Chapter 2: Welcome to Prison

When JJ came to, she sat up and felt pain shoot through her neck, making her hiss and hold her neck. Getting up she went into the bathroom to see that there was a small puncture wound in her neck, indicating a syringe of some type. Letting her hair drop, she then saw that she was no longer in the clothes she was wearing last night. She was wearing a blue dress, it looked hand sewn and even a little old fashioned even. She smelt freshly washed and her hair was neatly brushed with two strands braided and tied back. Whoever took her had undressed her, bathed her, and then clothed her again. She couldn't help but shudder a little.

Walking out of the bathroom, she found Spencer sleeping on another bed. "Spence?" she called out. He woke up slowly at the sound of his name. Sitting up, he felt a sharp pain in his neck.

"Ow," he muttered, holding his neck.
"Let me look," JJ murmured as she had him remove his hand from his neck to reveal the same puncture wound in his neck.

"Any idea where we are?" he asked.

"No," she replied, letting out a sigh.

Spencer looked at her quizzically. "What are you wearing?" he asked.

"I don't know, I could ask you the same question," she replied, gesturing to his clothes.

Spencer stood up, looking at the shirt and slacks he was wearing. "Hand sewn," he murmured.

"Same here," she agreed.

The genius looked around the room and noticed something else. Walking over to the door, he was expecting it to be locked only to have the doorknob twist and open. The two agents cautiously made their way through when they walked downstairs in a little house. JJ had him stay put before she moved over to the nearest window and looked outside. Just as she was peaking outside, she gasped when the door flew open and Spencer caught her before she fell on the hardwood floor.

Standing in the doorway was a tall burly man with short blond hair that, dark brown nearly black eyes, and he had on a pair of black boots, hand sewn pants, and a hand sewn white button down shirt. "You're needed," he told them.

"Who are you?" JJ demanded as she stood up, helping Spencer up off the floor.

"You will either come with me now or we will drag you there," he answered, his voice gruff.

"We're not going anywhere," JJ told him.

The man glared before he opened the door wider. "They're fighting," he told them. The two agents watched as four more large men came in the room. "Take your pick boys," he stated.

"Go, JJ!" Reid called out as he ran forward, shoving the men with all of his might as JJ ran out of the house.

Looking around, her eyes went wide with what she saw. There was a 50 story wall surrounding the whole area. Glancing behind her, there wasn't even a way to tell which way was to the entrance of the gate. She felt someone grab her around her waist and she let out a shout. "GET OFF!" she shouted, trying to throw the man to the ground when the other man grabbed her legs. She kicked him in the stomach, sending him to his knees and she kicked him in the face.

Grabbing the other man by the arm, she threw him over his shoulder. "SPENCE!" she called out, looking towards the house when she had grabbed the hunting knife that was in his pocket. Turning around, she froze when she saw one of the men holding Spencer by his hair, pressing the knife to his throat.

"Drop the knife, if you want him to live you drop it," the man snapped, "If he dies you'll be matched with someone else so it doesn't matter to us."

Looking at Spencer, she dropped the knife and the two men grabbed her arms again. "I'm sorry," Spencer told her. She shook her head slowly before they were dragged away.

Spencer looked around, it was if he and JJ had stepped through a time machine. There were crops everywhere, the houses all looked around, red bricked with white doors. There weren't any fences, but there were children of all ages, colors, and sizes running after each other laughing as they were playing a game. Women were either hanging up laundry or taking it down, talking with their neighbors.

He didn't see the men, but of course they didn't know the extent of this place they were on. As they were practically dragging him, he tripped and nearly fell. "Get him up," the leader ordered.

JJ heard the man, turning around she saw her friend on the ground. "Stop, leave him alone!" she ordered.

"Just keep her moving," the leader ordered.

They grabbed Spencer by his arms, pulling him up off the ground and they kept walking.

The walk felt like miles, and JJ couldn't see an end to this property they were on. They were pulled into what was probably the largest building from what they could tell. "Tell the Father we're here," the man told her.

