Still editing all the chapters! Hope you stick around to re-read them! the plot its still the same, I'm just making things more realistic, or work in a different way for something later in the story!
Reid could barely sleep last night...No scratch that, he didn't sleep at all. Instead, he sat on his couch, clutching his phone, praying that Alice had just fallen asleep without texting him. He sent about 10 messages when he got home, seeing as how she didn't text him. Then he sent a couple more every half-hour, with no reply to any of them. so when six a.m rolled around he wasted no time getting to his car.
He pulled out of his parking space with incredible speed and it took all his strength to go the speed limit as he made his way to Alice's house.
As he pulled onto her street, his heart constricted as he caught sight of her house. Alice's car was nowhere in sight.
Spencer made quick work of getting out of his car, and he ran to the front door. The door was still locked, and there didn't seem to be signs of forced entry.
Reid walked away from the door in a daze and pulled out his phone, dialing Hotch's number.
Alice groaned as she felt the throbbing in her head flare. She peaked her eyes opened and took in her surroundings. She was lying on a cold, hard floor, her hands tied in a rope behind her. By the looks of the walls, she was in a basement. There was a locked cabinet on the wall, and chains were opposite that wall. Her blood ran cold at the sight.
She felt her phone buzzing but she couldn't reach it. The night before, she'd tucked it into her bra, seeing as how it wasn't ideal to bring a purse with you to a bar filled with people.
Alice threw herself up into a sitting position, and began wiggling around, trying to move her phone to make it fall on the floor, where she could press the dial button.
She suddenly stopped, and her eyes snapped to the door as she heard it creak open. A man stepped through, his black boots clomping on the hard floor. Alice gasped when she saw his face. It was the man who was flirting with her in the bar. She'd never forget those eyes.
His dark, shaggy hair was falling in his black, malicious eyes, and his red lips were pulled into a haunting smirk. He flexed his muscles as he moved closer to Alice, and she pressed herself back against the wall.
"Hello there, Little Alice." he said, standing in front of her. She looked anywhere but his face and she heard him growl.
The man walked forward and back handed her. He then grabbed her chin roughly and forced her to look him in his hateful eyes. "You will look at me when I'm talking to you." he growled and his hand tightened on her chin.
Alice's eyes pricked with tears but she swallowed them back and glared up at the dark eyed man. "What do you want?" she hissed at him.
Alice's captor clucked his teeth. "Ah, ah! I'd watch my tongue if I were you...You'll make everything much worse." he gave a dark chuckle and ran his fingers across her cheek.
Alice jerked her head away from his fingers and glared at him. "Don't. Touch. Me."
The dark eyed man growled again and wrapped his hand around Alice's neck. He lifted her head and slammed it hard into the wall. "What did I warn you about?" he snarled in her face, then smiled maliciously as he saw the tears streaming down her cheeks.
Alice watched as her vision swam in and out, black spots appearing in the place of her captor's face. "W-what do y-you w-want?" her voice quivered.
The man roughly grabbed her jaw again and pulled her face towards his. He forced his mouth down on hers in a harsh kiss. Alice's eyes widened and she attempted to move herself away from him. His hold tightened on her jaw as he forced her lips open and continued his assault on her mouth. Before he pulled away, he bit Alice's lip, drawing blood and a cry from her.
"You." he snarled in her face with a malicous glint in his dark eyes. A wide smirk crawled across his features and he dropped her to the floor.
"I'll be back later. That's when the fun begins." Alice watched as his black boots clomped back across the floor to the door.
The door slammed closed and Alice let a tear travel down her cheek and it landed on the floor.
"Spencer...Spencer please help me." she whispered to herself and broke down into tears.
Reid was sitting on the curb outside Alice's house, his head in his hands and his phone lay on the curb beside him, forgotten.
His head snapped up as he heard several cars approaching and he jumped off the curb. As soon as Hotch stepped out of his car, Reid was in his face shouting facts at him about Alice.
"Alice Alexavia Joys, 25 years old. Moved to Quantico from Las Veags 5 years ago-" He babbled on.
"Reid..REID!" Hotch shouted grabbing the top of his shoulders. "Calm down...We'll find her. I promise." Spencer sighed and he ran a hand through his messy hair.
"I'm sorry..It's just that...I just got her back,and I've already lost her..." he looked down helplessly.
Hotch wasn't sure what to do, so he squeezed his shoulder in a some-what comforting fashion. "We'll find her."
Morgan had made his way over to where they were standing and his face had a look of rage thrown across it. "I'm going to find the son of a bitch who did this and pound his face in."
Reid scowled at him and clenched his fists. "Not before I do."
At that very moment, JJ rushed over and pulled Spencer into a comfoting and most welcome hug. "I'm so sorry, Spence. We'll find her. And she's strong...She'll make it through this."
Reid slowly shook his head, a sad smile on his face. "She is strong...She's already been through so much though...Most kidapping victims go through some form of torture. Whether it be physical or emotional. She's already spent most of her life in that type of enviornment." Reid explained tugging at his hair now with both hands.
"What do you mean?" Agent Prentiss asked, confused.
