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Hotch walked out of his office. Looking out over the bull-pen he noticed a absence in his team.
"Where's Reid?"
Morgan looked up from his computer. His mind raced, it was strange Reid wasn't there but it happened to everybody once.
"He said sorry but he's going to be a little late", Morgan answered.
"JJ. Call him!". Hotch said in a stern voice and entered Rossi's office.
"Wonder where Reid is?" JJ asked sitting down on his desk with a coffee.
"Garcia isn't in yet either", Morgan told her and Prentiss, closing his phone as Reid failed to answer again.
"You don't think Garcia and Reid..." Prentiss mumbled to Morgan smiling.
Morgan shock his head in disbelief. "Please tell me you're joking Prentiss!". Prentiss and JJ laughed.
"Well where ever they are, Hotch might kill them if their much longer"...
... Reid knew it was risky to use a commercial plane, but it would have been more risky to request the jet. The team would eventually find out, but still he wanted Garcia back as quickly as possible and the longer they were unaware the better.
Judging by the faded skyline in the picture, Reid had come to the conclusion that where ever Garcia was being held was by Central Park. As he stood looking from every angle he suddenly found the building.
Reid entered the lobby of the apartment complex's. He looked at the wall plan. How am I suppose to know what room she's in! As he stared at the board, he suddenly noticed some graffiti. Underneath apartment 24B were two very small green letters. PG.
The door wasn't locked and Reid took a breath as he grasped the handle. It was dark in the room, and he calmed himself before entering it. Reid lead with his gun in a un-steady hand. It looked empty, as the young genius edged in to the room. Then Reid noticed a strange sound. The sound of someone crying. Reid rushed to a other door. Opening it slowly he crept inside.
"REID... Thank god my genius", Garcia shouted as Reid walked across the room to free her. As soon as the ropes tying her to the chair were undone she threw her arms around Reid.
"Garcia are you alright? Did he hurt you?" Reid said as he was crushed by the analyst.
"No. I'm not hurt. But look what he did" Garcia said pointing at her dead kidnapper. Reid stared down at the man in disgust.
" Let's just get out of her" Reid said pulling Garcia towards the door.
"Reid's what's that?".
Garcia pointed at her murdered tormenter. Reid delicately picked up the briefcase perched next to the corpse. The profiler place it down on the table.
"It's locked! It needs a combination", he said annoyed.
"Reid, there's a piece of paper here with writing on", Garcia said pointing at the floor. Reid picked it up and read it in the light.
"How many second would it take for the sun to emit the same amount of energy as mankind as used in its history?"
"Does that make any sense to you?" Garcia asked reading it again.
Reid closed his eyes trying to think. "You can only theorise. But it would be less them a second. But how would that be a combination?".
"0000. Simple!" Garcia said.
"Ye. That's what's worrying me".
Garcia clung to Reid as he opened the briefcase. The analyst had already decided she was never letting the young genius out of her sight. Reid had trouble with the combination in the dim light, but they both heard the double click as it opened. Both heart's were racing at the unknown. Garcia was the first to react. Before she could stop herself a scream escaped her. Inside the briefcase lay a clear bag, inside of which was were 10 clear fingers.
"O my god Reid, Tell me there not real", Garcia said turning away. Reid didn't answer, he was too busy looking at what was underneath. A picture of him on graduation day, covered again with red words.
"I believe I have made unconstructive negative actions designed to provoke a reaction from you Dr. Reid. I wish to resolve this predicament. Please come to me. And bring your dear Garcia. I will wait..."
The two BAU agents looked at each other in a mix of confusion and fear. Before they could fully process the information however they heard a cough. They both wiped round to see two figures in the shadows. Reid moved to stand in front of Garcia, attempting to create a vision of confidence that he didn't have. All he could hear was his rapid breathing, as he quickly pulled out his gun. He could feel Garcia shacking behind him, and as the two men walked forward, she pressed closer to him and grasped his hand firmly. Both men held guns up and moved out of the darkness. They both wore black suites, with dark hair and heavy build.
"Your Gun Agent Reid", the taller and most imposing of the men said stepping forward and stretching out his gloved hand.
Reid didn't hesitate this time, Garcia's life was in danger now. Reid placed the gun in his hand as he tried to shift between the men and Penelope a little more. The man took the gun and threw it against the wall with a bang.
"Phone". And once again Reid was forced to give up a lifeline. As the man threw Reid's phone against the wall, his dark eyes turned to Garcia.
"You to Penelope".
"I don't have a phone with me. I left it in my car", Garcia said quickly.
"Really", the man paused and smiled, "Coles!".
The second man shot out of the shadows grabbing Reid by the shoulders thrusting him forward. Garcia screamed as Spencer fell to his knees. As the profiler attempted to stand up a gun appeared in his face.
"Now Penelope, Spencer", Coles said moving the gun away a little, as the first man walked a terrified Garcia forward. "We are here to escort you two. We're not going to have any problems are we?".
Reid and Garcia remained silent, defiantly showing strength. Coles and his partner McCain looked at each other for a second.
"I'll take that as a yes".
Reid was forced to his feet and out the door by Coles, closely followed by Garcia and McCain. They left the apartment and silently walked to the elevator. As they went up Reid attempted to move closer to his friend but he was quickly pulled away.
The four made it to the roof were a helicopter waited. Reid suddenly became tense. He was not keen on helicopters, especially when he was being kidnapped by one. As he climbed in to the helicopter, the terror of the unknown hit him. For the first time he felt totally helpless and weak. Memories of Tobias Hinkle flashed in his mind. But this time was different. Garcia was in danger now. And the question he didn't want to think about popped in to his head. Why didn't he kill her? What is he planning?
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