Chapter 2: Spiv and Danny
One Week Earlier...
Having just delivered the profile, Hotch was with Mandie and Morgan. Going to the victim's houses, and going through their stuff, looking for anything. Mandie climbed the stairs as Morgan and Hotch were searching downstairs. Mandie entered the victim's bedroom to find it bloody and smelled bad. She almost puked, but she held it back. As she entered the room, she looked around. It was a total mess, the bed was soaked in blood, blood sprays on the wall, chairs tossed, the desk wiped out. She carefully made her way over to the desk to look if she had any family. She picked up a picture of her and her co-workers. They were apparently at their annual luncheon. She set it back down and picked up a picture of her and her family. Her husband had his arms wrapped around her waist. Their three daughters were playing with bubbles and such. Mandie smiled and set it back down. She looked around the room and sighed. She was KILLED in her own home. After being raped and tortured somewhere else, he bothered to bring her home when no one was there. Then he killed her. She was fighting for the sake of her and her family's life.
Downstairs Morgan was in the family room. Toys, games, TV, everything was there. It was a perfect american family home. He looked for any thing to say that the kids were home at the time of the murder. Nothing. "How does he know when everyone is at work and school to come here to finish off Eva?" he asked. Hotch looked up and as he put down another family photo. "Maybe, he got lucky? Or he was stalking them for acouple of weeks before the kidnapping." he said. Morgan looked around, the door wasn't kicked in. When the police arrived, it was open. Nothing not even a trace of blood on the front lawn." Morgan said. "What would you do if you just killed Eva?" Hotch asked coming up to him. "I would, set her onto her bed. Go into the master bathroom. Wash off, grab some of the husbands clothing. Put them on and wash my clothing then put them in the bag I brought into the house. Because I would know I would look like I just killed someone once I stepped onto the lawn." he said. Hotch nodded, "Go back to the police station, look over any thing that would indicate a finger print or a fiber from him. Mandie and I will stick around, once we finish up we can ride with Officer Daniels." Hotch said. Morgan nodded and headed out of the door.
Mandie stepped over some pictures and clothing on the ground. She headed for the bathroom when their unsub stepped out and hit her so hard she fell unconscious. Hotch heard a thud through the ground and he looked up. "Mandie?" he called out. Nothing. "Mandie!" he yelled out as he was going up the stairs. Once he reached the top of the stairs he saw the unsub with Mandie. Stroking her hair he looked up and head a gun to her back. "Go away or stay here and prepare for hell." he warned him. "Step away from the Federal Agent." Hotch warned him. "Spiv!" he yelled out. The submissive male, Spiv (S-Piv), came in and injected Hotch with GHB and tied him. Hotch was trying to fight him off. "Ge...get away form her!" he hissed. Danny ignored him as he started to punch and kick Mandie.
Morgan arrived back at the house, to find Officer Daniels, by the door on the inside, tasered and unconscious. He sensed something was wrong so he took out his gun and and started with the down stairs. "Hotch! Mandie!" he called out. Nothing. He went up stairs and checked everyroom. Then the master bedroom to find their badges on the floor. "DAMN IT!!" he cursed outloud. He picked up the badges and called SSA David Rossi. "Rossi." he said. "They took him, they took Mandie and Hotch." Morgan said. "What?" Rossi stood. "They unsubs, they kidnapped Hotch and Mandie." he repeated. "Stay there, Prentiss, Reid and I are on our way NOW." he spoke and hung up. Morgan looked at their badges again and held them tightly. "We will find you." he swore.
Present Day...
Mandie was asleep, on the ground. Hotch was on the bed. They weren't chained anymore. But now, if they tried to escape, there were dogs and taser guns and arrows. He got up and walked over towards Mandie. He picked her up carefully and set her on the bed. He pulled up the cover and kissed her forehead. He didn't do this to his agents. But as a friend? He would. He was pushing the thoughts of loving Mandie. He sat down on the ground and shifted some. He was wondering where his team was. Of course, tracking the perverts was no walk in the park. He extended his legs out infront of him and folded his arms. He had to have a plan to get out of this hellhole.
Mandie shifted and sat up. "Sir?" she asked Hotch. She looked to her right to find him, asleep on the floor. She bit her lip and pulled the cover off. She walked over towards him and draped if over him. He was sound asleep. Which was a blessing, saving energy for the fight out. Mandie sat on the bed, wondering if this was how Eva felt. Trapped in this room, or one like it. Eva Brown was a fighter, a woman who represented what a woman does. Mandie was among those, she pulled her knees up and clasped her hands together. She prayed to what ever God was there to help her. Once she was finished, Hotch was awake. Staring at her. "Oh, God, Im sorry..Sir." she added Sir. "Please, Mandie, dont call me sir. Call me Aaron or Hotch..Hotch is perferred." he said softly. "Oh..okay..si...Hotch." she smiled weakly. He smiled alittle and got up holding the blanket. "Thought you could use this more." he smiled. He sat down next to her, placing the blanket between them. Kind of like a security blanket. He knew what had happen to her. It was pure hell. He leaned back on the wall, staring into space. "Sir...Hotch? Has this happened to you before?" she asked. He looked over towards her, he shook his head. "Not being held hostage for this long. Let alone, two rapists.." that slipped out accidently. Mandie's heart began to beat rapidly. Her eyes becoming big. "Mandie..I'm.." he tried to speak to her but she held up her hand. "No...not now.." she got off of the bed, heading towards the corner. She sat down and pulled her knees up. Well, I just ruined her day..he thought. He stayed there, not knowing what to do.
Sometime later, morning, evening..he didn't know anymore. He laid on the bed. Mandie hadn't moved, she just sat wide eyed there. Aaron Hotchner, you are screwed..he thought. He decided to stay up that night..or morning. His wounds were healing, some what. The unsubs hadn't come in the room for hours. And Hotch was beginning to think they died, or were captured, or deep thinking. The door opened and Hotch got up. To see that they were both taken. Down the hallway, bloodied, wooded, and smelly. They were thrown into this room. They both knew all too well. The torture room, Hotch stayed close to Mandie. But their captures tore the two apart and put Mandie on the table. Mandie didn't try to get off. "Two weeks, you two are holding up well..lets just see if you can hold up longer.." Danny said and strapped Mandie to the table. Hotch watched in horror as then started to hurt her.