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WARNING: The characters will be OC. Also, I´m not a doctor or a profiler so I can´t be sure about the medical or profiling fact of the story. I did try my best though. Hope you´ll enjoy the story. Read and review.

So we start where we left. Enjoy the story and remember to review.

Chapter one

Aaron Hotchner stared at the young doctor standing in front of him wearing the traditional white doctors coat and a black suit under it with a blue shirt on. Her dark hair was pulled back in a bun with a few stray hairs hanging loosely around her face. "I didn´t know you worked here," he said, giving her the half smile that won the heart of her cousin. Freya gave him a short smile and a quick hug. A cough made them aware of the nurse and the police officer who both seemed confused. "I´m sorry," Freya said. "I´m Dr. Summers," she introduced to the officer who just nodded. "You can´t see the victim right now. She´s showering which reminds me, Carla could you please find some soap and some clean clothes for her?" the nurse nodded and left after giving the officer an angry glare.

"What we you doing, officer?" Hotch asked, voice calm but stern. He wasn´t pleased with the display he just saw and hoped it was a one timer. "I-I was just trying to check out the girl and get her statement for you, sir," he stuttered. "We prefer to do the interviews our self," Hotch noted and the officer blushed. "I´m sorry, sir. I didn´t know," Hotch nodded. "It´s okay. I´ll see you back at the station." It was a clear message for him to leave and the police officer rushed out.

"Now," Hotch turned to Freya again. "You are her doctor?" it wasn´t a question as much as a conclusion and Freya agreed. "Yes, I was assigned to her case." She frowned. "Not that I´m not happy to see you Hotch, but why are you here?" Her face suddenly got a look of horror on it and she gasped. "Oh God. Is it JJ? Has something happen to my cousin?" Hotch chuckled as he realized how much Freya did look like JJ even if they weren´t blood related. "Stop Freya," he placed a comforting hand on her arm. "JJ isn´t hurt. She and the rest of the team is setting up at the station. Emily is the only one here besides me and she is trying to find you." Freya relaxed and gave him a weak smile. "I´m a little on edge these days," she explained.

They were disturbed as Emily Prentiss, a close friend, came rushing up towards Hotch. "Hotch," her face was smiling broadly. "You´ll never guess who´s the doctor." Hotch´s was stoic as very and Freya couldn´t help but smile as she thought to herself: "Note to self: Never play poker with Hotch."

"It´s Freya," Hotch stated calmly and the smile faded. "How did you know," Emily muttered and Freya stepped forward. "Because he met me," she stated as a matter of fact. Emily smiled widely at her friend giving her a hug. "So good to see you," she said. "You too, Em. You too," was the whispered reply. "So, what can you tell us," Hotch asked and Freya´s face turned serious. "It´s bad, Hotch," she said before narrowing her eyes slightly. "Why are you two here? Who called you?"

"The police did," Hotch began explaining. "The victim told the doctor who examined her first about other girls where she was. She didn´t want to say more but she told her there was other girls so the police called JJ and she decided to come." Freya nodded. It made sense. "Well, I haven´t talked to her much but I examined her body." She shook her head. "She was several burns. Some older than others. Multiple cuts that I need to stitch and some wounds I need to clean and look after. She has been sexually assaulted both anal and vaginally." Hotch´s face turned cold as Freya explained the girl´s injuries. "She has a sprained ankle from when she escaped but all her wounds will heal. I´m more concerned about the girl´s state of mind."

The nurse came back then with towels, soap and some new clothes. "Here you go doctor," she said and Freya smiled in return. "Thanks. I´ll need local anesthetic, suture later," she said and the nurse nodded. "Okay, Hotch I think it would be best if you waited out here. She hasn´t seen a man since and I don´t think she could handle it right now." He nodded. "I´ll call the others and get them to find her family." The women waved as they entered the room.

