Reid felt dizzy as he tried to open his eyes. The ceiling was spinning and he heard a voice in the back of his mind, calling to him.

"Reid" called the voice.

"W-what?" the room finally came into focus, his head hurt tremendously. He tried to grab his head to stop the pounding but he found that his hands were tied to a chair.

"Reid!" said the voice more clearly, Reid turned towards the voice he saw Spencer, she was chained at the wrists to the wall, they were hanging over her head, he noticed some dry blood on her head.

"Spencer" he said Hoarsely, he licked is lips "What happened"

"You'd think after all you'd been through, you'd be used to being hit over the head" she sighed, but winced at the pain in her wrists.

"Where are we?" asked Reid.

"I'm not sure, he's not thinking about it?" muttered Spencer.

"Spencer" groaned Reid.

"Hello Dr. Reid" a tall dark cloaked figure walked in, he didn't even look at Spencer "I'm sorry that things had to play out this way, but I couldn't have you running to your FBI friends"

"Who are you?" asked Reid, suddenly the unsub drew a knife.

"Please no questions Dr. Reid" he said quietly.

"Don't hurt him" cried Spencer.

"YOU DON'T SPEAK" he yelled, charging towards her, the knife hesitating inches in front of her face, she breathed shakily.

"Why are you doing this?" asked Reid trying to draw the unsub's attention away from Spencer

"I thought I said no questions" he spun back to Reid, Reid fell silent.

The unsub, looked at Spencer and Reid for a moment before exciting the room, he only left for a moment, he came back in with a tray of food. He walked over to Reid and untied his hands he re-tied them in front of his body.

"You eat, if you give any to that" he tilted his head towards Spencer "You both die"

"Why doesn't she get any food?" Reid asked cautiously, the unsub looked at him, Reid thought he was going to hurt him, but instead he gave him an answer.

"Witches can make food out of thin air, everyone knows that, if she wants to eat she will" he said simply shutting the bolted door behind him as he walked out of the cell-like room.

'So that's why they were staved' thought Reid, he looked at Spencer sadly, she was staring at the ground trying her hardest to breath evenly.

"Spencer" he said softly, she didn't answer him "Spencer" he said more clearly, she turned to him, on the corner of her eye he saw a tear.

"I'm not a witch" she said sniffling, he nodded at her.

"I know" he bit his lip, Spencer's eyes wandered to the untouched food in front of Reid.

"You're not eating" she observed "You should eat"

"I don't need to eat, your not eating" he said shaking his head.

"It won't do you or me any good if you don't eat, you need to stay strong, if I die, you can't" she said.

"Spencer" he sighed, she closed her eyes.

"Just eat Reid" she mumbled, she tried to relax, but the chains around her wrists seemed to just get tighter, she was sure at least one of them was broken. He took a few bites of the food, but didn't take his eyes off Spencer who looked deathly tired.

"Spencer don't fall asleep you might have a concussion" warned Reid.

"Okay, I'm just going to rest my eyes" she said sleepily.

"Spencer, Spencer! Um, elements name them" he said quickly.

"Hydrogen, Helium, Lithium, Beryllium, Boron..." she trailed off.

"Spencer, what's after Boron" he desperately tried to keep her awake.

"You tell me you're the genius" she smiled as she fell asleep, before Reid could say anything else the unsub came back in with a baseball bat, he first noticed Spencer asleep, he took the bat and hit the chains with it, Spencer immediately woke up and screamed, Reid winced.

"Stop, no, no stop" she cried, he hit the chains again, she began to sob.

"Your the witch, if it hurts get out of it" he yelled at her.

"Stop it!" shouted Reid, the unsub whipped to face Reid, he approached him slowly, Reid shifted in his chair.

"You don't want to do this" said Reid.

"No, God wants me to do this, he wants the world rid of witches, it says so in the bible, you're interfering with God's work" he hit Reid over the head with the bat knocking him out.

"NO" shouted Spencer.

"Quiet witch!" he told her "You don't have the right to talk!" Spencer looked down, sniffling softly.

"Though he is not a witch, he must die, I cannot have him stopping what is right" he said staring at the uncontentious Reid.

"No, just let him go, I'll stay , let him go" she begged.

"Neither of you have a choice"