Chapter Ten

"I doubt that."

Billy watched as Spencer's eyes widened in fear. He knew why, even he recognised the voice. Hanley. He looked around the small room, and spotted him; he was standing in the open doorway, closer to the kid than him. "Y' lay a hand on him, Hanley, an' y' a fuckin' dead man walking." He said in a dark, threatening tone; Hanley had always been a coward...maybe he could just scare him into letting the kid go.

Hanley just laughed. "But t' do that, you got t' get out first." He said, motioning to the chain that was holding him to the radiator.

"Don't y' worry, I will get out, Hanley. An' when I do, y' goin' t' wish y' never laid eyes on what's mine." Billy's tone was still dark...and all three men knew what he meant by mine...Spencer. His eyes were drawn away from Hanley when he noticed the kid was shaking his head ever-so-slightly. What was that about? Didn't Spencer believe him? Did he think he couldn't get him out?

Hanley was furious. He grabbed Spencer by his hair, yanking him up to his knees. He leaned down, his face close to the kid's head. "Are y' his?"

Billy frowned, not understanding what was going on...especially not when he saw Spencer's eyes widened in something akin to understanding. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped when his eyes locked with Spencer's.

"...No..." Spencer said.

Hanley smirked before his tongue shot out and lapped at Spencer's neck, making him cringe. He snickered as he shoved the kid, hard, making him fall face-forward onto the hard floor.

Billy lunged forward...or at least tried to; the bulky metal chain pulled him back. He practically snarled at Hanley. "Bastard! Leave him alone!" He kept pulling forward, trying to get closer to Hanley and Spencer. It wasn't working.

Hanley watched as Spencer started to lift back up...and slammed his foot onto the middle of his back, pushing him down onto the floor, roughly. He listened to Spencer moan in pain before he looked over at Billy and made his way towards him.

JJ walked down the corridor. She had been longer than she'd meant to be...but she was sure Spencer wouldn't mind, she had her suspicions about what he and Billy Darley were up to. In a way she was happy for him, that he had someone and seemed so happy...but she was worried. Billy was a gang lord and...well, not really a good guy. But she knew she couldn't change Spence's mind once he set it...the only people who actually had a chance at that were Hotch and Morgan, and things between him and Morgan had been different since this case started.

She knocked on the door. "Spence, is it alright for me to come in?" There was no answer. Maybe they were asleep. She opened the door and her eyes widened. The table and its chairs were knocked over. She looked around frantically, checking the bathroom and even going as far to look under the bed. Spence and Billy were nowhere to be found. Oh no. Oh shit.

She ran from the room.

"Stop it! Leave him alone!" Spencer yelled –practically screeched- as loud as he could at Hanley. He wasn't sure how long it had been going on for...but Hanley had been beating Billy, and because Billy had been trying to fight back, he had grabbed a baseball bat and was now using that.

Hanley stopped hitting Billy and turned his attention to Spencer, lifting the bat.

Billy watched from his position on the floor as Hanley started towards the kid. He'd never felt so weak, if he hadn't been chained up Hanley wouldn't have been able to get anywhere near him...never mind kick the shit out of him. He couldn't let him hurt the Kid. He swung his leg out –ignoring the sharp pain that shot through it-, catching Hanley's and knocking him over.

Spencer watched in fear and panic as Hanley scrambled to his feet, yelling and cursing, and shoved him hard against the radiator, making him fall down onto the floor again. He watched Hanley go over to Billy, hitting him with the bat again...but the gang lord just kept laughing at him.

He looked around the room, trying to find something he could use against Hanley. There were photos on the walls...no, this couldn't be, Hanley couldn't be so stupid. The photos on the wall were of the victims: before, during and after his rape, torture and murder. This was his home. They were in Hanley's apartment. He knew he was right because there was no way a killer like Hanley would have something so precious anywhere but his home...but they had searched his home, it had looked like no one had been there for months.

Oh, Spencer realised, he had another place...Garcia must have missed it. He hoped the team found it soon...he really didn't want to be raped and tortured...but what he really didn't want more than that was for Hanley to beat Billy to death.

"Billy...Billy, a-are you alright? Can you hear me?" Spencer whispered. He was pulling on his chains, trying to get closer to Billy...who Hanley had practically knocked out; the gang leader kept slipping in and out of consciousness. He didn't know how long Hanley was going to be gone, so he needed to know if Billy was okay...or if he was seriously hurt. To Spencer, the man looked like he should be out of it completely...but he didn't know how much Billy could take, so maybe he would be okay...right?

"Yeah...c-can hear y' kid..." Billy groaned out.

"Oh, thank goodness, I thought you-...never mind. But can you keep your eyes open?" Spencer watched as the gang lord pushed himself up into a sitting position, awkwardly and painfully. But his eyes were still closed and his breathing was shallow and slow. "Please, Billy, l-look at me."

"'M...try-...tryin', k-kid..."

Spencer nodded. "I know. But...I need you to stay awake, okay? I-I don't know where Hanley's gone but...w-when he gets back," He took a deep breath. "I need you to watch."

Billy struggled, but he forced his eyes open. "Y'...y' want me t'...watch while h-he...ra-rapes y'!"

"No, of course I don't w-want you to..." Spencer told him. "But if you don't, he's just g-going to keep h-hitting you...I need you to watch, s-so he doesn't hurt you anymore."

