~Aaron Hotchner's POV~
The meeting finally finished two hours later after we were all briefed on what had happened earlier that morning. We were all put on high alert for anything suspicious and then they finally sent us home.
When I got home I saw Spencer's car in the driveway I smiled to myself, a smile that quickly fell when I got to the front door. The door looked as if it were kicked in because the part where the door locks was broken as was the frame. He took out his gun and quietly entered the house not seeing or hearing anyone.
AH: Spencer! Jack! ... Henry! (He shouted walking around the ground level of the house)
He stopped when he spotted the blood pooled near the door as well as the droplets in the middle of the living room. He took out his phone and called Spencer's that started ringing from his messenger bag on the dining table. The next call he made was to Garcia after searching the entire house.
Penelope Garcia: What can I help you with on this fine evening, Sir?
AH: I need everyone at my house now.
PG: But it's our night off, Sir.
AH: Garcia, they need to get over here now it's an emergency. Get CSU here too.
PG: Sir?
AH: When everyone gets here.
PG: Okay, on their way.
...
Hotch stood there looking at the blood in his living room thinking back to first time he got home and saw blood in his living years ago. The thought crippled him and he fell to the couch thinking back to another memory.
-Flashbackâ
`Phone Call`
SR: Hotch, do we have a case?
AH: No, uh... there's something I wanted to ask you.
SR: Okay, go ahead.
AH: Are you busy tomorrow night?
SR: No, I've finished all my paperwork and I don't have any papers due.
AH: Great, would you like to go to dinner tomorrow night?
SR: With the rest of the team?
AH: No just... uh, just with me.
SR: Is it like...
AH: Hopefully, is that okay?
SR: Yes, it is. Should I meet you somewhere or...
AH: I can pick you up if you prefer.
SR: Yes please.
AH: Okay, tomorrow at eight.
SR: I'll be ready, good night Hotch.
AH: Good night, Reid.
...
Derek Morgan: Hotch! Hotch are you okay?
AH: Derek? (He said getting up and noticing that half his team arrived before CSU)
David Rossi: Aaron, what's going on here?
AH: Where is JJ?
JJ: I'm here. (She said storming in with Will by her side)
AH: I got home half an hour ago and the front door was kicked in. When I got inside I noticed the blood at the door and here. (He pointed out) Reid and the boys aren't here but his car is outside and his phone and everything is still here. I haven't found his revolver yet.
JJ: Hotch where is my son?
AH: I don't know, I have no idea where my son or yours is right now. (He said trying to maintain a stoic expression on his face)
PG: I'm gonna track down and traffic and home cameras in the area, Sir.
AH: Good, where is CSU?
CSU: We're here Sir. Traffic was a nightmare.
AH: There's blood y the door and here and make sure that you get a foot print from the door. We'll wait outside. I want that blood analysed immediately, it's your only priority.
CSU: Yes sir.
...
DM: I'll start talking to your neighbours, someone must have seen or hear something.
Will: And I'll call Metro, get more bodies down here for canvassing.
AH: Okay, we...
CSU: Excuse me but does this belong to one of you because it has been fired lately?
DR: That belongs to Reid, where did you find it?
CSU: It was under the couch where the blood droplets are.
DM: That must mean that Reid shot at least one of the guys when they kicked the door in.
AH: And judging by the amount of blood he killed him. They must've shot but only grazed him because minimal blood. We need those blood results.
CSU: Yes sir. (She said heading back in)
DM: I'll get going now.
DR: I'll go this side you go to that end.
AH: Garcia, anything yet?
PG: Not yet, Sir.
AH: Try harder, please.
PG: On it.
AH: Will, JJ. I'm sorry.
JJ: It's not your fault Hotch but we'll definitely find the person responsible and get our family back.
...
~Spencer Reid's POV~
When Reid finally regained consciousness he found himself strapped to a chair in a dark room that only had minimal light coming through from a single window situated high on the wall. He tried moving but let out a loud groan when he felt the pain from the back of his head.
J: Spence? (He whispered, fear laced in his tone)
SR: Jack uhh. Where are you and where's Henry?
H: I'm right here, Spencer.
SR: Are you boys okay, come over here please.
J: We're fine.
SR: What happened?
H: They started searching the house after we heard gunshots so when they passed Jack's room we went downstairs to check on you.