Reid sighed. "She was abused by her father for most of her life." he stated simply, shoving his hands deep in his pockets.
"She, uhh, she certainly doesn't act like she was." Rossi said, surprised.
Reid nodded slowly. "She's tried to surpress most of the memories...Last night when she was crying, the song she sang reminded her of him. Alice didn't tell me until we were in college. I tried so hard to protect her after that..." he muttered the end to himself. JJ gave his hand a squeeze and she looked at him with soft eyes.
"Come on, let's look around inside." Rossi said and began walking towards the front door.
The team followed Rossi as he walked up to the locked door. Reid sighed and grabbed the spare key under the potter plant by the door.
"The Unsub might have used that to get in the house." Hotch pointed out as Reid unlocked the door.
"It's possible. She always forgot her house key inside, so she made sure to keep one out here so she didn't get locked out." his eyes glazed over and a small smile spread across his face.
The team entered the house and began inspecting. Specer took the liberty of checking her room, while JJ and Emily did the rest of the second floor. Hotch, Rossi, and Morgan were checking downstairs.
Reid pushed the door open to Alice's room, entered and quickly closed it after him. He took a deep breath; Her room smelt just like her perfume. Reid glanced around the room and smiled softly. It was all in soft tones, warm and welcoming. He made his way to her bed and sat on the edge, looking at the photo on the side table.
It was a picture of them from two weeks ago. Reid had visited her at her daycare, as a surprise. In the picture, Alice was wearing a white sundress, and her hair was pulled into a bun on top of her head. Little purple flowers were placed randomly through out it, the work of one of her children. Spencer had his arm around her, and they were both smiling at the camera.
He picked up the picture and ran his fingers over it, his eyes prinking with tears.
"Oh, Alice...I'm so sorry...This is all my fault." he said, his throat thick with tears. They spilt over his cheek and he put the picture back on the table. He stood up from the bed and made his way to her desk, where her laptop sat. He picked it up and placed it on the bed. Garcia would have to go through it for any information.
The door opened suddenly and Spencer jumped and turned around. Morgan walked in the room, stopping when he saw Reid. "Hey, I'm sorry man." he turned to leave. "It's fine, Morgan. I was just leaving. I have her laptop for Garcia to look at." he pointed to it on the bed and Morgan picked it up.
"We're all packing up to leave...There wasn't anything here out of the ordinary." Reid nodded solemnly and followed Morgan out the door.
As the team bustled into the conference room, Garcia burst through the door with a teary look on her face.
"Garcia! W-what..." Reid stood up from his chair.
Penelope opened then closed her mouth not finding the right words. She thought for a minute and looked directly at Reid. "I think you guys need to see this." she turned on her heel and walked back the way she had come.
Reid practically ran out of the conference room and to Penelope's computer technology lab, where she was staring at one screen in particluar.
Spencer walked closer and pulled up a chair beside Garcia. She slid over just a little bit and Reid looked closer at the screen.
A girl was lying the in the corner of a room,her head leaning on the floor, her eyes half open, half closed. She seemed to be whispering to herself, and wiggling around.
"Alice." Spencer whispered, leaning closer to the screen. Everyone in the room jumped as a door slammed open. They all turned their heads towards the door in the rom, but it was still closed. Their heads turned back to the screen, and they saw that Alice was now sitting up, wide eyed, and pushing herself back against the wall.
"Ready to have some fun?" a dark voice called out, and it rang around the room.
Alice squeeked and snapped her eyes shut, and turned her head away from the man approaching her.
"Garcia! See if you can trace where the video is coming from!" Hotch ordered and Garcia let out a sound of anguish.
"I've already tried everything. I can't get a read on it." she started viciously typing. "He's re-routing the IP adress every 5 seconds." her face was flustered.
"Well try again!" Reid snapped at her, his eyes focused on the screen in front of him.
The man had reached Alice, and he sneered down at her. "Ready to play?" Alice kept her eyes shut, and her head still faced away from him.
The man growled and roughly grabbed her neck again.
"ALICE!" Reid called out, his voice cracking and thick with tears. It tore at his team's hearts, as they continued watching the screen.
"WHAT DID I SAY?! LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M SPEAKING TO YOU!" he screamed and pushed her against the wall. Her feet dangled off the ground and she made a choking sound.
"S-s-so-sorry!" Alice gasped out as he released her and she fell at his feet. The dark haired man kicked her in the stomach and she gave a cry.
"Stand up!" he demanded. Alice glanced up at him, tears running down her cheeks as she shook. She pushed herself off the ground and swayed shakily in her place.
"I'd have a few people I'd like you to say hi to." A malicious smile appeared on his face. He grabbed her elbow and dragged her to the other end of the room, where a camera sat.
Reid clenched his fist as the man's face came into view. Morgan was swearing under his breath, and JJ, Garcia and Prentiss were shaking slightly. Rossi and Hotch's jaws were mashed tightly together, and they stared at the screen with hard, penetrating eyes.
"Say hi to Spencer Reid and his little team of crime fighters."
This chapter wasn't too graphic, but more graphic than I've ever written! Leave a comment and let me know what you think! (:
