I can't ever remember to do this. I don't own Criminal Minds.

Warning: abuse

Chapter 7

Chrisy stood paralyzed as Mr Williams edged closer to her. The sound of her heartbeat was echoing like a drum in her ears and her head felt light. Her breath hitched as a sinister smile spread across his face. Of all the people that she thought about as to who could be her stalker this man wasn't one of them.

"Christine, are you ready to go?" He asked almost casually.

Not sure if she could speak she swallowed hard and opened her mouth finding it extremely difficult to form any words. Her throat seemed swollen shut.

"I asked if you are ready to go." Mr Williams stated again more forcefully.

"What are you doing Mr Williams?" She finally managed to squeak out.

"Call me Trent. It only makes sense that you do considering we will be starting a life together."

"But Mr Williams…"

"I said call me Trent!" He shouted at her.

Chrisy jumped. "Tr Tr Trent." She sputtered. "I'm married." She whispered.

"Oh you're married. Right." He sneered. "To a man who is never around from what I can tell. You need someone who will take care of you the way you deserve."

Chrisy didn't know what to say so she just stood silent. This was by far the most terrifying thing that had ever had happened to her. This man obviously thought he was going to make her his significant other.

"Now Christine I want you to go gather your things so we can go." Trent hissed.

Chrisy walked slowly to her desk and pulled her purse out of the drawer and put it on her shoulder. She thought about her cell in her purse. Would she be able to make a call without him knowing? Before that thought went any further Trent walked over and grabbed her purse and looked through it until he found her phone and took it out and shoved it in his back pocket.

A rattle on the doorknob startled Chrisy. She realized Jack was trying to get in the room.

"Mommy? Why is the door locked?" Jack called from the other side of the door.

Trent walked up behind Chrisy and pulled out a gun that he had tucked in the back of his pants and traced it down the side of her face and bent down to whisper in her ear.

"The last of the family has arrived." He sighed. "Tell him you'll be right there."

When Chrisy didn't say anything Trent reached up grabbing a fist full of hair and yanked hard causing her to wince.

"I'm coming Jack." She stammered.

Trent let go of her hair and then ran his finger down her cheek. "Yes Christine we will be taking your son too." He walked slowly to the door and reached for the knob.

"Jack run!" Chrisy screamed. "Run now! Get away from here!" She screamed louder

Trent whirled around horrified at the woman and quickly flung the door open and looked out in the hall only to see the little boy disappear around the corner. He slammed the door shut and locked it again and marched furiously to the frightened teacher.

"You stupid bitch!" He yelled raising his hand and slamming it across her face dropping her to the ground.

"Daddy! What are you doing?" Mason yelled. "Why did you just hit Mrs Hotchner?"

"Sit down son. She needed to be punished for being bad."

Trent bent down and pulled Chrisy up by her shirt glaring at her angrily.

"Why would you send your son away? We were all going to be a family. Do you have any idea how long I've been planning this? I knew you were the right one when I first saw you at the beginning of the school year. That's why I wanted a divorce. I also knew you wouldn't be happy unless your son was with us and now you've ruined everything!"

Chrisy could taste a hint of blood on her lip as she looked up at the crazed eyes of Trent Williams.


As Jack was running down the hall rounding another corner he crashed smack dab into Mr Grant who had been walking them out every night.

"Whoa there Jack. What's the hurry? Where's your mom?"

"She's…in…the…classroom…the…door…was…locked…and she…yelled…for…me…to run." He stammered between breaths.

"Did you say she's locked in her classroom? Was she alone?"

"I don't know." Jack said almost bursting out in tears.

"Oh no. Come on Jack we need to get to the office and make a call." Mr Grant said taking the scared boy by the hand.


The two hurried in the office. Sandra was just shutting down her computer to get ready to leave.

"Is Mr Johnson still here?"

"Yes he's in his office."

"Please take Jack and keep him with you for a moment."

Sandra nodded and motioned Jack over to her as Mr Grant disappeared into Mr Johnson's office. After about five minutes the two men came back out with completely serious expressions on their faces.

"Sandra get on the intercom and tell all faculty to vacate the building." Mr Johnson ordered.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Chrisy is in there with someone who has been stalking her. We've called the police and they told us to get everyone out of the building."

Sandra went and turned on the intercom and made the announcement then took Jack by the hand and followed the two men out.


Trent was pacing around nervously. For the first time Chrisy took a good look at him. He was tall and somewhat built with dark blonde wavy hair that almost hung to his shoulders. He wasn't unattractive but also was not at all Chrisy's type. She tried to think of any way she may have led him on but couldn't come up with anything. He wasn't even someone who would have stood out in a crowd to her.

The sound of police sirens echoed in the air and were getting closer. Trent stopped pacing and went back over to Chrisy and pulled her up to her feet.

"That little asshole son of yours called the cops?" He sneered.

Shoving Chrisy to the window she looked out so see the police cruisers pulling into the school parking lot.

