((Warning Emily will be raped in this chapter))

Panic gripped her as she tried to focus her mind elsewhere she tried not to think about the fact his hands her clumsily unbuttoning her shirt. He had her up against the wall her wrists were tied and her right one was throbbing like crazy. Her wrist was already swelling and turning a flaming red colour. "Why are you doing this?" she managed to choke out trying to hide her panic.

"Why? Because it's fun buttercup that is why. I thought you were supposed to be some hotshot profiler so why don't you try to profile me?" A smug smirk rested on Nathanial's lips as he finished the last button on her shirt he paused to hear her response.

"You get off on this, you watch your victims for weeks to see what they are like and just how to break them don't you. What did you do to Charlotte to make her worship you? But it isn't just the hunt you like is it, you get off on breaking them although it is all a mask to hide your incompetence isn't it. Did your mommy not love you when you are a child or did your father hit you" she said the last bit to get to him.

Nathanial's eyes flashed with rage and he hit the brunette across the face again. "You have no idea what you are talking about so if I were you I would just shut up. Don't worry by the time I am done you won't ever be able to get rid of me buttercup, I will haunt you for the rest of your life. That is right I don't plan on killing you I want you to live with knowing I broke you."

Emily's face stung and felt hot but she ignored it she knew she had to last long enough for her team to find her and get this guy. His hands groped at her breasts and she fixed her gaze to stare past him at the cement wall across the room she kept her face blank she wouldn't let him have the satisfaction of knowing how terrified she actually was.

"Where did you get the scar buttercup?" he asked his gaze on the scar from being staked by Ian Doyle.

"From someone far worse than you, and you think you can break me good luck I dare you" she let out a laugh, why not what was the worse that could happen. She looked him in the eyes and glared haughtily challenging him to do his worse.

"Good thing for you I love a challenge and just watch me I will break you" his fingers laced through her hair and he pulled. That was the last thing she had expected him to say and she gasped with surprise. He kissed her again unlacing his fingers from her hair and using one hand to hold her arms over her head and against the wall his other hand drifted behind her back and undid her bra.

Emily focused her gaze at the wall again keeping her face indifferent she tried to focus on how she would try and get a message to the team. If she could just get to a phone she could call Hotch or Morgan or something. Nathanial's teeth tore at one of her nipples and she shut her eyes trying to forget what was happening. Then his free hand unbuttoned her pants and tore them down that was when she started to struggle again. "For a moment there I thought you were just going to take it" he laughed.

"No shit sherlock" was all she managed before her hit her in the gut causing her to lose her breath. She would have crumpled to the ground if he hadn't been holding her up against the wall. Emily coughed and gasped trying to regain herself but at that point she didn't have the will to struggle. She could feel every bruise and broken bone she had gained up to that point and her body ached. Before she knew it he had unbuckled his own pants and had already pulled down her panties and was in her.

Emily closed her eyes and tried to pretend it wasn't happening that she wasn't being raped at that moment. Her teeth sunk into her lip so that she wouldn't make a sound. When he was finished her untied her hands put on his pants and told Charlotte to unlock the door.

It wasn't until the door shut and he was gone that she allowed herself to crumple to the ground in and allow herself to cry.