So I disturbed myself with the character of Dr. Winter's (what a creep) anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter, I'll be working on the next one asap.

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The night had come and gone and George found himself being released from his cell, he felt almost like a zoo animal that had never allowed outdoors, or a dog in a purse who was unaware of the ground beneath its feet. He walked out slowly as Fletcher patted him on the back, Foyet didn't share his enthusiasm. As they left the holding cell and made their way down the hall past the interrogation room. Hotch was standing with his arms crossed while Emily sat next to him, she stood when she saw Foyet coming down the hall towards the front desk with Fletcher.

"Agent Hotchner." Fletcher said, clearly pleased with himself, Aaron nodded but refused the hand shake Fletcher extended. Foyet was given a bag from behind the desk of his clothes that had been taken from him, they were bloody still from the gunshot wound Hotch had inflicted upon him. He ran his thumb over the plastic looking at the bloody garments inside, Emily watched him as he did so, while Fletcher continued to bother Hotch.

"I believe you owe my client an apology." Aaron didn't respond to that crack either

"You're making a mistake." Was all that came from him as he walked past Fletcher and down the hall, George turned to watch Aaron leave as did Emily who felt somewhat uncomfortable being left with Foyet by the front desk. Fletcher once again patted George on the back and wished him well. Foyet didn't say anything as the lawyer left; probably to collect a cheque from someone at Boston P.D. instead he turned his attention to Emily who was not expecting that in the least.

For a moment they just looked at each other until she spoke.

"You're free to go." She said reluctantly, George looked back at his bag of belongings then to Emily once more

"Am I agent Prentiss?" Emily turned her head slightly

"I doubt that." He said as he pulled the plastic bag open and rummaged for his wallet. The contents had been bagged separately and Foyet groaned upon seeing this, he folded the bag over itself and looked towards the doors that led outside.

"What are you waiting for?" Emily asked curiously. Foyet looked at her hard

"I should ask you the same thing." And with that he turned and walked out the doors, he had been given a pair of jeans, sneakers and a dark sweater. His shoulder and side burned as the cold wind blew against him; he wrapped his arms around himself and walked across the street. This felt so strange and he knew instantly he was being watched. He stopped on the corner to survey his surrounding and quietly noted agent Morgan parked a block or so away. So that was their game, Foyet wasn't new to this; he could lose them quicker than they could start their car to attempt to follow him. He began to walk swiftly down the sidewalk and ducked into a restaurant before Morgan had a chance to see him. Emily exited the station and opened her cell.

"Where did he go?" Morgan instantly wanted to know

"He went into that restaurant." Emily said walking briskly across the street.

"Don't lose him." Derek said as he pulled around the corner and drove past her. Foyet had cut through the back of the restaurant almost unnoticed and out the back door near the freezers, he then went in through an open loading door to a paper supply store beside the restaurant and picked up one of the worker jackets and pulled it on, he tossed his bag of belongings onto a conveyer belt of items that were being mulched and piled into bins, he walked out through the employee side door into the garage noticing sets of keys hanging beside the security booth he picked one off the wall and strode past the booth where a large man was eating a burger and watching security surveillance.

"See yah later." George called out to him the security guard just waved his hand in Foyet's direction not even looking up to see who it was. Foyet walked over to a numbered company truck that matched the key and got in. he picked up a hat that sat in the passenger seat and put it on as he pulled out of the parking stall and drove up the ramp that led out into the street.

Emily was searching heads still in the restaurant that was packed full of people, she made her way to the kitchen and flashed her badge at a cook as she looked around… nothing.

Derek pulled around the corner and into the alley behind the restaurant, a truck passed him as he exited his car and within moments was met by Emily who came out the back door. She shrugged her shoulders and Derek slammed his hand against is car door.

"How could we lose him?" he wanted desperately to know, Emily shook her head looking around the alley, the snow was no help to them as it was packed down and covered in foot prints. Hotch was not going to be happy with them.

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Reid groaned as he stirred awake, he had slept the entire afternoon and night away. He noticed a paper cup with pills in it sitting next to another cup half full of water, the morning nurse must have left it for him. Slowly he pushed himself up to sit which was still quite tender; he stopped as he felt something hard beneath his hands. He fingered the mattress pad and noticed a long impression that hadn't been there before. Slowly he worked his fingers around it and pressed the object out of the fabric… it was a nail. Reid stared at it wondering how it had gotten there; he briefly recalled Victoria in his room the day before and wondered if she had put it there. He pushed it back into the fabric as he heard the door being unlocked.

"You have a visitor Spencer." Reid looked towards the door only a moment before looking away again, it was Rossi. Of all people to show up he had never expected to see Dave. Rossi shut the door behind him and stood in the doorway. Reid didn't look back at him as he shifted painfully on the bed. Rossi could see the discomfort in Reid's movement and he slowly walked towards the former agent.

"Garcia talked to me yesterday." He said, it sounded as if he were addressing the room.

"She's worried about you." Reid scratched his palm as he rested his socked feet on the floor.

"She thinks… this is a bad place for you." Reid's eyes turned to see Rossi's shoes but he didn't look up.

"She thinks… there might be something… how did she put it – icky and creepy about Dr. Winter's." Reid looked up at Rossi then whose words were validated by the look on the younger man's face.

"Is she right to worry?" there was an incredible shame that welled beneath the surface and Reid couldn't hold eye contact for very long before looking to the floor. Rossi knelt next to him.

"Reid, we want to help you out, tell us if you need our help." Reid wasn't sure who he could trust, he had heard Derek and Emily outside the door a week before talking about how it had been George who had done this to him, JJ had never come to see him and Hotch had stood outside the door once or twice but never entered the room. They wanted to interrogate him about George, and he had waited for it and expected it but the conversation never came and inside he had to wonder… why?

A shivering breath escaped him and Rossi put a hand on his knee, the contact made Reid shudder and Rossi removed his hand.

"Hey kid." He said, "What's going on?" Reid didn't answer he knew there was nothing he could prove against Winter's and what was he supposed to say to Dave? That Winter's had raped him? That's what was wrong? He couldn't even form the words without stifling his own breath. Rossi's eyes wandered over Reid's pained face and he searched for the words to give him some form of comfort.

"Foyet…" he began and Reid felt his nails press into his palms as he clenched his fists.

"Foyet was released this morning." Reid looked at Dave with astonishment. His eyes pleading for answers

"We don't know where he is." Dave said shaking his head, "JJ and I aren't pursuing the case against him… there's a lot of red tape and… Hotch is getting a lot of heat for trying to keep things open." Reid felt his foot begin to tap uncontrollably.

"What does that have to do with me?" He mumbled, Dave sighed unsure of what to do.

"I thought you should know, Garcia is doing everything she can to get you transferred from here." Reid looked back into Rossi's face, clearly intrigued but also confused.

"To where?" Rossi shrugged his shoulders,

"Like I said Reid… there's a lot of red tape." Reid exhaled sharply as he looked back down at the floor.

"Please…" he said very quietly, Rossi listened intently

"Please hurry." He said their eyes meeting each other, Rossi could sense the urgency in the young man's gaze and he nodded, the door opened interrupting them, Dave looked towards it.

"Spencer Dr. Winter's would like to see you." Reid grit his teeth and clenched his fists tighter, it didn't go unnoticed by Rossi who stood up.

"I'll have to ask you to leave now agent Rossi." Dave nodded

"Yes of course." He put a hand on Reid's shoulder, he was stiff and his knee bounced as his foot tapped on the floor.

"I'll see you soon." Dave said, Reid didn't watch him leave as he exhaled nervously through gritted teeth, the nurse directed his attention to the pills and he took them reluctantly slowly standing as she held the side of his shirt. Rossi was still in the hallway as Reid was being led to Winter's office, a young red head was hovering around the nurses' station as Winter's opened the door to his office it was heavy and Rossi noted an odd look on the doctors face as he opened the door. He put a hand on Reid's shoulder who shrugged it away and entered the room, as the door closed Rossi caught a glimpse of Spencer staring back at him expectedly and he knew… something was up.

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Foyet ditched the company truck in an underground parking lot, he threw the keys in a dumpster a few blocks later and ditched the hat and jacket in other places along the way to his hotel. He'd paid for the room to be rented for two months so he wasn't at all worried. He recovered the key from above the door frame where he had left it and opened the door. The room smelled like old blood, he had made a note to tell the manager he didn't want his room cleaned and the manager didn't seem to mind, he took the extra cash Foyet provided and pocketed it without a word.

George immediately took off his shirt and threw off the shoes he had been given. He looked at himself across the room; he could see his reflection in the bathroom mirror. Slowly he walked towards it, he pressed his hand against the gauze that covered his bullet wound it had been cleaned and dressed the same day Aaron had shot him in Reid's apartment… Reid. Foyet shook his head as he gathered some of his belongings from around the room and shoved them into a duffle bag. He put on a new shirt even though it smelled a bit, and looked about the room to make sure he had taken everything. When he was satisfied he put on a pair of boots and locked the door behind him.

