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"HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW?" Morgan yelled angrily.
"I-I just can't think of anywhere!" Dylan Gerard tried to explain.
"You're lying!" "I'm not!"
"Then where are my friends?"
"I don't know!" Dylan yelled getting frustrated.
"Ugh!" Morgan stormed out slamming the door.

"He's lying Hotch."
"Normally I would disagree, due to you being so... temperamental... but I think I agree, he's not telling the truth." Hotch agreed.
"So what are you going to do?" Morgan growled.
"I don't know." Hotch said starring in the one way window at Dylan who had his head in his hands. Morgan wanted to punch Hotch square in the face, how was he so calm? Instead he kept control of himself and stormed out of the police station. He walked angrily down the street heading no where in particular. "I can't believe this." He mumbled to himself violently kicking a can he passed. Suddenly his phone rang against his side where it was clipped onto his belt.

"What?" He answered rudely. "Wow! My chocolate god is cranky!" Garcia claimed jokingly.
"What is it Garcia, I'm not in the mood."
"Well of course your not Hun, Our boy-genius has been taken! And our...hmmm...I don't have a name for Anderson yet I guess..." She got lost in thought, forgetting she was on the phone.
"Baby girl..."
"Oh sorry Morgan." She was shook back to reality. Morgan sighed quietly, but nothing could get by Garcia. "Honey...We'll get them back okay, they'll be okay. I know Reid is your best friend...We're doing everything we can." She said her voice becoming serious.
"But that's clearly not enough! If we're doing everything we can how come we haven't found them yet?" Morgan snapped.
"Morgan..."
"I'm sorry...I just... Every time Reid gets taken I wish I could have done something to stop it, but I don't, and I feel like I wish I could do something to go get him, but I can't and it tears me apart inside." Morgan said surrenderingly to Garcia.
"I know...He really means a lot to you." "He does.. He's my best friend... So why did you call?" Morgan asked.
"Oh yea! I found something on Dylan Gerard! He was arrested once for kidnapping. He took a women in her late twenties, with his brother. Matching the description of the other women. But his arrest was taken off his record because of a deal he made with the court. He would live with his brother to keep him out of trouble, and if he failed they would both be thrown in jail."
"How come we didn't know this before?" Morgan asked turning around to run back to the police station.
"The court doesn't like these kinds of deals coming out."
"Thanks Baby Girl! Keep it up!" Morgan said running as fast as he could back to the police station.

Anderson was fighting back pools of tears as she leaned over Reid, who was lying on the cold cement floor holding his side cringing in pain.

"Let me see Spencer!" Anderson yelled. Reid reluctantly moved his hand away from his side revealing a blood covered hand and bloody hole in his shirt. Anderson carefully tore his shirt away from the bullet wound in his side. She almost broke down seeing the man in such pain and seeing such a severe wound in his skin. She had no idea how to know if the bullet had hit any major organs. She quickly took off her thin sweater and rolled it in a bunch in her left hand, holding her right one over the left. She pushed down on Reid's side as much as she could causing a sound of pain to escape his mouth. "I'm so sorry Spencer! I'm so sorry!" She cried, allowing tears to spill out of her eyes. "I never meant for this to happen! I'm so sorry! Just hold on okay! Just a little longer, the team will find us!"
"It..."
"It's okay Spencer, don't try to talk."
"It...isn't...your...fault." He choked out. Anderson cried harder then she ever had before. Minutes ago she thought she was in the worst situation possible but she never imagined something like this. Reid struggled to raise his hand to her cheek. Closing her eyes she leaned into his hand tears spilling onto it.
"Just hold on..hold on.." She whispered making sure she kept pressure on the bullet wound.

"So , It seems there is something you are not telling me." Hotch accused.
"What? No!" Dylan started to defend himself.
"Oh but there is. You were arrested once weren't you?" It was then that Morgan could swear he saw a bead of sweat form on his forehead.

"I...That's been wiped off my record! That doesn't mean anything!" He stumbled over his words, obviously nervous.
"It does! You were arrested for exactly what your brother is doing right now! You know where he is!"
"No I don't! The other time was a.. a misunderstanding! I didn't mean to! That's why I took the deal! I swear I don't know if my brother took your friends!" Hotch left the room seemingly calm but in reality anger was boiling up inside him and he could stand to look at that piece of scum a second longer.

That was when Prentiss got tired of doing nothing and insisted she question him. She had been filled in along the way of course and was more than a little annoyed she was being thrown to the side when one of her best friends was involved.
"Okay...be careful." Hotch agreed. Giving a small nod Prentiss entered the small questioning room.

