When Hotch got a text from Rossi that he was needed immediately, he didn’t question it. Only when Rossi answered the door confused and claimed not to have messaged Hotch did they realize something was wrong. Before they processed what happened, they were drugged, and next thing they knew they were waking up tied to two separate chairs about a foot apart with a teenage girl sitting in front of them with innocent eyes. Submissive body language off the bat, sitting lower as to establish Hotch and Rossi were the authoritative figures in her eyes. Hotch immediately seems concerned, blurting “Dave, are you okay?” Rossi’s eyes seem to be on the girl though, speaking cautiously in an understanding tone “I’m okay. She doesn’t wanna hurt us. Isn’t that right sweetheart?”