Disclaimer: I still do not own Criminal Minds :(
A/N: Sorry it took me so long, I suffered from the worst case of writer's block I've ever had. Also sorry the chapter is so short, I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 4
Garcia stared at her computer screen and squealed excitedly, turning to her phone and hitting speed dial two.
"Whacha got, Baby Girl," Morgan asked hopefully.
"The great and all knowing Goddess brings you good news. It took a bit of work, but I found where the email was sent from, looks like a local Internet cafe. I'm sending the address to your phone now," she said.
"You're amazing, Garcia," he said with a smile.
"I know," she replied quickly. "now Morgan, please find them. I need my baby back here safely."
"We'll find them. Thanks, Garcia," He hung up the phone and turned to the rest of the team. "Garcia got a hit on where the email originated, its an Internet cafe downtown."
Hotch nodded. "Alright Morgan, you and Rossi go check out the cafe' see what you can dig up. Look at security cameras, user logs, everything that could tell us who this person is. Prentiss and I will go to Reid and Skie's apartments, see if we can find anything that might explain why the unsub took them."
With that the team split up, each pair headed for their destinations. While waiting at a stop light, Prentiss looked over at Hotch, noting the worry that was clearly written on her boss's face.
"Do you think we'll find them?" she asked.
"We have to." he responded simply, turning to the left, heading for Reid's apartment.
Reid opened his eyes slowly, the bright lights made his head pound horribly, it made him feel nauseous and he swallowed hard. He tried to wipe away the sweat on his forehead, but found he couldn't move. A sudden panic raced through his still fuzzy mind and he realized he was chained up to the wall, his arms hung numbly above his head, crossed at the wrists. The heavy metal shackles dug deep into his wrists as he pulled against them, trying in vain to get loose, making his blood run down his arms. Not good.. He thought as he looked around, he spotted Skie. She bound in a chair a few feet away from him, and she appeared to be unconscious. The chair was bolted to the floor, heavy leather straps wrapped around her shoulders and legs, her hands were locked in place by metal cuffs. He also noticed her breathing seemed irregular, coming out in quick little pants. Not a good sign.
"Rhea," he said, his voice shook and he couldn't tell if it was from the fear or the nausea. " Rhea, wake up." His voice loud and more pleading after she didn't respond to him the first time.
Finally, she moaned quietly and moved slightly as she opened her eyes. Blinking owlishly, she looked up at him, confusion spread across her face as she noticed that he was chained to the wall.
"Reid.." she said, her voice was quiet and he had to strain to hear her. "Why are you..." Her words trailed off as she glanced down and saw she too was bound. Her eyes widened and her breathing sped up as panic began to set it, she looked around the room. She was on the verge of hyperventilating as she took everything in, this room was just like the one she had seen back at the house. There was a table off to her right, equipped with the same heavy straps, there were knives, needles, hammers and other vicious looking tools of torture spread thought out the room. She let out a small gasping cry, tears filled her eyes as she looked over to Reid once more and reality struck her. They were going to die here.
"Rhea," he said, surprised to hear how calm his voice sounded. "We're going to get out of here. Okay?"
She nodded quickly, sniffling quietly as she tried to gain control over her fear.
"Nothings going to happen. I promise you we'll get out of here .." He gave her a small smile, trying to assure her of his words.
"Now Dr. Reid, you really shouldn't go making promises you can't keep." A voice said coldly from the doorway.
A/N: Okay guy's I'm kinda stuck again. Any suggestions?