Foyet wasn't worried about the BAU finding him but he knew he had to move and go find his car; he had stored it in an abandoned junk yard under a heavy tarp and hoped it was still there. He jogged through the alley and made his way down into the ditch to follow the train tracks that would take him to the junk yard, it was a ways to walk but he knew he had been careful and once he could get his computer out of the trunk he would be sure to put it to good use.

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Garcia had been waiting outside in the car, spinning a large ring on her finger as she eagerly awaited Rossi's return. She was startled as he opened the door and got in.

"What happened?" she blurted out and Rossi put up his hand to calm her

"You were right to worry." Garcia wrung her hands in her lap

"He didn't say anything but there is something wrong, I can tell." Garcia hummed nervously as she looked up at the building.

"What are we gonna do?" she asked still staring up at the windows, Rossi sighed putting his hands on the steering wheel

"I have no idea."

Reid groaned as Winter's raked his finger nails over his back. He sat rigidly in his chair while Winter's moved his hand over his bare flesh.

He had been alerted that a request had been put in to have Reid transferred from his care, and it didn't sit well with him. Reid hadn't denied it but he hadn't spoken either. Winter's had in turn pulled up Spencer's shirt and held him tightly under the chin as he ran his finger nails over his bare back. Reid closed his eyes tightly as he felt Winter's probe his flesh and scrape his nails along his side.

"You're not getting away from me pretty boy." He said against Spencer's cheek, Reid tried to turn his face away as Winter's licked his face, his tongue was warm and his breath was foul.

He tried to fixate on Rossi and Garcia, they had to be trying to help him. He hoped against hope that they could, he turned his neck against Winter's hand as the doctor snaked his way down his chest and in-between his legs. Winter's held his head to the side as he massaged Reid through his pants. It sickened Spencer and he pushed Winter's hand away only to feel the grip tighten around his neck, his breath quickened as he put his hands on the arm rests again.

Winter's stood up then and wrenched Reid's arms behind the chair, once again Reid heard the sound of the tie come undone and he turned only to have his head pressed down hard against the desk, an all too familiar feeling. Winter's looped the tie behind the chair and tied Reid's hands tightly, there was pressure in his shoulders but the soft fabric didn't burn at his wrists like a rope would have.

As Winter's pulled it tight Reid was forced back into a seated position. Winter's grunted as he pulled the tie tighter against the back of the chair. Reid just stared at him as he rounded the desk and sat in his chair. His stomach felt sick and his shoulders ached but he didn't let it show.

"Now let's have a nice chat." Winter's said crossing his legs and placing them on the desk, Reid turned his wrist against the bindings; there was no place for him to go.

"You want to leave don't you?" Reid looked to the curtains that were shut but said nothing Winter's grinned as he rolled the back of a pen between his teeth.

"You remind me of someone." He said as he stood up and began to walk around the desk

"His name was Jeremy; he was a strong young man… like you. It took some time but eventually I broke him. They always break you see." Reid's eyes fell on the letter opener that sat on the desk.

"You remind me of someone too." he remarked, Winter's was intrigued by the response. Reid continued to move his wrists and the doctor watched this.

"His name was Tobias…" Reid's knuckles were white and his hands red with blood that filled them as he moved his wrists as best he could. Winter's knelt next to Reid and their eyes met.

"I killed him." Winter's wore a smug grin as the words escaped Reid's lips, he saw the disgust on his face and the anger that burned behind his eyes.

"Are you threatening me Spencer?" he asked quite amused by the former agent's confession. Reid didn't answer as Winter's got to his feet and turned the chair sharply. Reid glared at him as he knelt down putting a hand on either one of Reid's knees pushing his legs open.

"I'll break you before you can even try to imagine a way to kill me." The words were like poison in Spencer's ears, as he watched Winter's move his hand up his thigh and between his legs once more. He turned away and shifted in his seat under the doctor's touch. His eyes straining open and closed as fingers converged around him, and he held back his tears as the doctor's head descended.