"Damn it!" He huffed. "Pull down the blinds!" He ordered.

Chrisy grabbed the string to one of the blinds and began to pull it down. As she was pulling down the next one she saw Will get out of one of the cars much to her relief.

"Hurry up bitch!" Trent yelled.

Jumping at the forcefulness of his voice Chrisy quickly pulled the rest of them and turned to the now extremely angry looking man pointing a gun at her.

"Now we're never going to get out of here. You're going to pay for this."


Will looked up to see Jack coming out of the building with the few remaining employees of the school. When Jack saw Will he ran straight over to him.

"Will my mommy's in there." He cried.

"Oh hey now don't cry Jack we'll get her out safely." Will said bending down and hugging him.

Will looked over to the two men and one woman who were still standing by the doors. He smoothed his hand over Jack's hair and stood up to go speak to the others.

"I'm William LaMongtane. Which one of you is Robert Johnson?"

"I am."

"I've been looking into this stalker case for Chrisy. She's a friend of mine. Can you give me any idea of who might be in there with her?"

"Mason Williams' dad was going to pick him up after school today." Sandra piped up suddenly remembering the call. "He asked me to tell Chrisy to keep Mason in her room until he got there."

Will glanced around the parking lot. "Can each of you point out your vehicles to me so we can maybe see if Mr Williams' car is still out here?"

Only one car in the lot that was not claimed besides Chrisy's was a gray Durango. Will had the plates ran and confirmed they belonged to Trent Williams. Will immediately called for a background on Trent so they could start figuring out the best way to resolve this.


Mason sat at his desk watching his father confused and horrified that he was hitting his teacher and screaming at her. Both sides of Chrisy's face were tingling from being hit and her lip was swollen and cut.

"How do you suggest we get out of here Christine?"

"I don't know." She answered softly.

"I think you can do better than that. You got us into this mess now you can get us out of it."

"Please Trent I have a husband that I love very much."

"Well it sure doesn't look like he loves you. What kind of husband lets his wife parade around almost naked with another man who's leading her around by a chain?"

"That was my friend Spencer I was with. He's just a friend."

"He looked like a skinny little wimp. I wanted to kick his ass so bad that day. I don't like the idea of any other man putting his hands on you."

Trent squatted down on the floor where Chrisy was sitting. He placed his hand under her chin and lifted her head up to him.

"Oh look at your pretty face. I hate the idea that I had to mess it up like that."

He brushed his fingers over the bruises on her cheeks and bent down to kiss the purple marks that were forming. Chrisy pulled her head away from the gesture. Trent grabbed her around the arms and shook her.

"I show you love and you pull away? You have to be the most ungrateful bitch I've ever met!" He then shoved her back on the floor hard hitting her head on the hard tile.

Chrisy's vision fuzzed and she almost blacked out from the blow. She felt her body being pulled to another location in the room as she dozed in and out of consciousness.

"Wake up bitch!" Trent shouted while shaking her.

"Mmmmmmm" Chrisy moaned.

She felt a wetness trailing up her neck and then to her cheek. Her eyes opened to see Trent laying in top of her licking her.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm showing you love Christine. Are you going to pull away this time."

"Please don't."

Her plea fell on deaf ears as his hand ran up her torso and to her breast. Chrisy's head was still spinning and she wasn't completely sure of what was happening.

"This was going to wait until our honeymoon but I can't wait anymore." He groaned before pushing his unwelcome lips down on hers.


Will was going over some things with the other officers on the scene when his phone vibrated. He glanced at it seeing it was JJ texting that they would be back in Quantico in about an hour.

He looked over to Jack who was still waiting with his principal and gym teacher. That little guy was not going to lose another mother.

"Would you all excuse me for a minute?" Will said before stepping away.

He needed to call JJ so she would let Hotch know what was happening. Will knew this would send Hotch over the edge.

"Hey JJ we need to talk." Will said putting his head down.


The fog was still heavy in Chrisy's head but she knew for sure what was happening when she felt her shirt being pulled open. Trent's breath was hot on her face as he reached down to undo her pants.

"Trent please don't do this." She begged.

Soft whimpers were coming from somewhere in the room. Chrisy looked around until she spotted Mason at his desk crying from what was happening. He looked completely horrified.

"Trent don't do this in front of your son." She tried again.

Trent stopped and looked up seeing Mason watching. After looking around the room he spotted another door besides the one that led to the hallway.

"What's that room?" Trent asked Chrisy.

"A storage room." She answered.

"Is there any other way out of it besides that door?"

"No it's enclosed."

"Mason go in that room and close the door."

"Why daddy?" Mason asked nervously.

"Just do it!" Trent ordered.

Mason got up and went to the door and opened it after looking back to his dad and teacher he walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Now where were we?" Trent hissed.

"No don't please." Chrisy whimpered as Trent tore what was left of her shirt off of her.

"Now I'm going to make you all mine Christine. I've been dreaming about this for a long time."