Reid looked up at the clock it was late and he had work tomorrow. He sighed standing up, he had been at the bar a while now and was wasted. He walked slowly to the door, everything felt hazy. Once the door opened he felt the chilly night air on his face. The young agent clutched onto the wall, he couldn't hold himself up that well.
"Hey are you alright?" Reid could see a man in front of him. "Y..yeah I'm fine." Reid attempted to take another step but he staggered. The other man caught him. "Come on my car is right over here." "O..okay." Everything was so blurry; he could feel himself being placed into the passenger side of the car. The doors were shut and he smelled something weird, but his mind was too hazy to figure out what it was. Everything faded to black.
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Hotch was worried, Reid had not shown up for work and it had already been two hours. "Is Reid here yet?" He called into the bullpen. "Nope, Reid has yet to show his face. Maybe he's sick Hotch." Morgan suggested. "He would have called." Hotch muttered to himself closing the door to his office. He tried Reid's number again but it had gone straight to voicemail again. "Damn it!" He growled.
Hotch and Reid had been in a relationship for about two months now. The younger man made him so happy, he hadn't felt like this in a long time. After they had gotten back from the case last night Reid told him he wanted to come over tomorrow since Jack would be at a friends house and Hotch was very much looking forward to that.
Hotch sighed pulling his jacket on and took his bag. As he walked out Morgan approached him, asking where he was going. "I'm going to check on Reid." "Oh, alright. Tell him I said hey." Morgan told him.
Once he reached his lovers apartment he knocked loudly. When he got no answer he used the extra key Spencer had given him. Hotch stepped into the apartment looking around. Hotch walked into the bedroom, the bed was made and never looked slept in. none of Spencer's stuff was here; it looked like he never came home last night. Hotch was now panicking he dialed Morgan's number; it rang a few times before he picked up.
"What's up Hotch?" "He's not here." "Really are you sure?" Morgan was now worried. "Yes I don't even think he came home last night." "So you think he was taken on the way home last night? Well he does take the train." "Yes Morgan, we got out really late last night and it was a rough case." "I'll be there soon, we'll find him Hotch."
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When Reid opened his eyes he had a terrible headache, he groaned softly trying to sit up. He felt cold restraints around his wrists and ankles. "What the.." He muttered. He yanked had on the chains but they didn't budge. The door opened at the top of the stairs, a light from above shining down. Reid struggled as the man came closer.
"Hello Spencer, I was getting worried that you weren't going to wake up. I thought I gave you too much chloroform. You were pretty wasted last night" The man smirked at him. "W..who are you?" Spencer cursed himself for sounding so weak. "Oh I forgot, you don't know much about me do you Spencer. I know all about you though, almost everything there is to know." "What?" Reid was confused. "Lets say I like to get to know my pets before I play with them." The man chuckled.
Now he was scared, he hoped someone noticed he was missing. "You've been following me?" Reid asked hesitantly. "More or less. But lucky I was in that bar last night or I wouldn't have gotten to finally have you to myself." This man was a creep. "Where are we?" This made the man smile again. "Now why would I tell you that its nothing you have to worry about. By the way you can call me Chris." He said as he pulled a knife out. "Now lets get rid of those bothersome clothes."
This made Spencer panic. He struggled against Chris but the binds held him down. Spencer's clothes were ripped away. "Shh Spencer, it wont hurt that much." Chris whispered into his ear. Tears began to form at the young agents eyes as the man began to push into him with no preparation. He wanted Aaron so badly now. He was a virgin he didn't want his first time to be like this.
He then screamed out in agony, he felt like he was being torn apart. Blood ran down his pale legs as Chris slammed into him roughly, giving him no pleasure at all. "Oh god Spencer, you're so tight." Chris seemed to be enjoying himself.
After the third time that night Spencer just didn't care anymore. He just wanted to die. He felt the man kissing him gently and touching him everywhere. It made him feel sick, no one was allowed to touch him except Aaron. Chris pulled out gently and held the sobbing Spencer in his arms until he passed out from exhaustion and pain.
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Hotch was so worried now, they had searched the area around Reid's apartment and asked around. Hotch had put a missing persons report into the police station but really had no hope. He entered a bar a few blocks from Reid's apartment, he sat down at the counter sighing sadly. He ordered a drink and stared into space for a few minutes.
"Hey you alright?" Hotch looked up at the bartender who looked a bit concerned. "No, not really. I'm looking for someone." "Oh, well if I see them I'll tell you. What do they look like?" Hotch sighed they were just being nice they hadn't really seen him but he told him anyway. "His name is Spencer Reid, he's 26, dark brown hair, brown eyes, probably had a gun on him, really smart." Hotch recited. "Hey wait. I saw the kid. He was in here last night. Had to ask him for ID because he looked so young." The man chuckled. "Really?" Hotch felt excitement wash over him. "Can you please come over to the police station to make a statement?" "Oh, sure."
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When Spencer woke up the pain in his body was so severe. The room was cold he assumed it was a basement. He pulled at the binds again, his wrists were sore and bleeding from earlier. He wanted Aaron so badly now, he just wanted him to hold him in his arms and make him feel better like he always had done. Spencer couldn't believe that he had been so stupid as to go with that bastard. He was probably going to torture him until he was tired of him and then kill him. The thought scared him.
Spencer looked up when he heard the door open later; he was scared he just wanted to get it over with. "How was your day Spencer, mine was great." Chris said smiling at him. Spencer didn't answer. "Your team is looking for you, it's a shame they'll never find you until its too late." Spencer whimpered when he felt Chris run his hand through his hair. "God you're so beautiful, I cant believe you were a virgin. You would think Aaron wouldn't fuck you the second he got." Chris mused. Tears came to Spencer eyes when he realized this, but how had Chris known he was a virgin. That was the part that scared him. "P..please, just let m..me go." The young man whimpered. "Shh Spence. I'll take good care of you."
Chris took the knife from his pocket, the same one from earlier. He gently pressed it against Spencer's chest dragging it through as blood ran down his sides. He then dug it into his thighs making it extremely painful to move his legs. He pushed the boy's legs apart and slid the knife into his abused entrance. Spencer cried out in sheer pain, tears rushing down his face. He could feel his blood soaking the mattress making him feel sick.
Chris adjusted himself before slamming himself into Spencer abused body, the boy's screams would never be heard and that was the way he liked it. After finishing with the kid he gently stroked his face kissing him gently, making Spencer cry harder at the violation. "Shh it will be over soon." He whispered to the tortured man.
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Hotch looked at the witness statement he had been given, the anger was so obvious to anyone within a twenty foot distance. The bartender had told him that the guy that took Spencer came in a few minutes after him and sat and watched him the whole time he was there. "He was just waiting for the right moment to strike." Hotch thought angrily. How come no one did anything? He had asked Garcia to try and find a match on the man in the security footage. But the image was bad and hard to see but Hotch could see it fine. He watched as the man approached Spencer talking to him, Spencer seemed to have rejected him and tried to walk away but he must have been drunk because the man caught him from falling and led him out to his car. This part made Hotch seethe in anger. He watched as the man put Spencer in his car so easily and no one bothered to stop him.
Chapter 1 completed 5/28/12
I hope you like this story, I have not published anything in a long time. mostly because of my computer giving me issues and the all the talk about the petitions and erasing stories and things. which made me want to drop this account all together but I'm still here so that is good i guess.
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