J: You were just lying there so we went to you but they found us here and took us into their car with you. We're sorry that we didn't listen to you.
SR: It's fine at least we're together. I'll make sure nothing happens to you.
H: What about you, you're bleeding.
SR: It's just a flesh wound, nothing serious but I do need to bandage it up.
J: You can use my armband and Henry's handkerchief.
SR: Why do you have a handkerchief buddy?
H: I was sick and my dad said it's easier to carry one instead of tissues.
SR: It is, thank you but I'll need your help putting it on.
J: We were going to do it if you didn't wake up soon.
SR: Thank you. (He smiled and they set to work putting the handkerchief on his upper arm an then wrapping the band around it)
Just as they finished the door at the top of what looked like a staircase opened.
SR: Stay behind me.
Man #1: Look who finally decided to wake up, good.
SR: What do you want from me?
Man #1: Some answers to my questions. Think you can do that?
SR: We'll have to see won't we?
Man #1: Don't try to be smart kid, you wouldn't want us hurting those two sweet boys, would you?
SR: You so much as look at them the wrong way and you won't get a single thing out of me. I promise you.
Man #1: So talk. We want to know everything about a drug case you guys are working one.
SR: We don't work drug cases.
Man #1: You're the FBI. It's an FBI case.
SR: My unit on works with serial killers.
Man #1: You're the boss. We know that you know about other FBI operations and if you don't start talking, you'll regret it.
Reid stared at the man as he started putting things together in his head.
SR: Where did you get your information from?
Man #1: That doesn't matter but if you don't start talking this will soon turn painful for you buddy.
SR: Go ahead buddy. (He said sarcastically)
The man had a taser in his hand that seemingly materialised out of nowhere and walked towards Reid.
SR: I've had worse. (He said before the guy could say anything)
This seemed to be the last straw because he started tasing Spence in the chest for about 15 seconds before the door opened up again.
Man #2: Yo! Hey! What are you doing?
Man #1: He's not talking, what do you want me to do. You and I both know that we need answers.
Man #2: Yeah but he's not the leader, this guy is.
Man #1: Why didn't they give us pictures earlier, were we even at the right address?
Man #2: Yes. He didn't think it was necessary because it's their weekend off so there was no reason for him not to be at home.
Man #1: Well he's the smart one. He probably know something, I could keep going...
Man #2: No, we're waiting to hear from them first.
Man #1: Fine. (He grumbled)
SR: I need food for the boys if you're planning on getting anymore information out of me.
Man #1: Anymore? You haven't given us anything.
SR: Because I'm not the boss and they need food.
Man #1 I'll go, I need to get away from him.
He left leaving the door at the top of the staircase open and slamming the front door closed.
Man #2: You're not in charge here, just remember that kid. (He said walking out and locking the door)
SR: Jack, come tell me what time it is on my watch.
J: It's quarter past four.
SR: Okay, thanks.
H: Why?
SR: I need to know how long it takes them to get back. Do you have phones because I think mine is still at Hotch's?
J: Do you think they know we're missing?
SR: Yes. Your dad was suppose to be home long ago and I'm sure that he and the team are working very hard to find us and they will but I want to help them out.
H: We already tried Jack's phone but there is no signal.
J: And it's almost dead.
SR: Okay, uh. Look for any wires you can find in here hurry.
The boys search until they found materials that Reid found usable then he showed them how to make an antenna out of it and where to put it on the phone because he couldn't use his hands.
SR: Okay, we need to hide that for now.
H: By those boxes.
SR: Yes. Now did you hear anything pass by here?
J: We heard train before you woke up.
H: And we saw a park when we got out but it was dark so we didn't see anything else, sorry.
SR: No, no. That's really good, it'll make it easier.
J: Make what easier?
SR: We're going to... they're back. Quick, tell me the time and then go back there again.
J: It's twenty five to five.
SR: Okay, shush.
...
Man #1: Here and don't get comfortable kid. We'll be back.
SR: I can hardly wait. (He said causing the man to punch him in the face and storming out)
J: Stop making him angry Spence. (He whispered coming closer to Reid)
SR: I have to buddy. Now you two need to eat.
H: What about you?
SR: I can't eat now get the phone and type what I tell you to.
...
SR: Now I need you to come stand here on the chair between my legs and hit send the second you get a signal.
