Noises
It had been three years. Three years since Aaron had gone missing. The last anyone had seen of him was him leaving the BAU one day after they'd just finished a long, draining case in Florida. Someone had been murdering old pensioners and leaving their bodies at the bottom of their front steps.
When they'd got home the next day they did all their files then left to go home. Aaron had been one of the first to go home which had surprised them but he'd just said he was anxious to see Jack who Jessica had told him had gone down with a tummy bug while they were away. Except he never reached home.
Jessica had called up hours later to see if he'd seen Aaron since he hadn't come home. That's when the alarm bells had begun ringing. They tried to find out where he'd gone but they lost any trace of him and his car was left halfway on his usual route home.
They'd gone over his car but couldn't find any evidence of who'd taken him. They'd also checked all his phone records to see if he was meeting anyone but there was nothing and Jack did indeed have a tummy bug. They went through anyone who could have a vendetta against Aaron until they were blue in the face but still hadn't been able to dig up anything about his disappearance or whereabouts. They'd even interviewed a few of them. They'd looked into hospitals and still pulled up nothing. It was like he'd just disappeared off the face of the planet.
They'd had to give up six months later but they still held onto hope especially as his body had never turned up. They always kept their ear to the ground and tried to hold on for anything they could look into such as sightings even though there had been none for three years. They just couldn't give up hope and he was never far from their thoughts.
Jessica was at her brand new home cuddled up to her husband when she heard noises coming from the attic. She looked up at him concerned and asked, "What's that?"
He tried to hide the anger when he'd heard the noises but tried to mask it as he faced his wife and asked innocently, "What noises, dear?" He decided feigning hearing them might be the way to go. He just hoped he'd stop soon. If not he'd go up there and make sure they did.
They heard a scuffle again and he tried to bite back the anger that was boiling inside of him. "That," Jessica answered.
"I'll just go and see," he smiled kissing her hair. "Why don't you take Jack to the park? Get him used to the area."
"Great idea," she smiled then kissed him softly on the lips. She couldn't believe they'd been married for a week. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world. She'd known him for fifteen years and had always wanted him. At first he seemed to only be interested in her sister but in the last few years he'd turned his interest onto her.
Jack scowled at him. He didn't trust his new uncle as far as he could throw him. He'd only appeared in his life and interested in his aunt about six months after his father had gone missing. He was happy to see his aunt happy and she didn't give her heart easy but he still didn't trust him. Behind her back he kept telling him he was his dad but he knew his real dad was. He missed him so much and hoped he'd get to see him again.
Daniel smiled watching them leave and headed up to the attic. He narrowed his eyes when he saw the man at the other end of the attic but smiled that he was still chained to the wall. He smiled even more when he realised no-one would recognise him now. After three years he believed they'd even given up looking. To everyone's knowledge he'd disappeared of the face of the earth. He'd made sure of it.
He went over to him and pulled out the gag he'd put in just before Jessica and Jack had arrived. Aaron glared back at him, "They will find me."
"After three years I doubt they even remember you," he answered grabbing his arm.
"Don't underestimate my team or my son," he growled narrowing his eyes at him struggling to get his arm free.
"Oh Aaron, how many times do I have to tell you he's my son."
"He'll never be your son," he shouted as Daniel brought out the syringe.
"Didn't Haley ever tell you he was never yours to begin with," he replied stabbing the syringe into his arm once again.
He glared at him as Daniel smacked him in the face once again. He took him out of the chains and he found once again he couldn't fight him back but no matter what he did he wouldn't break his spirit. That was all he had left and the memories of his son and the man he loved.
He kicked him over then took off his own trousers and lowered his boxers. He then took down Aaron's boxers while he tried to crawl away. He placed his hands firmly on Aaron's sides and forced himself into him while he moaned in pain once again. He could feel the tears in his eyes as for the hundredth time Daniel took pleasure from his body.
When his muscles gave out Daniel grabbed Aaron's hair that had grown out over the three years and carried on riding his manhood into him while he tried to keep the tears inside. He wouldn't let him see how broken he already felt. He vowed to himself every night for Spencer and Jack he'd never let him break his spirit no matter how many years it took for his team to find him.
"I will break you, Aaron, and you will pay. I've already stolen your family. It's only a matter of time before I break you," he said firmly getting off him.
"You'll never steal my son from me," Aaron shouted back feeling his body weaken again.
"Oh Aaron, wake up," he answered kicking him in the side. "He was never yours to begin with." He kicked him again then left the attic upon hearing the front door go again as Aaron sunk into the floor in pain.
One day he cried into the floor one day his team would find him. But how much longer could he hold on? These rapes and attacks had become almost daily and after three years his muscles had weakened.
He hated to admit it to himself but in his weakened state Daniel had even planted the seeds of doubt. He still remembered the affair Haley had had near the end of their marriage. He'd been so heartbroken he'd never asked any questions. Now he wished he had as it would end all this doubt but surely Jack was his. He had to be.
