Serial killers kill for the power and control they experience during the murders and for the added ego boost they get in the aftermath from community fears, media coverage, and the police investigations. - Pat Brown

Reid didn't see Emilie for three days.

He could hear her, upstairs. He could also hear Corey.

Corey was the one who came down to him and gave him something to eat. Mainly soup.

Corey was very, very violent at times .Reid spent his time wondering what Morgan was doing to help. The muffled voices coming from upstairs got louder, until he heard a bang and the sound of a door slamming. It was silent, when the door of the basement swung open and Emilie came running down.

"Spencer?"

"Emilie, you're okay," Reid noted, seeing her eye was getting better. "What made him so mad now?"

Reid had noticed Corey would have violent outbursts, and from what he had seen when Corey would come down to the basement, he had a very big ego.

However, Emilie was not very confident.

"I-I knocked over a can of soup, your soup. I asked him if we could give you something else instead of soup, we always give them soup," she said quickly.

"Them?" Reid asked, clearing his throat.

Emilie froze, and then nodded. Biting her lip, she looked back up at the ceiling before looking at Reid.

"You're not the first to be down here Spence," she murmured.

Reid didn't let his panic show, knowing Emilie would pick up on it.

She wore a large blue shirt, probably Corey's. She was nervously picking at a string that was coming undone on her black leggings. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun and her fringe flopped across her forehead, and if Reid didn't know her he'd think she was just your average kid, just more beautiful.

"How many have been here before me?"

"About seven. I've talked to them before when Corey was out. Three women and four men," she said.

"When did he kill last?" Reid asked, noticing she winced at the word 'kill'.

Emilie was his only chance at getting out of here, even if she was too afraid of Corey to say anything to the police, he could try and convince her.

"Four weeks ago. He said he'd stop, but then he saw you in the parking lot and decided to keep going. He can't help it Reid," Emilie said.

"But you can Emilie!" Reid protested.

"I told you already Spence, Corey would kill the both of us," Emilie said, taking a step back.

Reid pushed forward, ignoring the pain it caused his wrist from the chains. He had to try and show Emilie that she would be completely safe if she called Morgan or Gracia.

"Emilie, when Corey…brought me here," Reid started, using as calm a voice as he could muster. "Did he take my phone?"

"Cor said we didn't need it, and smashed it up," Emilie told him.

"Do you have a phone?"

"Yeah…But I can't call the police Reid," Emilie frowned, biting her lip again. "If I did Corey would just kill us both before they got here."

"If you didn't tell him, he wouldn't know Emilie, you can do it now," Reid said calmly.

Emilie hesitated. Reid was silently praying in his mind that she would relent and call Morgan, Hotch, JJ, anyone!

"B-But he'd know. Corey is really smart, Reid. He's been watching me carefully lately, he'll know."

Reid cursed in his mind, thinking of another way to get a shy person like Emilie to call Morgan.

"Emilie, have you seen the news lately?"

"Yes, actually. That JJ girl you spoke about is on it a lot lately, showing pictures of you. Corey said if he gets caught, it makes me guilty too."

"You're not guilty Em, you did nothing wrong."

"He said I did, Reid."

Emilie seemed to believe everything Corey told her, and Reid figured this was because he had been the only person in Emilie's life.

"Does anyone else live here Emilie?" Reid inquired.

"Nah, just me and Corey."

They sat in silence, with the sound of Reid's chains clinking every once in a while.

Emilie seemed deep in thought, and didn't even hear the sound of a door opening.

"Emilie," Reid hissed, "Go!"

"Reid," she murmured. "I think I'll help you."

"What? Emilie, you have to go before Corey finds you!" Reid hissed.

"I'll help you get out Reid," she smiled.

And she left Reid lying by himself, alone in the basement.