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Previously on
Criminal Minds...

Peter Lewis. He had two very biological
parents and they ran the foster home.

This has to be where all
the victims stayed

before they were adopted
and their names were changed.

Looks like we found Mr. Scratch.

I win.

He surrendered.

He surrendered?
That doesn't make sense.

Antonia Slade.

She was a serial killer
captured 15 years ago, right?

She started this runaway hotline

in order to lure her preferred victims,
young teens, to her home.

What happened to your baby, Antonia?

I can't tell you that.

But as a reward for being so clever,
I will tell you this.

There's a storm coming,
Agent Hotchner.

And you're about to be swept away.

Oh, this reminds me of
that morning in Budapest.

As I recall,
that particular breakfast lasted all day.

Well, we could try that again.

Except you'd have to call in sick.

That's very tempting.

Oh.

Joy wants to FaceTime.

Well, you should get it.

No! She'll recognize your house.

I can't lie to her.

Then don't.

Let's just tell her
we're just seeing each other again.

You're happy, I'm happy.

She will be, too.

This is a big deal,
and I just think that we should...

Tell her when she comes to visit.

Oh.

Good.

Oh...

Oh...

Do you think she knows?

She's a reporter.

I think she might have a hunch.

I mean, the thing is, you have to
take the time or it just flies by.

I know.

I've heard Alaskan cruises
are pretty amazing.

Mom has a phobia.

-Of water or...
-Cruise ships, specifically.

-Okay. But she's good to fly?
-Yeah.

All right, so there's gotta be a place

she's always mentioned wanting to go.

What's the first thing
that pops into your head?

-Uh, I guess Paris, actually.
-Wow. Done. Book that.

You're right. Thank you.

If we're talking about vacations,
guess where I'm going.

Hmm. To visit Emily?

Yes. How did you know that?

Because nothing else
would make you this excited.

-Have you ever been to London before?
-Yes. One time, four years ago.

It was work/play.
This is gonna be all play.

I am leaving all my phones at home.

You're right. That's not true.

I'm going to bring them all,

but I'm going to put them on
airplane mode most of the time.

Yeah. Baby steps.

That's right, mate.

Oh, I am putting the kettle on.
Would anyone like a proper cup?

Yeah. Is that tea
that you're making?

It's a lot of Doctor Who,
you guys. No big deal.

-You getting all packed up?
-Uh-huh.

Good. We're running
a little bit late, so...

-Okay.
-Good morning.

- Hi.
- Did you bring the comics?

-Yeah, the new one comes out today.
-I've been waiting forever for it.

We really appreciate you
giving us a drive again.

Sure, absolutely. Anytime.

Okay, let's get you packed up.

- Let's grab your lunch.
- Right here.

All righty.

- Is that everything?
- Yeah.

Yeah. No... You're not gonna bring
comics to school, all right?

-MPD!
-I'm on the job.

-Drop your weapon.
-I'm Aaron Hotchner with the FBI.

We know who you are. Lower your gun.

Who sent you?

Hotch.

This is a mistake.

Daddy, what's going on?

It's okay, Jack.

On your knees.
Hands behind your back.

Is this really necessary?

Now!

-Daddy...
-It's okay, Jack.

It's a big mistake
and everything's gonna be all right.

Dad...

Dad!

Where's Hotch being held?

I don't know yet. I have calls out.

Metro SWAT took him in?

Yeah, but it has to be bigger than that.

JJ's on her way here right now.

She couldn't explain
everything on the phone

because she's with the kids.

Okay, maybe Hotch was swatted.

That's an extreme prank
that gamers pull on their opponents,

where they fake 911 call on them.

It's recently escalated
among celebrities.

If it was a prank,
they wouldn't have arrested him.

Unless they didn't know.

If someone calls 911
and says that Hotch is a threat,

SWAT has to respond.

Which means somewhere
there's a record of that call.

Yeah, on it.

Hey, guys.

Hi, Uncle Spencer.

Oh, hello.

How are you doing, Henry?

Good. Everybody's gonna
hang out at Mom's work today.

Oh, that sounds super fun.

Have you been practicing
the magic trick I taught you, Jack?

Can I go to my dad's office?

- Yeah, of course.
- Here.

