Spencer Reid's P.O.V
Trapped in the basement of an old house with someone who wants me dead, yeah, pretty much my average day at work.
The UnSub, that I now know to be Harold Bakerman, walks slowly up to me. I can here police sirens up above and I know its only a matter of time before the team find me…But will it be quick enough?
"You," Harold snarled, "Have been a very bad boy."
He produced a needle. The liquid inside was a pale pink colour. He tightened the restraints round my arms and stuck the needle into me, the pink liquid slowly entering my veins. I winced in pain. The sound of Cops upstairs echoed in the dark basement.
"Just because they have found you doesn't mean you are safe." Harold whispered, "if only you knew."
The door at the top of the stairs opened.
"Harold Bakerman, you are under arrest for the murder of 7 women and the kidnapping of a federal agent." The head of Washington PD handcuffed Harold.
"Reid!" Derek Morgan and Emily Prentiss ran towards me.
"Reid, are you ok?" Emily asked as Morgan untied me.
"I..I don't know. He injected me with some pink liquid but I don't know what it was."
"Son of a bitch," Morgan growled, "come on, lets get you to the ambulance."
He picked me up bridal style and carried me upstairs and out the door.
My head began to feel light and my thoughts became jumbled.
"Morgan." I mumbled before slipping into unconsciousness.
I opened my eyes and glanced around the Hospital room. I knew it was a hospital just from the smell.
"Hey, look who's finally decided to wake up!" My gaze rested on Morgan who was sat beside me, before I looked around the room properly.
All the team where here, Emily, Morgan, Hotch, Rossi, JJ and Garcia.
"How do you feel my sugar coated muffin?" Garcia asked me.
I smiled at her. "I feel fine…Great actually." I looked up at Hotch, "What happened?"
"You went out to Bakermans house alone, when you stopped returning our calls we got the PD together and all went to his house where we found you tied up muttering something about pink liquid. Morgan rushed you out but you passed out before we could get you to the ambulance."
"You scared me Kid." Morgan said, his eyes staring into mine, "For a minute I thought we were gonna loose you."
"Me? No, I'm not that easy to get rid of!" I joked. I looked back at Hotch, "What was the liquid?"
"They don't know for sure, but they think it was some kind of liquefied sugar with some food dye, intended to scare you probably."
I nodded my head in agreement, it fits the profile.
"When can I leave?" I asked no one in particular.
"Whenever you want." said a doctor as he walked in, "You are perfectly fine now."
"Good." I replied. I wanted to leave as soon as possible, I hate hospitals, and doctors.
The team and the doctor left so I could get changed.
Once dressed I exited the room and checked myself out. The team were waiting by the door.
"Right, Reid you will be travelling back with Morgan and Garcia." Hotch informed me.
I smiled at him and followed Morgan to the SUV. I let Garcia sit up front and Morgan was driving.
"I'm gonna drop you off home, ok?" Morgan said.
I didn't answer, it was a rhetorical question. He was going to take me home whether I liked it or not.
Suddenly I felt very tired. I lay down across the back seats and closed my eyes.
"You ok Reid?" Garcia asked worriedly.
"Mmhmm, just tired." I half whispered before drifting off.
"Reid. Hey Kid, you home, time to wake up now." Morgan's kind voice woke me.
I sat up and stretched. I must have slept the whole way home, yet I was still tired.
I got out the car and grabbed my bag from the trunk.
"Have a nice weekend!" Garcia called after me.
"You too,"I replied.
"See ya on Monday Kid." Morgan said patting my shoulder.
"Bye Morgan." I said.
I let myself into the apartment building and found my way up to my floor. I opened my apartment door, dumped my bag on the floor and double bolted the door again before stripping down to my boxers and falling into bed. I shut my eyes and slept.