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Reid's breathing quickened. Whatever he had to do, he had to protect Jack, no matter what.

Jack couldn't stop crying. He felt sick at the terror the kid must be feeling. He wanted to say everything was going to work out all right, but he didn't know that.

The man's face looked regular. Brown hair, brown eyes. A normal face. But then he smiled and he suddenly became...different...almost evil. He loomed towards Jack who started wihimpering.

"So You're Agent Hotchner's son," he chuckled.

Reid's knuckles tightened. No matter what.

"Hey!"He suddenly dared to speak. The man paused. Jack stared at him, terrified. "Why don't you try terrorize someone your own size? Or are you too much of a coward for a real confrontation?"

The man turned.

"What are you trying to pull?"

"I'm just thinking that only a coward would try and scare a kid like that."

"I'd suggest you shut your mouth," the man growled.

"Or what?" Reid challenged the captor with his eyes. He just had to keep him distracted, not focused on Jack. He can do whatever he wanted to Reid...just as long as Jack was left alone.

The man stared at him,

"Yeah," Reid said tauntingly. "That's what I thought. You're nothing but a coward."

The man struck Reid then, causing Jack to cry out in fear.

Good. They were finally there. Reid wanted this, wanted him to take his aggresion out on him and not the boy.

He could take it.

The blows continued while Jack was sobbing in the corner.

Reid hated hearing the kid cry but it was better than him getting hurt.

"I'll teach you to call me a coward," the man growled, the blows getting harder.

Reid's breathing quickened. This was starting to remind him of Tobais. Suddenly the man untied his hands and then tied them to the arm rests. Reid couldn't stop shaking.

"I'll teach you..."

Reid's eyes got wide when he saw a knife.

But he couldn't beg...if he begged he might turn to Jack to finish off his anger...He had to endure this...for Jack.

He bit his lips, tears rolling down his cheeks as the man grabbed a finger. He shook his head towards Hotch's son, letting him know he wasn't to speak. Jack was too busy crying to speak.

Reid screamed when the knife took off a finger.

The blood trickled to the floor. Jack screamed too, at the same time.

"Teach you to call me a coward," the man muttered and left Reid sobbing over the loss of his finger, and leaving the child even more terrified than he was before...

He had lost a finger, yes...but at least Jack was still left unharmed.

He just had to endure it, is all. Endure it for Jack. Endure it for Hotch..After all it was better him than Jack.

Hotch stared at a picture of Jack in Jack's room. He sat on Jack's bed.

When was the last time he tucked Jack in?

When was the last time he spoke to Reid?

Now Reid was missing too. The team searched everywhere for him. It looked like a struggle went on in his apartment.

Someone had obviously taken him. Was he with Jack?

Was it selfish of Hotch to be relieved at the idea of Jack not being alone? But hating the idea of Reid being taken again?

God things were so confusing.

Rossi knocked on his door.

"How are you doing?" His voice was gentle.

Hotch shrugged as he laid on Jack's bed.

"My son is missing and so is Reid. How do you think I'm doing?"

Rossi lasped into silence.

"If Reid's with Jack he might be able to protect your son," Ross told him.

"That's not exactly fair to Reid, now is it?"

"No it's not," Rossi agreed.

Hotch sighed.

"I just want them both back."

"I know you do."

Hotch swallowed and looked around his son's room.

"Being in his room made me realize how little I know about my own son." He picked up aan old transformers toy. "I didn't even know he liked Transoformers."

Rossi smiled.

"You're not a bad father, Hotch. You at least want to be there, and you care about your child. You would die for him. That's more than a lot of fathers."

Hotch shook his head.

"It's not good enough." He stared at Rossi. "When this is over I'm going to have to spend more time with him. Learn more about him. I'm going to have to change ...this. I can't feel like he's a stranger to me anymore...I just can't."

And as he left Rossi sighed and closed his eyes.

"Oh Jack," he whispered softly. "I just hope to God you know how much your father loves you."