Come on, fellas, let's go find something
to get into. Come on.

Come on, let's go. This way.

- It's bad.
- How much did they see?

All of it.

Which is why I figured
this was the safest place to bring them.

Just got word.

He's downtown.

Transporting now.

-Hey. That's the BAU unit chief.
-Stop, sir. Please.

You've made a mistake.

Dave, tell Jack I'm okay.

Aaron, what's going on?

- We're set.
- All right, let's go.

"The sea is dangerous
and its storms terrible,

"but these obstacles have never been
sufficient reason to remain ashore."

Ferdinand Magellan.

I need to let my son know
that I'm all right.

He's with Agent Jareau.

I want my phone call.

You haven't even asked
why you're here.

It doesn't matter.
It's either a mistake or I'm being framed.

This came in today at 7:23 a.m.

911. What is your emergency?

Hello? 911.

Is anyone there?

Today will change everything.

I'm sorry, sir.
Will you repeat that, please?

Today will change everything.

What does that mean?

I don't know
because I didn't make that call.

The call was traced to your cell phone,

and voice recognition says it's you.

Today will change everything.

I'm sorry, sir.
Will you repeat that, please?

Today will change everything.

How did they do that?

Spoofing tech makes it seem like
it's coming from Hotch's cell

and using his voice. That takes skill.

It's subtle, but his inflection changes.

It sounds like the words
are spliced together.

Let's look up all
BAU press conferences led by Hotch.

Right. Maybe the UnSub
Frankensteined his voice.

He's being held by the DOJ,
the Inspector General's office.

That makes sense.

It's the Internal Affairs of
the parent agency of the bureau.

They probably heard what we heard.

But they should be defending him,
not charging him.

Whoever's doing this
wants me here instead of investigating.

There has to be a bigger plan
because they want my team distracted.

Do you have a storage unit
in Reston, Virginia?

My wife and I had one.
It's been cleared out for years.

-Why did you rent a van last week?
-I didn't.

Ever purchased
nitromethane, diesel fuel,

-blasting caps, or ball bearings?
-No.

-You sure about that?
-Yes.

My door was kicked in
two and a half hours ago.

How long have you had this?

We've been watching you, for weeks.

With these three press conferences,

we can prove to
the Inspector General's office

that Hotch's 911 call
was spliced together.

That's a good start,
but they're not gonna listen to anything

we have to say until we give them
a viable suspect.

Especially with explosives in play.

They planted enough on Hotch

to make it look like
he was ready to blow up a city block.

Okay, back to basics.

Someone's framing Hotch.
Who would want to?

He's put away a lot of people.

We've seen the lengths that
Chazz Montolo went to

against Morgan for revenge.
We shouldn't underestimate anything.

And not even Montolo could pull this off.

This is multi-faceted,
calculated for maximum disruption.

Attacking Hotch in his home,
separating him from us.

We should focus on UnSubs
that are sophisticated enough

to carry off
this coordinated of an attack.

How are you doing
with the cell spoofing technology?

Okay, there's a few of them.

If you were gonna go down and dirty,
that would be shadow cell.

There's other, higher-end apps,

SpoofMe, The Storm, GamerCall...

Wait. What was that middle one,
The Storm?

Yeah. Why?

That was Antonia's message to Hotch.

"There's a storm coming,
and you'll be swept away."

I don't know about you,
but this feels like a massive storm.

It can't be a coincidence.

Yeah, but there's no way

she could have pulled this off
from inside prison.

But she knew about it
enough to toy with Hotch.

Anybody want to go
slap that smirk off her face?

Yeah, she's been pulling strings
since we met her.

She wanted the BAU's attention,
but why?

Her narcissism.

We each spent time with her,
a lot of it.

But she didn't mention The Storm

until Hotch went back
to question her again.

It was a retort,
after Hotch exposed her past.

And her son.

You enjoying this?

I'm a creature of habit.

I prefer we do this in my cell.

If you really wanted the BAU to suffer,

you wouldn't have warned us.

You'd only warn us
if there was something in it for you.

Oh, you really are smart.

So it got me thinking.

You're in here for life.

What could you possibly gain?

Your son was born
when you were only 14.

Which would make him... 43 now?

Your family was ashamed.

