"Everyone okay?"

"Yeah, Morgan." Reid sighed. "Not having a lot of fun. But we're okay."

"Hang in there, man."

"Garcia having any luck?"

"Nope. This guy is good. But don't worry we've got a plan B."

"Excuse me, Agent Reid."

Reid looked up from his phone. The until then silent older woman was kneeling next to Lauren.

"I think we may have a problem." She said, trying to keep her voice calm

"Morgan, I'll call you back." Reid flipped off his phone.

"Lauren, what's wrong?"

She gasped, her face twisting in pain. "This can't be happening. Not yet. Not here."

"It'll be okay, Lauren." Reid turned on his phone and dialed.

"Morgan."

"Whatever Plan B is, it better be fast."

"What's happened?"

"Nothing yet." Reid tried to keep his voice calm. "But if you don't get us out of here real soon, there's going to be another hostage."

"You mean?"

"Just get us out of here fast."

"I'm on it."