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Garcia relaxed in Reid's arms, but only by a fraction.

"Promise you won't call for help?" Reid asked. "I'm not here to hurt you. Just to talk."

Garcia nodded her head and he removed the hand from over his mouth. He let her go and watched as she retreated backwards away from him. "Why did you come here?"

"To see you and to set things straight. I'm also here to warn you. Don't try to find us and tell the others that they should step back now."

"You shot Morgan!" she shouted at him. "How could you do that to him?"

"I shot him in the vest," Reid rolled his eyes. "I'm sure a big boy like him can deal with that. I'm serious with the threat that I gave him. I'll deal him some real damage if he gets in my way."

"You're not my baby boy," Garcia said angrily. "He would never be like this."

"You don't know me anymore. None of you do. I changed, for the better."

"No, you didn't," Garcia said, her eyes tearing up. She stormed forward and started hitting him on the chest. "You left us! How could you do that to us? You didn't even say goodbye properly, you coward."

He grabbed her hands and held them still. "I left because it was the only option. I could not walk back into that building and work with you all again. I tried to one day and I just couldn't. You have no idea how long it took me to get over what Jason did to me. I have people who helped me. They helped me get through the pain and they didn't let me down. The team did. They have no idea how I feel or how I felt back then. You try having your throat cut and choking on your own blood."

Holding her wrists, he guided her back to the bed and made her sit back down. He walked away and leaned against the wall. They stayed silent for a moment. "What happened to you, Reid? You were so good. Now, you are this."

"Being good didn't do anything for me," he said as he walked around the room. "I was good little boy in school. Always did my homework, always helped the teachers and spent my childhood looking after my ill mother. I sacrificed everything and I got nothing but pain back. Beatings from bullies, getting locked in the cupboard by my mother and being ridiculed by my whole fucking school on a football field. Joining the team didn't even help. I did my job and I caught unsubs and saved people. What did I get in return? I got kidnapped and drugged by a mad man, forced to watch a man kill a young man. So much more pain after that but do you know what got me the most. I lost Maeve against someone I should have been able to stop. I brought myself back from her death but I had reached my limit. Jason Mordo hit that limit. He pinned me to the floor and laughed as he raped me. My new family got justice for me. Something the team never did. My new family showed me that life could be better if you broke the rules and put yourself first."

"Have you hurt people?" she asked.

"Only the ones that deserved it," he admitted. "I don't want to get into it now. Not with you. Don't want you having nightmares."

"Oh god," she said as she put her hand to her chest. "Wait, there must be some good left in you. You've sent Henry two birthday presents in two years. Reid, you should see him. He's so big now. Why would you send the presents if you didn't care about the team?"

"I care about my godson, not the team," Reid snapped back. "I know he is getting big. I checked up on him. I care about him and his welfare. He's a child. The team are adults. They had the power to help me. You all broke rules for Emily. I guess I wasn't worth it."

"Reid-," she tried to say.

"Garcia, I have a job to do here and I can't have you helping the team to find the others and myself. I discussed it with the others and this is my only option. I promise that no harm will come to you in my care."

Garcia got up from the bed. "Your care? I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Yes, you are," he sighed before bringing a cloth from his pocket. She tried to run for the door but he caught her and put the cloth over her mouth. She let out a muffled scream. Her struggles weakened as she began to fall unconscious. "Shhh, Garcia. I promise you'll be safe."

He caught her as she fell unconscious and lowered her to the floor.


Reid made his way back to base. Garcia was asleep next to him in the passenger seat. The chloroform he had used was strong. She wouldn't be waking up for the next few hours. He couldn't help but let his mind wander as he drove down the dirt road. A lot had changed in two years.

He sat in the bar, drinking another whiskey. He looked to his side and saw a man staring at page after page of numbers. He realised that the pages were full of difficult mathematical codes. He figured that it must have been an assignment. The stuff was very advanced and horribly squeezed together. Reid returned to his drink and sighed. He drank another sip. He had drifted for the last month or so. He had not found a place to call home yet. Only staying in a motel for a few days before moving on. The man next to him slammed down the pen with a frustrated sigh. He got up from his seat and made his way to the restroom. Taking the pen and paper, Reid quickly worked out each answer. He finished all of them before moving the paper back. He settled his bill with the bartender before making his way out.