So he was raised away from you.

But you never lost touch with him.

Have you always lived
on the sappy side,

or did that come out
when you became a mother?

The only reason you warned
Agent Hotchner about this storm

is because your son had
something to do with it.

And now, you need our help.

Not as much as you need mine.

Your son framed a federal agent

and manipulated Special Weapons
and Tactics operatives to do it.

So, here's the thing about SWAT.

They don't like being manipulated.

So now, your son is on a "shoot first,
ask questions later" list.

I want him taken into custody alive.

Of course you do.
What mother wouldn't?

The truth is,

I can't really promise you
what will happen if he gets caught.

You won't let him get killed.

I know you.

You took an oath.
You're too goody-two-shoes to break it.

Yeah, yesterday,
yesterday I wouldn't have.

But that was before your son

had armed men point guns
in the same room as my son.

So, when we find him,
this can go one of two ways.

Promise me he won't get hurt.

Give me his name.

This is Antonia's son.

His name's Asher Douglas.

He lives in northern Virginia.

Early 40s is old for a swatter.

But he's a match
in every way that counts.

He purchased The Storm
spoofing software,

he bought several
audio splicing programs.

And that's how
he was able to make calls

from Hotch's cell and sound like him.

Something about this doesn't fit.

Fits enough for me. Let's go.

Swatting can fall in the spectrum
of online psychopathy.

Men who express violent anti-social
tendencies from behind a screen

that they would never express in public.

But their patterns mirror that
of a traditional psychopath,

and specifically the fact
that they get bored easily.

Which makes me think
we'd see evidence of that

in his browser history, but you didn't.

I thought he was covering his tracks.

Even if you're right,
it doesn't change the fact

that he made the 911 call.
We have to arrest him.

Hotch is depending on us.

Who gave you probable cause
to put me under surveillance?

A confidential source.

Tell me now or I will invoke.

You know who needs lawyers?

-Guilty people.
-Smart people.

So lay out your
entire case to me right now

or every attorney I know
will drop everything and come help me.

We got a tip from a source.

And it was very convincing.

Antonia Slade.

No, not Slade.

All right,
we're recording with Peter Lewis,

aka Mr. Scratch.

Do you swear under penalty of perjury

that the testimony
you are about to give is the truth?

Most certainly.

- And with advice of counsel...
- You've gotta be kidding.

...you are giving this testimony
of your own free will?

Yes, that is correct.

I'm not doing this to cut a deal.

The world needs to know

what kind of man
Aaron Hotchner really is.

Turn around and show me your hands.

Whatever you're holding, drop it.

But then it will break.

Drop it or I will shoot you.

-I said drop it!
-Wait, hold! Everyone hold.

Asher, if you show us
what you're holding

and it isn't dangerous,
we'll let you keep it.

Why would it be dangerous?

Because we're with the police and
we have to be prepared for the worst.

You're not the police.

You're with the
Federal Bureau of Investigations.

You're Dr. Spencer Reid.

You're Supervisory Special Agent
David Rossi.

I researched all of you to decide
who would be the best one to swat,

before landing on
Agent Aaron Hotchner,

since he is the team leader, obviously.

Can I see what's in your hands?

Slowly.

They're, um, my version of the A9 chip,
only mine are better.

Can you set them down so we can talk?

Sure.

I need to put these on you, okay?

But it's for your own protection.

Okay.

There, let's go.

We should secure the house,

but we're not gonna find
anything else here.

Best hope is to get him talking,
but that could be tough.

Why?

Well, he displays
both collecting behavior

and unique dysgraphia traits
in his handwriting.

I'm pretty sure he's autistic.

It was March of last year.

I dosed Agent Hotchner
with a dissociative drug.

What did this drug do?

It put you in a state

where you experienced
a waking dream.

Now, I try to get my victims
to see their worst nightmares.

But Agent Hotchner, well...

He went in his own direction.

What do you mean by that?

He started rambling about
how I killed his team,

which I expected.

But then...

He started to laugh...

Like he was delighted.

And I'll be honest with you,

in that moment, I was scared...

Of him.

Of what he could do to his own team.

Or his own son, for that matter.

I was scared...

Why would you believe
anything he says?

We didn't.

