Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS, NUMB3RS or Criminal Minds.

Warnings and things to be aware of: There maybe spoilers, character deaths, torture scenes and ridiculous laughing nonsense. The timeline is a little messed up as well the point of view is constantly switching. I hope you enjoy. This is my first fan fiction so any useful advice is appreciated.

Previously;

"Turn on the speakers and get a microphone. p.s. Don't try and trace it. It is impossible."

When the speakers are turned on a voice comes over.

Voice: Well the game has begun. This is how it works:

I give you a riddle and how long to solve it.

At the end of the time limit I will show you the tools I intend to use.

If you give the correct answer I will return the hostage to the place I keep them, get it wrong and I use the worst instrument. No answer yields the lesser of the instruments.

Your riddle is this:

The sum of three consecutive prime numbers and one is 32. Of the four numbers which is the highest. You have half an hour.

This created a fluster around the F.B.I., a math problem without their math genius, what a disaster.

Colby: What's a prime number?

Don: When you can't get any two numbers to multiply and get the answer except for one and itself.

Colby: I knew that.

Everyone grabs a pen and paper. They start trying to figure it out using guess and check methods. Finally with just a couple minutes left Hotch shouts out the answer. It is thirteen. He presents how he got his answer. Everyone agrees that it is correct.

Voice: Do you have an answer for me.

Don: Thirteen.

Voice: Correct, I will return Reid back to the others. Well done. Screen shuts off.

Billi POV

Well that went great. There were no abysmal demands. I will make the next riddle a little tougher. However I have to inform my hostages of a few rules they must follow.

Root Cellar

Reid enters followed by a masked woman. She ties him back up and turns to make an announcement.

Woman: Your teams have rules they must follow, and so do you. When I am in contact with your teams, you must remain silent, or, I will stop the riddle and start to torture you. I am sure Reid can fill you in on your team's rules. The masked women leave.

Reid: The rules are that if they get the wrong answer we get tortured with the worst instrument of the two. If they get it right we get off free. If they don't answer we get the lesser of the two instruments.

Abby: I take it you got off free.

Reid: Yup.

Charlie: What's going on? Why have we been taken?

Reid: For revenge.

Delaney: What's my connection to this?

Charlie: Wrong place, wrong time.

Delaney: Well I hope they don't decide to try and use me as well.

Abby: Gibbs will find us soon. I hope.

F.B.I.

Don: Techs, did you manage to trace it?

Tech: No, as they indicated it was impossible.

Don: Damn.

Tony: Have we even looked for evidence at the crime scenes?

Gibbs: I took a quick look around but nothing stood out.

Hotch: I don't even know where Reid was taken from.

Don: We know Charlie was taken from the academic picnic.

David: Why don't Colby and I run over and check it out.

Don: Sure, but be careful. I don't want her to get anymore victims than she already has.

David: We will see you all in a bit.

Academic Picnic

Colby: Excuse me, do you know where I can find Charlie Eppes.

Student: He was over by that tree on the white blanket with one of his students.

Colby: I thought teachers weren't allowed to be involved with their students.

Student: Not like that, they were talking about the probability of being hit by a tree.

Colby: Did you see where they went.

Student: Nope, I had to ask him something but he was helping the other student so I went to the pie eating contest with a lot of people. When I got back he was gone.

Colby: Thank-you.

David: Let's go check out the blanket.

They walk over and find the white blanket. They fold it up and put it in an evidence bag. Underneath they find a goose feather. They leave it since it is close to a pond where many geese live. Then they are on their way back to headquarters.

F.B.I.

Colby: Don we didn't find much of anything at the crime scene. There was just a white blanket, nothing special.

Computer turns on.

Voice: I think it's time we play again.

Don: Why don't you tell us who you are?

Voice: And what get caught before the game is over. Your riddle is basic observation.

What color was the feather left at NCIS? You have two minutes. Tick Tock.