It was later the next day when Reid realized he didn't know if Richard would take Morgan to the hospital or not. Luckily, Morgan's injuries were not serious; so it was a non-issue. The hospital, however, would give them a chance to call for help. If they decide to try and risk escaping again.

"How are you feeling?" Reid asked Morgan, taking his temperature. He signed, Morgan's fever was 99 degrees. Great. They actually would need the hospital soon.

"Like shit," Morgan muttered hoarsely. He could barely look Reid in the eye. Reid sighed, Richard had been brutal to both of them this morning. He'd beaten Reid with his belt, and he'd done God knows what to Morgan. They were still paying the consequences of their escape.

"Did he give you any drugs?"

Morgan did not answer but instead let out a grunt.

"Morgan, I need to know."

"Yes," Morgan whispered. "I don't know what they are."

Reid sighed. Richard had a fascination with drugging them both with random things to see how they responded. He preferred physical punishment with Reid and mental torment with Morgan.

"I was thinking—"

"No, Reid, no," Morgan whispered. Both knew the unsub was home. Richard was a CEO for a high-up company – that's what Reid suspected. They both enjoyed the time when he was gone. "We can't escape again, baby, I lied. I… I never should have suggested the idea in the first place."

Reid coughed, "I was thinking you should drink some water, Morgan."

"Oh," Morgan said, his voice dropping. He tried to sit up, propping himself against the bed. He opened one eye, then the other. "You're hurt," he said.

"I'm fine, I showered." Reid didn't say anything more than that.

"He still thinks you're his husband."

"Yes. He does. He has court paperwork for all of this, and it looks legit. Even if—"

"No," Morgan said. "We're his now. You know that."

Reid sighed, wondering what had happened last night with Morgan and the unsub. "What did he do?"

"Reid, don't-"

"We don't keep secrets from each other."

"What happened to you last night?" Morgan shot back, leaning back against the wall. "Have you eaten?"

Reid looked away, "Yes," he mumbled. "Have you?"

"No, but I'll be fine. Would you like to know what happened?"

"Yes," Reid said. They always shared. They fought about it, but they always shared. It was the only way they were not mentally broken. Reid knew if Morgan hadn't been here, he'd have died a long time ago, by his own hand.

"He tried to convince me to kill myself, and…" Morgan's voice trailed off as he finished what he was saying, "I said no."

Reid wrapped his arm around Morgan's. "I'm glad you're still here."

Morgan shot him a look. "I'm glad you're still here, too." He lowered his voice, "I had an idea…"

It was early morning when Hotch walked into the pit, holding the coffee. "Good morning Garcia, Prentiss. What's up?" he asked.

"Gideon is on the way," Garcia said. "All we know is that they're alive."

"They're?" he asked, sleepily. He hadn't paid much attention to the phone call, only knowing that he'd been needed as soon as possible.

"Reid and Morgan. Prentiss got a call from Morgan at 3am this morning. They're alive – we know that. He used a codeword, so we know it's him. We sent the local police, who haven't been able to find him, so we've contacted the unit leader, who gave us permission to use team resources for this. Gideon is traveling separately, but stopping at the office first."

"How far away are they?"

"Don't know. We traced the call to a town in the middle of nowhere – like, actually in the mountains. I just hope that we're able to find them. Morgan mentioned the name Richard and said that he was wealthy."

"We have a recording of the call," Prentiss said, flicking on her phone. "I knew there was a reason I never changed my number." She hit play.

"Prentis, it's Morgan. I'm alive. Reid's alive. Codeword Magic. We… we need your help. We were abducted by a man named Richard. I don't know where we are. I – I have to go, I see him. Find us, please." The phone disconnected.

Hotch swallowed, they were alive. They were alive. They had a lead. "Do we have a town?"

"We have coordinates. We're headed there now," Prentiss said as Gideon came up. "The others are meeting us there."

Morgan looked over at Reid, resting against the wall. "I made it to a phone," he said as Reid put a washcloth on Morgan's eye.

"Oh?" They were in an entirely new place.

"Yeah," Morgan whispered. Even though they'd checked it for bugs, they dared not speak loudly. "I got a phone. Prentiss' number was still active. He slipped up big time this time."

"And you paid for it," Reid winced. "Morgan…"

"It was worth it," Morgan whispered. "Even if I die-"

Reid clutched Morgan's hand, "You're not dying."

"Even if I die," Morgan repeated, "The important thing is that you are found. He's going to put me in the hospital again, Reid – he's making arrangements now."

Reid winced. The last time Morgan had been in the hospital Morgan had almost died. "Morgan…"

"I know," Morgan whispered wearily. "I won't try to die this time. I know the rules."

Reid ran his fingers over Morgan's face. "We'll stick together."

Morgan let out a loose laugh. "You think he'll let you be there while they give me a sponge bath?"

Reid rinsed out their single rag and ran it through more water, dragging it over Morgan's bloody arm. "We need to get you cleaned up."

"Can't you do that at the hospital? Did he hurt you, too?"

"You know he did."

"Sorry," Morgan responded.

"It's fine. Nothing I've not been through before. It's important that the team knows we're alive."

"Yes," Morgan nodded. "That's true. Ow, Reid…"

"Press down," Reid snapped. "You're not dying on me yet."

Morgan let out a sigh, "That's not the plan, anyway."

"You think they'll find us?" Reid asked, lowering his voice to a whisper.

"I don't know," Morgan admitted, his voice dropping as a tear slipped out his face, the first time he'd cried in a year. Reid brushed it away. "I don't know, Reid. I don't know."

Richard stepped downstairs, looking at both of them. "You know the rules, Morgan. You called them, now Reid must be punished."

Morgan struggled to set up, "Haven't you punished him enough? Please, punish me."

"Don't make me shoot you again," Richard said, "Because I'll shoot you both, I swear to God. Get up. We're moving. NOW!" He shoved Reid into the corner while grabbing Morgan by his arm. "HURRY UP!"

Reid shot Morgan a look. Richard seemed more unstable than ever; how were they ever going to be free? Maybe they could be dead instead. Maybe that would be better.

Please review - I'd love to know your thoughts. What do you think the unsub will do to Reid/Morgan?