But it got us digging, into you.

What about me?

Was your wife killed because of
your responsibilities with this job?

Yes.

Did you question your commitment
to the BAU after her murder?

-Yes.
-And how does that connect to this?

Because it was then
that you started dismissing procedure.

I did not.

You faked Agent Prentiss' death.

You rubber-stamped the unjustified
shooting, by Agent Rossi,

of the man who killed Jason Gideon,

giving him a pass for the same crime

you expelled Agent Greenaway for
10 years ago.

Each of those instances
was a judgment call.

And it's a waste of our time
for me to justify each one.

-But I can.
-Good.

Because this last one
is one you have no defense for.

He subjected you
to a very powerful drug...

One that with other victims
led to psychotic breaks.

Now, why wouldn't you include that

in your Bureau
psychological evaluation?

Agent?

Agent?

We're looking at a case
of counterfeit deviance.

If Asher is autistic,
he has trouble reading social cues.

Yeah, but in this case we're dealing with
somebody high-functioning.

What used to be labeled
Asperger's Syndrome.

And that's where
the counterfeit deviance comes in.

Documented examples include
high-functioning autistics

who collect child porn
or pretend to plan a school shooting.

They know that there's power
in those images and those actions,

but for them
there's no paraphilia behind it.

They don't derive pleasure from it.

What I don't see is evidence of

someone who's
interested in explosives.

We need to rule out...

That someone's pulling his strings
just like he's been pulling ours.

Exactly. I'd like to...

Go. Just do it. And hurry.

I'm going to jail, aren't I?

Not if you cooperate.

All right.

I did it. All of it.

See, I don't think you did.
Even the way you just said that

sort of sounds to me like someone
who's maybe protecting a partner.

Would a partner have the skill set

to splice Agent Aaron Hotchner's voice
into a 911 call?

Something no gamer's
ever done before? No.

I did that. Me.

How much do you know
about nitromethane?

It's the simplest organic
nitro compound.

It has an R.E. factor of 1.1.

That's its relative effectiveness
compared to...

TNT? Right?

Have you ever bought it?

No point. What would I do with it?

Well, when Agent Hotchner
was arrested,

they found that he had bought some.

I think it was planted on him,

and I don't think you would do that.

-I get... This isn't self-harm.
-Okay.

I used to do that. I don't do it anymore.
Instead I do this.

To control how you feel
when you get confused?

Yes.

You know,
I get confused a lot, too, Asher.

It's actually one of the reasons
I decided to study behavioral analysis.

And I don't think my friend
would buy 40 gallons of nitromethane.

But yours might.

-Forty gallons?
-Does that mean something to you?

Yeah. We talked about it once.

How much of a city
you could wipe out with 40 gallons.

It was a hypothetical,

like if you had the biggest
chemistry set in the world.

I don't think
that was a hypothetical, Asher.

He lied to me.

He did.

Help me, and I'll make sure
that never happens again.

The reason
I didn't mention the drugging

is I knew how it would be received.

That someone at the DOJ
would misinterpret,

and someone else would use it
to their advantage.

That's one profile.

Here's another.

"The most common trait
is an unyielding belief

"he is always right,

"often reinforced by a traumatic loss.

"The suspect will purposefully
separate himself from his co-workers

"and quietly keep score,

"cataloging every slight against him.

"He will then use those slights
to justify his own self-interest.

"One final trigger,

"like a violent confrontation
or a drug-induced episode

"will push him over the edge."

-Sound familiar?
-Of course.

It's my profile on workplace shooters.

And now it fits you.

"Today will change everything."

What did you think,
that I was going to blow up my team?

Turn my son into an orphan?

And then, and this is the part
I argue against in the profile,

I would call 911 and tell you
what I was about to do?

I want to believe you.

But I can't.

If I can direct your
attention to Rossi's phone,

I will introduce you to Eric Rawdon.

He has had
multiple IRC chats with Asher

until he was arrested
for criminal conspiracy.

Conspiracy with who?

Well, it looks like
a bunch of anarchists.

Rawdon isn't necessarily
an anarchist himself,

but he did want to make
something go boom.

So he's charismatic, duplicitous.

I mean, he'd have to be
to persuade a bunch of anarchists

to rally around him.