A whimpering sound reached her eyes and Freya tensed. Besides her Prentiss drew her gun and the two of them approached the noise, quietly. "FBI, identify yourself," Emily called and a small voice answered. "Oh no, I´m sorry! I didn´t mean it. I´m so sorry. Please don´t hurt me!" Freya knew that voice. "Jessica!" she cried as she jumped out so the girl could see them. Jessica was curled up in a corner, hiding the best she could, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Oh Jessica," Freya whispered as she slowly approached the weeping girl. Slowly she placed her arms around the girl, gently leading her towards the bed. Emily stepped aside letting Freya lead Jessica to the bed where she helped the girl get dressed and into bed.

"Jessica," her voice was quiet so she wouldn´t scare the girl more than she had too. She hated the fact that she would have to make her remember everything she went through. "Jessica," she repeated. "This is my friend Emily. She´s from the FBI and she is here to help us," Freya was careful to make it seem like they were in it together so Jessica wouldn´t think she would leave her alone.

Emily slowly stepped up to the girl, extending her hand and placing it on her shoulder. "Hi Jessica. My name is Emily and I´m friends with Dr. Summers, Freya?" her voice formed the sentence as a question to make sure she would get a reply this time. Slowly the girl lifted her face and looked at Emily. Her blue eyes were scared and held a lot of unfinished tears. Her now dark blond hair was dripping and all the could muster was the ghost of a smile. "H-Hi," she muttered looking down. "Jessica, could I maybe ask you some questions?" The answer was so quiet that Prentiss almost didn´t get it. "Yeah, but" Jessica looked insecure. "Could Dr. Summers maybe stay here?" Emily smiled at the frightened girl. "Of course, she can." Jessica nodded and sat up. Emily sat down on a chair in the corner which the dragged forward and Freya leaned against the wall.

"Jessica, the police told us you said there was other girls where you were?" Emily made sure her question was asked gentle but still firm. The girl nodded. "How many?" Jessica shrugged. "I don´t know," her voice was quiet. "I-I only saw one of them but I know there was more."

"How? How did you know that?"

"I-I," she stuttered and a light blush entered her cheeks. "Sometimes h-he made u-us d-do stuff t-together."

"Stuff?" Jessica bit her lip, tears beginning to well up. She didn´t want to say it and the doctor gave her a small smile. "It´s okay, Jessica. It´s okay." Freya pushed herself off the wall and sat down on the bed taking her hand.

"Jessica," the girl looked at Emily. "I´m so sorry that I have to ask you about this but I have to know everything that happened since you were taken."

Jessica took a deep breath and began to tell about the horrors she had experienced.

"The night was warm for a night in Washington DC, 17 year old Jessica Wills thought to herself as she wandered down the street from her college. She was a freshmen and got lucky when she moved there from California. She had a one-man-room in a dorm and her neighbors weren´t loud people. All in all, life was good to her.

The newspaper read 18th of September, she noticed as she went by a pack of one of the free papers as she walked through a park. The street lights were shinning brightly and a late butterfly flew past her, making her smile. She really liked butterflies.

Suddenly steps sounded behind her and an uneasy feeling settled in the back of her neck. Jessica felt like someone was watching her so she turned scanning the park for people but no one was there. Shrugging she walked on. Jason Morris had smiled at her in class today. He was the hottie on campus and every girl dreamed of him. She secretly hoped he would ask her to the upcoming dance.

Her thoughts were miles away so she didn´t see the man coming from behind her. He grabbed her around the waist, securing her arms so she couldn´t fight and placed a cloth over her mouth. She opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out. The cloth smelled funny and soon she drifted into darkness.

When she came to she was lying in a small cold cell. It was a small bed out of wood with a thin madras on it. Even had a pillow and some sheets. There was a chair and in it a man sat. She couldn´t see his face since it was hid in the dark but he was wearing a nice suit. "W-where am I? What do you want? Who are you?" the questions flew from her mouth as she felt the tears begin to sting. "I don´t wanna be here! Let me go," she cried as the man stood up and moved over towards her. "You´re here to full fill my very wish and command," his voice was low, cold and it sounded like he had a cold. Jessica screamed."

Freya was holding the girl tightly, rocking her slowly back and forth as she cried. Emily fought the pain inside for the girl who now had to relive everything she went through. "Shyy," Freya stroke her hair, gently giving Emily a helpless look. "I-I don´t wanna do this," Jessica cried. "I don´t wanna go back there. Please don´t make me."