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George started his car after a third try to turn the motor over, finally it sprang to life. He quickly decided against going to Reid's apartment knowing full well Morgan or Prentiss might be there at some point, even though he was aware Reid wasn't there it was a probable location for him to frequent. He opened his laptop in the passenger seat as the heat began to fog the windows inside the car, he could still see his breath. He typed furiously searching for the hospital Reid may be in, Virginia had quite a few Mental health centres, so he then focused his efforts on the reporter he had heard broke the story about Spencer, he had seen the front page of the enquirer while he was in the holding cell, the guard had it open and was reading it giving Foyet full view of the front page where the headline stated "FBI agent allies with Boston Reaper?" after a few moments he found the article and the author of said article and pulled out of the junk yard. He had an impromptu meeting to attend to.

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Reid relaxed his shoulders as Winter's undid the bindings that tied him tightly to the chair. He opened his hands and closed them again feeling the numbness of blood returning to his arms. He rubbed his wrists as Winter's walked around the chair and rolled the tie in his hands placing it on the desk. Within seconds he had to lunge forward and grab hold of Reid's wrist who had instantly grabbed for the letter opener. They struggled Reid still seated and Winter's above him, seeing as his arms were quite weak still this hadn't been a good choice, Winter's knocked the chair back with little effort pulling the blade away from Spencer's grasp.

"You can't beat me boy." He said putting the letter opener back on the desk, Reid rolled out of the chair and to his knees

"You won't touch me again." He said between breaths, Winter's lips spread into a vindictive smile.

"And who'll be the one to stop me? You?" Reid stared back at him with repulsion one hand on the floor steadying himself as she tried to stand, his arms were still too weak to push him to his feet. He moved backwards across the floor as Winter's approached him.

"Spencer..." he said cautiously as Reid backed against the wall

"I don't want to have to silence you… don't force my hand." Reid's eyes were wide as Winter's stared back at him, hands at his sides as he slowly approached. They were interrupted suddenly by a heavy knock at the door. Reid looked to it as did Winter's unexpectedly.

"Get up." He commanded Reid who shook his head and stayed where he was; Winter's looked around desperately as the knocking continued.

"I said get up damn you." Reid narrowed his eyes as he slowly rose back against the wall

"Don't you move." Winter's stated walking towards the door he opened it and was greeted by two officers who immediately stepped inside.

"What is the meaning of this?" Winter's demanded to know, the officers grabbed hold of Reid who was unsure of what to do but he moved with them as they forcibly removed him from the room much to Winter's dissatisfaction.

A nurse handed him a piece of paper and he read it aloud.

"Dr. Spencer Reid is being removed from your care; he will be transferred from this facilities care within the hour." Winter's crumpled the paper and shoved it at the nurse as he followed down the hall to where the officers had taken Spencer.

Reid stumbled into his room as they closed the door behind him, he had no idea what was going on.

Winter's was met by an officer who stood at the nurses' station, alongside him was David Rossi.

"What is the meaning of this?" Winter's demanded to know.

"Spencer Reid is under my care, I demand to know what right you have to take him from me." It was a poor choice of words and Rossi noted it

"Dr. Winters, we have reason to believe your facility is not meeting the… specific needs of Dr. Reid." Winters knit his brow at the words.

"I've done nothing wrong, why would you accuse me of such things?" he demanded to know, Rossi shifted to reveal Garcia standing next to a young redheaded girl. It was Victoria.

"Vicky?" Winter's exclaimed clearly confused, Victoria glared at him.

"We researched your facility and you had some… unexplained suicides under your watch." Winter's looked from Victoria back to Rossi.

"This is mental health centre, accidents happen." Victoria looked at Penelope who looked back at Rossi.

"Accidents?" he asked, Winter's nodded

"Of course, we can't save every lost soul that enters here." Garcia held her hands tight around Victoria's shoulders who put a hand up to squeeze hers.

"I demand to know what you are doing with my patients!" Winter's bellowed

"You killed Markus!" Victoria yelled suddenly, Winter's was taken aback as Victoria began to sob.

"Jeremy told me so, he told me what you did to him…" she cried, Winter's chuckled

"You believe what your hearing? This girls a schizophrenic she's been in our facility for three years now!" Victoria glared at him

"He told me so!" she yelled, Garcia looked at Rossi

"Any witness to a crime is still a witness." He said frankly, Winter's shook his head

"You can't be serious?!" he stammered.