What's the overlap with Hotch?

Uh, our gone but not forgotten
and soon to be recovered Sir Hotchner

wrote up a profile on Rawdon,
which he defended in court.

And this is revenge.

No, we know it's bigger than that.

But there's no way Rawdon could have
pulled this off while in prison.

Garcia, what was the last contact
Rawdon had with Asher?

Uh, emails from last week.

The IP addresses
are from all over the state,

but none from Virginia supermax prison

where Rawdon currently resides.

So someone else took over the account,
or multiple someones,

depending on
who's still supporting Rawdon.

I'm gonna add "word" to the end
of Tara's last sentiment,

because whoever
is sending these emails

has gone hog wild
over the last 12 hours,

and the message is always the same...

"The storm breaks tonight.
Get his bed ready."

That's reminiscent of the emails
the 9/11 hijackers sent to each other,

weeks before the attack.

Coded messages like
"This summer will surely be hot"

was their way of saying
the plan was set.

Except this is
"The storm breaks tonight."

He's planning a prison break.

D-block secure.

Clocking out for the night.

Get back in your cell.

Control, I got a faulty door on D-28.

Get back in now or I'll make you.

We've got multiple cells open
on D-block.

Lock down the whole wing.
Repeat, multiple cells open!

Somebody copy.
The control room is empty.

We have multiple cells open.

No one is running the show!

That's affirmative,
Agent Rossi.

The riot just started here at VA Max.

Focus all your efforts on
finding Rawdon. We need him alive.

Has anyone escaped?

We don't know.
We're still trying to secure the prison.

Okay, Warden, we're five minutes out.

Guys, the swatting,
the bread crumbs to Asher,

this is exactly
the larger plan we profiled.

It worked. Rawdon has another group
he's been working with on the inside.

By the time we clear Hotch,
they'll be gone.

Who's Eric Rawdon?

He's behind this.

Maybe he's your partner.

If that were true, you'd have evidence.

I do.

The storage locker in your name,
the supplies...

You're grasping.

And I'll tell you why.

You need me here as cover
for missing a major terrorist incident.

It's a prison break.

Not to Rawdon.

His dream has always been
to set off a bomb

in a major metropolitan area.

Not for any political
or ideological reason,

he just wants to see a city burn.

And you're letting it happen.

-Now you're grasping.
-Am I?

Ask yourself one question.

Am I more helpful here,

mentally preparing a report
to the subcommittee

that's gonna haul you in,

or out there, catching Rawdon?

-SSA Rossi.
-Warden Nabb.

Your call came minutes too late, Agent.

-Have you located Eric Rawdon?
-Not yet.

The rioters still control three blocks,

and the fires inside have spread us thin.

Warden, this isn't a riot. It's a break.

They'll never get over the wall.

Then they have some other way out.

Every part of this plan
has been meticulously crafted.

We got a distress call that some of
the prisoners got to the gun safe.

First priority is to
secure the control room.

Got one!

Where are the others?

How are they getting out?

Shh.

Freeze!

Shh.

You got a flashlight?

Captain, we got a tunnel.

Rossi, we got a tunnel in C-block
along the sewer line on the east wall.

Copy, Tara. We're on our way.

Evening.

Including Rawdon?

-Kershaw and Bring.
-Sir.

You stay here in case
more prisoners come back through.

We should keep moving
to the control room.

We should also sweep E-block.
Rawdon could be holed up there.

Captain, I'll stay on your six.

Fine by me. Just watch your front sight.

- Captain.
- Go ahead.

Just got a sitrep.
The prisoners have the control room.

Copy that.

It's gonna get hairy in there.

They're not gonna give it up
without a fight.

I need you to stay here.

Copy that. I'll wait for your signal.

One man down. Everyone else okay?

We're good.

It's a trap!

Captain, do you copy?

Captain?

Dr. Lewis?

Ennis?

Huh.

I thought that was you.

What are you doing here?

You should know.

They sent me here right after
you finished interviewing me.

I don't appreciate my words
being used against me, Tara.

Ennis, I had nothing to do with...

Then why was I transferred?

It must have been that

they read what you wrote
in the report about me

and assumed that I was like...

Them.

Who's "them," Ennis?

The worst of the worst.