"I´m sorry," Freya muttered. "I´m so sorry, but we have too."

"She´d been sleeping. "Wake up!" a slap to her face awoke her and she whimpered in pain. "Come," His voice was commanding and cold and Jessica knew better than to disobey him. She had no idea about how long she had been there but her gut told her it´s been very long. "W-what do y-you want m-me t-to do?" she stuttered as he dragged her towards a closed door. He just grinned.

The new room was bright and cold. Jessica shivered as her eyes got used to the bright light. He dragged her over to a wall where he tied her to a pole with the rope always on her hands. She winced as he pulled it tight. Then she realized she wasn´t alone.

Another girl was lying on stretch like at the doctors for women-appointments. Her legs were tied to the two knee-holders and her arms behind her back. Her eyes were blue and weary, cuts and bruises covering her naked body. Jessica felt her eyes tear up as she realized the girl had been there even longer than her.

He smiled coldly at the girl and advanced on her. "Now Anna! It´s time to teach a new girl," he removed the cloth in her mouth and the girl, Anna´s lower lip trembled. "Please, sir!" she whispered. "Please!" He growled as she spoke hitting her, causing a new bruise on her left cheek. She winced and uttered a small cry. "Shut up!" he hissed.

He removed his pants, grinning widely at Jessica who began to struggle crying into her own mouth-cloth as the screams of pain from Anna filled the room.

"Now my newest pet," he stood before her, drying of his bloody hands. "Now it´s your turn." He smiled as he grabbed her and pulled Jessica over to where a bloody and hurt Anna was.

"Now, if you´re a Good girl and do as I tell you too I won´t hurt you – much!" he grinned as he said the last part and Jessica felt the tears begin to flow as he stripped off his pants and pulled out a large purple dildo. He handed it to Jessica. "Now, put it in her."

Hours later and Jessica was pushed back into the cell. She was sobbing softly. The girl was also pushed in. "Now you two can make friends," he smiled. "More than you already have" The door closed and the dark filled the room together with his laughter.

"A-are you okay?" Jessica whispered. "I-I´m okay," Anna whispered back, wincing as she sat up. "Where are we? Who is he? Why is he doing this to us?" Anna shrugged stiffing a sob. "I don´t know," she sobbed. "How long have you been here?" Jessica asked. "I don´t know" was the reply. "Is there others here?" Jessica asked. "Yes," Anna said. "1. She´s called Sarah." Jessica nodded. "Sleep," Anna said. "You´re gonna need it.""

"Please!" Jessica cried. "I don´t wanna do this any more. Please!" Freya was only just holding back her own tears as she held the girl in her arms. A soft knock on the door interrupted them and Jessica shrieked in fear as Emily, who quickly dried off her own tears unseen by Jessica, rushed over and opened the door.

A concerned JJ peaked in, her face getting pale as she saw her CO-worker in tears and her cousin, struggling with a young girl and her own tears. "I-I´m sorry," she stuttered. Emily nodded and waved her in.

"It´s okay JJ," Freya whispered and to Jessica she whispered gently. "Jessica, this is my cousin JJ. She´s from the FBI too, okay? She´s here to help." JJ step forward giving the girl a hand which she didn´t take. "Jessica," Freya said standing up. "I need to go outside and check something with the agents okay? We will right outside."

"W-will you come back? All of you?" her voice was as a whisper and JJ felt a need to protect the girl. "Of course," she said and left with the two other women.

"Emily," David Rossi was the first face Freya saw as she and the two agents came outside. Emily stuffed a silent sob as she flung herself into his waiting arms. Aaron Hotchner´s eyes narrowed as he saw the experienced agent struggle to gain control and turned to JJ and her cousin. "What happened in there?" he asked JJ. "I-I don´t know," she muttered seeking comfort in his arms. "Aaron," she whispered and Hotch felt his gut tense. She never called him by his first name at work unless something really was wrong. "I only were in there a few seconds but I," JJ stopped. "I feel like something bad is gonna happen." Hotch closed his arms around her hugging her close.

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