"Garcia!", Hotch reprimanded the young woman firmly.
"But...", she tried to defend herself.
"No, this has no place here and now. Go grab lunch for the team and we will discuss this when you get back and have calmed down.", Hotch said while handing her his credit card.
Garcia took the card, gave Derek one last scathing glare and power marched out of the bullpen.
The team then took a good look at Morgan and it didn't require any of their skills at profiling to see a man deeply ashamed of something.
"What is it?" Reid asked walking up and cupping his injured cheek in his hand.
Derek moved his hand away gently and whispered, "It's nothing, Pretty Boy. I'll tell you everything when we get home tonight."
"Can we now turn our attention back to the case?" Hotch asked holding up the large envelope in his hand and directing everyone back to the conference room.
Once everyone was seated in the room Hotch put gloves on, carefully opened the envelope and dumped the contents on the table, a letter and a dvd disc.
Hotch picked up the letter and placed it in an evidence bag before he read it outloud:
"I wanted you to see who your son truly was and I wanted you to hear him confess his sins from his own mouth."
Hotch stopped and looked to Reid as he read those words the whole team briefly remembering Reid's own abduction and Hankle's demand that Reid confess his sins. A small nod from the youngest team member had Hotch continue.
"I deeply regret what you are about to witness but understand this is not my doing, but his. When you do not treasure what is important to you, you lose it and then you must face the consequences of your own actions."
Hotch handed the letter to Reid for handwriting analyst before picking up the dvd and placing it in the machine connected to the plasma.
The screen went from black to a close up of Stephan Combs' face, his eyes were glassy and he was obviously heavily drugged. In the background you can hear another voice screaming loudly, "Leave him alone. Don't touch him you bastard. What do you want, whatever it is I'll do it. Just leave him alone."
The picture pulled back, showing the young man strapped down to a hospital bed, complete with a heart monitor attached and an IV in his arm.
A man entered the room with him keeping his back to the screen, and a distorted voice was heard, "Do you hear him?"
Combs looked up at the man and nodded. "Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you again. Can you tell him how you found out about his affair.", the distorted voice continued almost gently.
"I knew something was wrong in our relationship and had been for a while. I decided to go home early and try to fix things between us. When I got home he was on the phone with her, I heard him talking about wanting to end things. That was when I found out he was leaving me for her.", the words were slightly slurred and the drugged man was fighting back tears as he spoke.
"No! That's not it. I was ending things with her. She was the mistake not you. I realized that I loved you and I was just caving in to my family. Baby. Please listen to me, I love you and only you. I made a horrible mistake . You mean everything to me.", the voice in the background said urgently.
"LIAR!" the distorted voice growled.
The Unsub then moved to the IV and adjusted something on the pole, making sure his back stayed to the camera.
"Sleep now, Sammy.", the distorted voice said as the man gently brushed the hair back from Combs' face.
The man on the bed lost consciousness and the picture suddenly changed to a split screen with Combs on the right and Price on the left.
Price was in a small room with his right leg chained to the wall by a manacle on his ankle. The only other thing in the room with the man was a large knife on the floor right by him.
Price was pacing back in forth in the small area provided by the chain and the angle in his room clearly showed a window to the room with the Unsub and Combs.
"How do you think he felt when he heard you on the phone with her? How much pain did you put him through? Yet still you have the nerve to stand there and say you love him. You ripped his heart out. You broke him.", the Unsub continued to taunt the caged man.
While the Unsub spoke he began to carefully remove the shirt of the unconscious man laying on the table in front of him.
"Don't touch him. Leave him alone. He is innocent in all of this. If you want to punish someone punish me. I'm the one who messed up not him. He doesn't deserve this." Price pleaded with the man in the other room.
"You are right, he doesn't deserve this. You are the monster. You are the reason all this is happening. This is all your fault and I want to make sure you remember that.", the Unsub said in a soft threatening voice."I will take all of his pain away. I will make sure no one can ever destroy him like you did ever again."
After the shirt was removed, the Unsub moved clearing a line of sight between the man chained in the room and the man laying on the table all the while avoiding facing the cameras taping the events.
He then picked up a knife and began carving an incision to the sternum of the unconscious man. The heart rate on the monitor beeped steadily the entire time.
The screams from the caged man became an intelligible stream of pleads for mercy for the man on the table, threats to the Unsub and promises of violence to the man carving into Combs.
The Unsub stood back an put down the knife he was using, it was then that the audience notice a pair of bolt cutters on a table by the bed which the Unsub picked up making sure the man in the room next to him saw.
The sound of bones being broken was clearly heard from the screen and then the horrible sound of the heart monitor flatlining.
The Unsub then lifted the heart out of the now deceased man and showed Price. "You did this. You ripped his heart out. This is all your fault."
Price punched the wall of his room several time and all the Agents watching the video could see the damage he was inflicting on his hands and knew that even though it was painful he probably wasn't feeling anything from the broken bones in his hands.
A white screen dropped over the window between the two rooms and a video of the last minutes of Stephen Combs life began to replay on the screen.
The Unsub's voice continued to repeat, "You did this. You ripped his heart out. This is your fault."
The stream of Chad Price continue on fast forward with the last minutes of his lover repeating over and over on the white screen. The time mark at the bottom of the screen showed four days passing. Price becoming more unstable as time past. Water and food appeared in the room at regular intervals thought he ate and drank very little. Finally the images slowed and a clear image of Price appeared on the screen.
"I'm so sorry, Baby. Please forgive me." , with those final words Chad Price buried the knife deep into his own stomach.
AN: Please review with your thoughts and comments. Let me know what you think and if I'm on the right track with this. :) Stray