"Good luck with your assignment," Reid smiled quickly as he passed the man and left the bar.


Three weeks later

Sleeping in bed, a feeling of dread came over him. It brought him from the darkness. Before he had the chance to open his eyes, a hand came over his mouth. He whipped open his eyes and began to struggle fiercely. Two other hands grabbed his wrists and pinned them down. His mind screamed that he couldn't go through it again.

"Hey, stop struggling. We aren't here to hurt you. Don't call for help," a voice said in the darkness. Reid winced as the lamp next to him got turned on, the light burning his eyes. He looked up to see three men in his room, one of them he recognised as the man from the bar. The hands came away from him. He scrambled out of the bed and into the corner.

"What do you want?" Reid said, fear in his voice.

"That big brain of yours," the man said. "I'm Dante, the big burly one over here is Jake and you've already met Tom."

"Look, I don't know what you want but if you leave now, I won't go to the police. I promise."

"We aren't going to hurt you, Dr Spencer Reid."

"How did you know my name?"

Tom stepped forward. "I found you using facial recognition software. You were a Fed, not too long ago. You resigned suddenly and abandoned everything in Quantico. Look, we aren't here to hurt you. In fact, we think you're brilliant. You worked out the codes within minutes when I went to that bathroom. You have no idea how much you helped us. We researched you. I'm sorry if we scared you the way we did. After what you went through, we should have been a little more careful about approaching you."

"I didn't go through anything," Reid lied.

"Jason Mordo, he beat, raped and almost killed you," Jake said from the back. "We read through your medical file. Take it that scar across your throat is his work."

"Get out," Reid said angrily. "I want to be alone."

"We want to make you a proposition," Dante said as he stepped forward. "I want you to help us out on our next job. The fact you used to work as a Fed doesn't matter to me. You left because your rapist and his friends walked free. You didn't get the justice you deserved. Do you know where they have been for the last few months? They have sat on a beach, a drink in one hand and a woman on the other. Jason has already raped someone else. She turned up dead the next day."

Reid stayed silent. "There is nothing that can be done," Reid said.

"What if I told you that I have Jason and his friends strapped to chairs and ready for you to take a piece of them?"

Reid snapped out of the memory and he parked outside the place they were using as a base.


Garcia let out a small moan as she began to wake up. Everything felt so heavy. She opened her eyes and found herself somewhere unfamiliar. She slowly rose from the bed. She was on a small comfortable bed. There were knitting supplies on a bedside table next to her. A small mini fridge on the floor buzzing away. The room with illuminated with a few pink lamps. She had a tv, a DVD player and range of DVD's. She realised that there was soft, thick blanket over her. The door opened and Reid walked into the room. Her foggy mind took a few moments to remember everything. Her eyes widened when she remembered. She tried to get off the bed but she almost fell to the floor. Two hands gripped her arms and laid her back down in the bed.

"No," she said weakly.

"Garcia, the stuff that I used on you is strong. You will feel a little sick for while."

"You...took...me."

"I had to," he said. "You are the only one that can find us. I can't let you do that. You won't stay here for more than a few days, I promise. My friends aren't going to lay a hand on you. You are safe here."

"They will...find me."

Reid placed the cover over her and watched her begin to fall asleep again. "No, they won't."


JJ knocked on Garcia's door again and felt frustration when her friend didn't answer. She looked up to see a maid coming towards her. "Excuse me, can you open this door for me? My friend was supposed to have woken up by now."

She flashed her badge to assure the maid she wasn't a threat. The maid opened the door and walked away, pushing her cart. JJ walked in and noticed no-one had slept in the bed. "Garcia?"

She focused on the table where a small note laid. She picked up the note.

She's safe, don't worry. I'll bring her back when it is over.
Spencer.

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