd be happy to change it accordingly. I'll be happy to use whatever suggestions you guy and gals may have...please don't hate and enjoy.