"The Father?" JJ asked.

"The Father, he takes care of us all," the leader replied.

"You know the rules," the clerk behind the desk told him.

Even the clerk didn't even have a working computer, the two agents saw about twenty filing cabinets behind her as the men placed their knives on the tables. She took the weapons, placing them into a drawer in her desk before she got up and disappeared through a large mahogany door. When she came out, she had the door pushed open. "He is ready," she told them.

JJ reached over, gripping her friend's hand tightly as they were lead through the doors. The room was filled with matching filing cabinets that the clerk had. There were books all around the room, but just like everything else, no phone and no computer. The chair behind the large oak desk turned around and revealed a man who was smirking.

He had black hair that seemed to be graying and piercing blue eyes. He had on a business suit and just seemed to smirk with what JJ could only describe as a 'Jack Nicholson' sneer. "Welcome Dr. Reid and Miss Jareau please, have a seat," he told them. They sat down in the large leather chairs in front of the desk. The man looked to see the bruises forming on Spencer's face. "And what happened here?" he asked.

"They were trying to cause some problems," the leader answered.

"Matthew, I told you not to harm them," the man snapped.

The man they learned was Matthew quickly got down on his knees as if he were a child being scolded. "Father, forgive me," he insisted, "We were only trying to follow your orders to bring them to you." The man was silent and JJ felt a chill go up her spine to see a certain glint in his eye.

"You are forgiven, Matthew. Remember, Miss Jareau and Dr. Reid are your new sister and brother, treat them as such," he ordered.

"Yes," Matthew replied before standing up.

JJ swallowed as the man left the room and the man behind the desk just stared at the two of them. "Where are we?" JJ demanded. The man just chuckled at the agent's question.

"Nothing for you to fear, sweet Jennifer," He answered.

"You seem to have your men to follow your every word," Spencer commented.

The man looked toward the injured young man in front of him. "This simply cannot due," he murmured getting up, "You two must be perfect."

"Perfect?" JJ asked, "Perfect for what?"

Instead of answering, he walked over and opened the door. "Claire, please come in and take care of Dr. Reid's injuries," he instructed. The clerk came in with a first aid kit and she started tending to the injuries on Spencer's face. "Now, we can get down to business," he commented.

"What business?" JJ answered.

"You two are here because you have been chosen," he told them simply.

"Chosen? For what?" she asked.

The man just smirked as he stood up and strode towards the window. "For now the gates will be locked, but you two will understand that this is your home now. You will live here, you will be provided with linens to make your own clothing. You will be married here, your children will be raised here," he answered.

"We're not going to be part of your colony of drones," JJ answered.

The man looked at her offended. "My dear, sweet Jennifer, this is not a colony of drones," he told her, "This is a colony of peace and harmony."

"I can see that," she said sarcastically, gesturing to Spencer's face.

"Not everything is perfect, my dear. I assure you that will not happen again," he answered.

Spencer looked at her once the woman finished cleaning the blood from his face. "That'll be all, Claire," he told her. She took the first aid kit and left the office.

"What do you want from us?" JJ demanded.

"Your full cooperation," he answered.

"No," she said simply.

"Well that's a shame, whether you like it or not there is no way out of here. We have a gate surrounding a thousand acres of land. A fifty story wall to protect you innocent children from the dangers outside," he explained.

The two agents looked at each other when JJ reached over, gripping his hand tightly. "I assure you, Jennifer. You will grow to love here, many of the children who come here have no desire to be here, but after a while this becomes the only home they know," he explained. He gave the blond woman a smirk before walking over and stoked her hair lightly. She jerked her head away, giving him a glare. He chuckled lightly. "No matter," he told her. He made his way over to the door, opening it. "Matthew, bring them back now," he ordered. The four men came back in the room. "You were simply brought to me for me to give you a proper welcome. Well, welcome to your new home, Jennifer and Spencer," he finished before the men grabbed their arms, leading them from the office.