"My name is Emily Prentiss, I'm going to be asking you a few questions."
"Agent Prentiss, you've got to believe me I-"
"Why?"
"Because I am telling the truth!"
"I don't think you are! Let me ask the questions and you give the answers, okay?" She demanded. Dylan nodded sighing. "Do you live with your brother?"
"No."
"Why not? Isn't that the deal?" "We agreed he would stay out of trouble if I left."
"Clearly he didn't honor this?"
"How are you even sure it's him!" Dylan exploded.
"Are you saying it's not?"
"I..I don't know..."
"When you took that girl with your brother, the...misunderstanding" She rolled her eyes slightly. "Where did you take her?"
"What's going to happen to my brother if I tell you?"
"Do you know whats going to happen to you if you don't?" She yelled standing up with her hands on the table.
"I-"
"I don't care! If you don't that's with holding evidence! You will go to jail."
"What?"
"You will you to jail." With that she walked out.

"I think I'll give him some time to process that." She said smugly to Morgan who was still watching him from the other side of the glass. Dylan was growing extremely fidgety as he whispered to himself.
"Don't wait to long okay?" Morgan pleaded.
"I wont. We're gonna find him Morgan." Prentiss said putting a hand on his shoulder. With a smile she went to get a cup of coffee before going back in to the questioning room.

Reid was growing weaker by the minute as he lay on the cold cement floor, each breath bringing a new pain to his side. Anderson had gotten control of her tears but it was still tearing her apart every time he winced or flinched or cried out. Her sweater that she was using to soak up blood was almost completely soaked with blood. She knew Reid was loosing a lot of blood but if she reached into the wound to pinch the veins she could do serious harm if the bullet had penetrated any of his organs.

"I'm so sorry Spencer." Anderson whispered.
"I know." Spencer whispered through the pain. Anderson kissed his cheek lightly while holding the sweater tightly to the wound. "Evangeleen...If I ...don't make it... I want..you to know..." Tears will flowing down Anderson's cheeks again as she listened to Reid. "I want to be with you forever..if I can..." This brought even more tears to Anderson's eyes. She couldn't help but feel like her and Reid were in a serious relationship, and not like they'd just confessed there feelings mere hours ago. She felt as though if she lost Reid she would never be the same. She couldn't explain these feelings. She'd never believed in love at first sight before. Wait. Love? Did she love Reid?...

"So what is it? Go to jail, or tell me where my friends and fellow agents are?" Prentiss asked annoyed.
"I...suppose...I should tell you...where we took them last time. But I can't guarantee your friends will be there." Dylan said looking down.
"Just tell me. Now." Prentiss pushed.
"Okay...we took them to the cellar of Richard house. When he moved in with me his house was never put up for sale because of what the state suspected went on in it. They didn't want to disrupt possible evidence or some shit like that."
"What is the address?"
"... 77 Oakland avenue. It's at the end, further than the other houses go to. He owned a few acres so it's kind of secluded."
"You did the right thing Dylan, you really did." Prentiss said running out of the questioning room.

Her and Morgan found Hotch and told him what they'd found out as fast as they possibly could. Hotch and Rossi took one SUV and Prentiss and Morgan took another. When JJ found out what was going on she asked one of the police officers to take her there as they only had two SUV's available.

When Prentiss and Morgan arrived seconds before Rossi and Hotch they jumped out quickly running to the cellar door in the back of the house. They were where every cellar began so they found them with ease. After taking a deep breath they swung the large doors open and quickly held their guns at ready, turning on their flashlights as they started down the dark stairs. Hotch and Rossi quickly caught up and joined them.

Anderson shook Reid for what felt like the 50th time, in reality the 7t or 8th time, to shake him back to full consciousness.

"Spencer, please just hold on a little longer!" She pleaded.
"I-I can't" He said in less than a whisper.
"You can! You can Spencer! Please! For me.." When he heard those words he knew he had to fight. Fight to stay alive. He nodded slightly. "Thank you! I'm sure the team will be here soon!" She lied. Just then she heard someone knocking at the large metal door. She could hear someone yelling, but it sounded like a whisper behind the large door. "Reid, Anderson?" Hotch yelled.
"You in there Pretty Boy?" Morgan yelled slamming against the door.
"We're in here! Reid's hurt!" Anderson yelled back with slight relief. "Did you hear that Spencer? They're here! Just a little longer!"

Suddenly Richard Gerard jumped behind the team.
"Freeze!" He yelled pointing the same gun he'd shot Reid with up towards them. Morgan whirled around infuriated. He pulled his gun out and pointed it at Richard.
"NO! You freeze." He said. Richard took a small step towards him and Morgan pulled the trigger. Richard screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Prentiss ran over to him and cuffed him. Morgan had only hit his arm, so she didn't bother tying it off. He didn't deserve it.

Morgan then turned his gun to the large lock holding the metal door shut. Pulling the trigger again the door was unlocked and the team ran in.
"It's okay Pretty Boy. We're here." Morgan said to Reid taking a turn holding his wound. Hotch helped Anderson to her feet. She refused to leave Reid's side though, as Rossi called an ambulance Anderson stood there, more tears flowing down her cheeks. Hotch holding her, comforting her, and stopping her from falling to the floor to Reid. She was slightly relived though. They were free.

E/N: Relatively happy ending to a not so happy chapter! Did you guys like this chapter? I'm not so sure about it:/ Leave a review to make me more sure!

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