Don't you know where you are?

This is the serial killer wing.

Hey, Rawdon. We're all clear.

Take the automatic weapons,
their uniforms, and vests.

We're going out
the same way they came in.

One problem.

We have feds in A and E-block.

We'll take care of E-block ourselves.

As for A, I held back the monsters
for a reason.

Ennis, don't.

I've dreamed of this, Tara.
Dreamed of it.

I will shoot you. I mean it.

There's only one problem.

You can't take us all.

JJ, Reid, backup, now!

On our way.

Easy there, pretty lady.

Backup's not coming.

Don't do this, Ennis, please.

Are you trying to
beg your way out of this?

I'm trying to save your life.

Look behind you.

Back in your cells! Hands up!

Ah...

Back in your cells!

That's Reid and JJ.

Get ready!

Flash-bang!

- Clear!
- Attention, all prisoners, clear!

Get all the weapons.

-Where's the bomb?
-You'll never stop it in time.

Boom.

Last time you were gonna assemble
in one of three locations,

and you're too compulsive to deviate.

Arlington, but they're
looking for you there.

Appomattox County is too far away.

They're at the Ivory Tower.

What? That's not true!

What's the Ivory Tower?

A safe house for fundamentalist groups.

Garcia, we got a location.

I need you to give it
to all available SWAT resources.

Let's go.

Come on!

Come on, get this thing airborne!

"The line
dividing good and evil

"cuts through the heart
of every human being."

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn.

-Are you okay?
-Mmm. Yeah.

-Is it over?
-Hope so.

-Where are the boys?
-In the office.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

What you doin'?

Drawing.

Can I take a look?

No.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. How about you?

I'm fine.

Hey, buddy. Come here.

-You ready to go?
-Sure.

Morning.

Rough night?

Yeah.

Don't.

Don't go.

I think I fooled myself into thinking that
things would be different.

I think you did, too.

It is different.

David, the job will always be the same.

Yes.

But I'm different.

Do me just one favor.

Before you make any decision...

Meet my team.

They're the only family I have
outside of you and Joy.

I walked away 30 years ago.

I'm not walking away this time.

Please.

Stay.

On one condition.

That we call our daughter back.

Together.

And there they are.

Please, come in.

Spence, Tara,
this is Hayden Montgomery.

She's my favorite so far.

This way.

Keep your eyes on him.
He's very sneaky with his cards.

There's nothing sneaky about it.
It is merely magic.

I need you to blow on this card, please.
You blow.

And this is your card.

No.

That's not your card?

Wait. Hold on. Okay.

This is your card.

-No.
-No.

You serious? That's not your card?

Hold on.

You know what? Oh...

That your card?

Oh, my... How did you do that?

Mmm, I had a hard time
putting both boys down last night.

They couldn't sleep?

Other way around.
I didn't want to leave them.

How are things on your end?

You know, fortunately
Jack doesn't remember

a lot about Haley's death.

He knows the story, but he was young.

That's a good thing.

It's a very good thing.

But he's not gonna forget
seeing me at gunpoint.

I just don't want this job
to take anything else away from him.

Well, maybe it gives him
something, too.

You're his hero.

Not a pretend hero, a real hero.

Well, he's growing up.

He's not going to feel that way
for too much longer.

Nah, you can worry about that later.

Just be his dad.

Enjoy that.

Wait. Wait, don't move.
Don't move.

- Wait, what? What?
- Oh, no.

-Oh, my God...
-What are you doing?

-What's in my hair?
-There's something in your hair!

Holy guacamole!

Ah...

Get it.

Save him. Save him.

I'll be right back.

What is it now?

Three more prison breaks
in three different states,

all organized by Rawdon's partners
from his last bombing attempt.

The local field office got a head start
because of what we did.

They stopped the bomb threat, but...

Who didn't they catch?

All have serial killer wings
just like VA Max.

Let me guess. They were released first

to cause maximum chaos
and occupy law enforcement.

A lot of them were killed or recaptured,
but not all of them.

How many got away?

As of right now, 13 serial killers,

one of which is Peter Lewis.

Mr. Scratch.

That's why he testified against you.
He was part of their plan all along.

So we have to catch him again,

along with 12 other murderers.