It was late and she simply wanted to go home.

It had been gruelling case and she felt as though she was dead on her feet. Morgan was getting on her nerves. It was only meant to be fun and she understood that. However, with her past, no cases that dealt with sexual assault were easy.

When undercover as Lauren Reynolds she saw alot. Not only that, she did alot. Alot that she didn't necessarily want to do.

But as she always told herself, she made her bed, so she had to lie in it.

It was hard some days but she made it through. She had an amazing family that were always there if she were to really need them. She didn't ask them for help as much as she probably should. And some days she regretted it.

It was late on a friday night, and because there was no moon or stars, the sky was pitch black.

She was looking forward to getting home and hopping into a relaxing bubble bath. The drive home seemed to pass by quickly and before she knew it she was sitting alone in her car in the parking space.

She hopped out and gathered everything she could in her arms so that she didn't have to do two trips.

Seemlessly she unlocked the door and dropped everything in her arms before pushing through the tiredness and making her way through her apartment to her bathroom.

Making sure it was the appropriate temperature, she left the bath to fill as she gathered her pj's from the drawer and moved to the bathroom and began undressing.

The bath was luxurious and simply made some of the hurt disappear.

But what she hadn't realised was that she wasn't alone.

In her wardrobe was a man who had been waiting a long time for her to get home.

Thankful that it was a quiet door, he slipped out and looked through the open door to see his girl. She had her back to the door and was so caught up in her thoughts and the feel of the water on her skin that she didn't see him approach.

When he reached her he lunged and pushed her head under water holding it in place.

She wasn't expecting anything to happen, so initially didn't respond. It was at the moment her brain clicked that she wasn't getting oxygen that she started fighting back. But it was too late.

He was making the mos of this and was in the bath in his clothes, staddling the naked FBI Agent.

As he allowed her head up to give her a bit of oxygen, she started fighting back and he smacked her head into the porcelain of the bathtub. Immediately she could feel something oozing from her skull and began to feel dizzy.

He made the most of this time to sit on top of her and look at her, thinking about the fun he was going to have.

As he watched her eyes grow wide, he wanted to give her a taste of what she was in for for the rest of the night. He leant forward and delicately kissed one breast. Hoping that it would make his manhood react. Thankfully it did.

Almost the last thing she physically felt before passing out was the kiss that was placed on her breast, and the erection of the man who had violated her personal space.

Mentally, the last things she felt were her the feelings that her team would have if they found out and hoping to God someone would find her, and the fear of what this man was going to do to her.

Before fully letting the darkness take over, she felt a foreign finger making its way to her folds.

Carefully he parted them, then searched for her opening before slowly pushing his finger all the way in.

She tried to squirm against him, and that gave him a feeling of glee.

He was happy, the last thing she felt before passing out was him inside her; something she was going to grow to enjoy over the next day.

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So this is the start of a fic. Please review if you would like me to continue. Not really sure if I am great at this whole thing.