"I'm always serious Dr. Winter's." the doctor growled as he looked back at Victoria

"You little bitch!" he spat his words at her, "What did you tell them?!" before Garcia could hold her back Victoria lunged forward and struck Winter's hard in the throat with a closed fist. Rossi pulled her away but she began screaming uncontrollably, Winter's gasped upon feeling something warm and metal sticking out of his neck. It was a nail. The nurse screamed as Victoria ran against Winter's again knocking him down, she pounded on his chest screaming murderer at the top of her lungs, Winter's pulled the nail out and held his throat as blood spurted from the wound. The nurse inside the booth slammed her hand down on a panic button as two orderly's came around from the rec room, they pulled Victoria off of Winter's kicking and screaming and biting at them as she yelled obscenities at the doctor.

Rossi knelt next to him and held his hand over the doctors trying to slow the blood flow.

"Call an ambulance!" he yelled, Garcia dialed 911 even though a nurse was already at Winter's side trying also to stop the flow of blood that ran down between his fingers. The chaos around him became white noise as Rossi stood, patients were slamming their hands on the windows of their rooms, and other were yelling from the rec room's glass wall that separated them from the scene. Rossi turned and saw Reid staring out of the window from his room only a moment before he disappeared into the darkness of the room.

What had they done?

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Outside the ambulance arrived and Winter's was rushed away to the hospital. Reid sat on his bed staring at the nail he had pulled from the mattress fabric, he rolled it around between his fingers feeling the sharp point against his palm, he had watched Victoria stab Winter's in the throat and wondered if she had left the nail for him to commit the very act she had stolen from him. He hadn't gotten the chance to talk to her about her secret revelation that she knew how to escape the hospital… if that was true at all. But she had given him a weapon and she had escaped her room late that one night… was their truth to her story? Reid pushed the nail into the waist band of his pants as the door unlocked.

"Spencer?" it was one of the nurses she entered slowly carrying a tray of food.

"I'm not hungry thank you." He said looking at her, she smiled at him clearly she had been crying, the scene that had unfolded before the nurses' station was still being handled outside the room, Reid could hear the cries of distraught patients echo in the halls.

"Is she alright?" the nurse looked at him quizzically

"Victoria?" he clarified; the nurse wiped her eyes on the back of her hand

"She's in the quiet room now." She said

"Could I talk to her?" the nurse was perturbed by the request

"I don't think…"

"Please." Reid asked, the nurse looked around the room even though no one was there and she nodded hesitantly

"Only for a moment." She said and extended a hand to Reid, she took him by the arm leading him down the hall and around the corner away from the chaos. He hadn't seen Rossi or Garcia and he wondered where they had ended up, probably in trouble for whatever they had started that caused Victoria to snap on Winter's like she had.

"I'll give you two minutes." She said opening the quiet room door, Victoria was lying on the floor underneath a plank that stuck out from the wall, the light that intruded the room stung at her eyes. Reid quickly stepped in as the nurse closed the door and stood against it, why she was choosing to help him he had no idea. It was a gamble on her part to be sure.

Reid knelt down wincing slightly as he did so, the light had left the room once more and his eyes hadn't focused. Before he knew it cold hands took hold of his face and he felt Victoria's lips on his. Reid took her by the shoulders and pulled her back.

"Victoria." He said catching his breath, her hands were wet with what he guessed was Winter's blood.

"I've saved you." She said softly, Reid strained his eyes to see her but couldn't in the darkness that enveloped the room

"How did you know?" he asked, she pressed her head against his.

"They tell me things." She sobbed, "Jeremy, Markus… and Vincent. I know what he did to them… and they stayed here with me. I didn't want you to ache the way they do inside my chest." Reid had no idea who she was speaking about but figured they were people Winter's had also… abused under his care.

"You have to get out now." She said in a whisper, "I can't save you again…" she said her hands groping at Reid's face.

"He will be back… he always comes back…" Reid held her for a moment and she nuzzled against him he heard a tap at the door and let her go.

"Go…" she said as the door opened, Reid stood and exited the room, sharing one last glance with her as the door closed behind him. The nurse instantly pulled a cloth from her front pocket and wiped Reid's face.

"I could lose my job for this!" she said stuffing the cloth back into her pocket. Reid smiled at her warmly

"Thank you…" he said she rolled her eyes.

"Vicky took it hard when those boys died, she fancies you I could tell from the moment she laid eyes on you." Reid rubbed his elbow as he looked around

"I'm sure it did her good to talk to you." The nurse mused; she frowned as she looked back at the quiet room door.

"A lot of good it'll do her now though…" Reid exhaled deeply as the nurse met eyes with him again.

"We have to get you ready for a transfer." She said wringing her hands; Reid met her words with confusion.

"I don't know anything more than that." She said and took Reid by the wrist

"Come on now, back to your room."