"Y' know...why he hit me...'m keepin' you sa-,"

"I know." Spencer said quickly, cutting him off. "You think I-I didn't see? I know why y-you kicked him...to keep m-me safe." He knew exactly why Billy had taken such a beating...so he didn't have to. But he wouldn't be able to take much more, couldn't Billy see that? "But now i-it's my turn, okay? H-he's going to end up k-killing you if he keeps h-hitting you!"

"S-so?" Billy said quietly. He understood what the kid was saying, he knew he wouldn't be able to take much more...it was getting harder to just talk. "Y' think...I can't take...c-care of m'self?...T-take care of...y-you?"

Spencer's eyes filled with tears. "I know y-you can...but let me-,"

"No fuckin' way!" Billy said angrily. "He ain't...goin' t' lay a hand...on y', didn't I tell y' that?"

Spencer nodded. "I know you did. But let's be realistic, he's hurt you...so you can't fight him. B-but if he...with me, then that'll buy us some time. M-my team will be coming for us, I promise. So for now...j-just let me take care of you, okay?"

"But kid," Billy started...but stopped when they both heard a door slam shut. Hanley was back. He looked at the kid and saw his wide eyes...he was so scared.

"Just...s-stay awake, okay? Please."

The door swung open and Hanley made his way over to Spencer, while Billy pointlessly pulled on his chains, trying to get free. "Ah, I see you're back wit' us, Darley." Hanley smirked. "Jus' in time too." He grabbed Spencer by his hair and slammed him down against the cold hard floor.

Spencer couldn't help but whimper as he hit the ground, his face smacking against it painfully and the chain pulling on his arms roughly as he was twisted awkwardly on the floor. He felt something cold and sharp against his back...and it took him a few moments to realise it was a knife. He started to struggle; yeah, he told Billy to stay awake, that he was basically going to let Hanley do what he wanted...but he never said he wouldn't put up a fight. He kicked out and yanked on the chains.

"Y' fuckin' touch him Hanley...I will-I'll fuckin' kill y'!" Billy said angrily...but all three men could hear the struggle in his voice. And they all knew there was nothing he could do.

Hanley scoffed and slammed Spencer's head down against the floor again.

Spencer gasped and a wave of dizziness took over him. He was pulled back and onto his knees, his back pressing against Hanley's chest. He tried to pull away but Hanley's hand just tightened in his hair.

"Now, stop y' squirming an' I'll keep this away till the second time I take y'." Hanley smirked as he ran the blade of the knife lightly down Spencer's cheek.

Spencer heard Billy make an angry noise and the chains rattle again...but he didn't get the chance to see before Hanley pushed him down onto the floor again. He whimpered in pain at the impact of the hard ground against his face.

"Y' got t' watch this, Darley." Hanley smirked at the gang lord.

"Fuckin' bastard!" Billy said as loudly as he could and started yanking on the chains again.

"Billy, stop it." Spencer told him. He knew if the man kept it up, he was going to hurt himself. "It's okay. I'm okay."

Hanley lifted Spencer's head...before slamming it down again, listening to the kid whimper. "Yeah, Darley, he's okay, stop it." He said in a patronising tone, smirking. He pulled Spencer's boxers down and yanked them off his long skinny legs...before grabbing his hips and pulling him up so he was on his knees but still on his chest, his bum hanging up in the air.

Spencer looked over at Billy from his place on the floor; the man's face was covered in blood and the rest of his body was spotted with it too...but his eyes were still so blue. His eyes locked with Billy's...and he suddenly realised what position he was in, what was about to happen, and that Billy was going to see it all. Hell, he had told him to watch. He didn't want him to see...he didn't want him to watch...he wanted to disappear. He knew what he could do, what he would do when he was a scared child, he shut his eyes as tight as he could...if he couldn't see Billy, then Billy couldn't see him.

"Huh, so beautiful." Hanley said quietly before leaning over Spencer and biting at his shoulder, hard enough to draw blood.

Spencer bit his bottom lip to stop from whimpering; he knew it would just excite Hanley more.

"Hanley, get off him!" Billy yelled, yanking on the chains again.

Spencer tensed as he felt the knife playfully tracing his spine. "T-this isn't what you do, Hanley." He said quickly. "You don't start cutting u-until after o-our first time, right?"

"Huh, I guess y' do know me." Hanley said and dropped the knife to the floor.

Spencer opened his eyes and looked at Billy. They exchanged a knowing look...and Billy shook his head. He knew the man thought he couldn't do it. But he could. He had to. He had to get out of this situation. He had to get Billy to the hospital. "Hanley,"

"What?" Hanley asked as he gripped at Spencer's cheeks and roughly spread them, and then going back to biting at his back.

"I know you don't like it when we fight you," Spencer said while he slowly and carefully moved his hand along the cold floor. "so if I do exactly what you want and more...can I have a favour?"

Hanley snorted. "Depends."

"Will you let him live?" Spencer asked. He hoped the man said yes, if he did...he didn't need to do what he had planned. He would just let Hanley have his way and hope the team found them before Hanley started cutting him.

"If it weren't Darley," Hanley started before biting roughly again at the kid's back. "I might even think 'bout it. But 'cause it's him...he's goin' t' fuckin' rot in here!"

Spencer swallowed thickly before biting at his bottom lip. His fingers curled around the cold metal handle and he lifted it...and sunk it into Hanley's side roughly, before pulling it out and doing it again. He heard Hanley shout out in pain and before he could stab him for a third time, the man hurried off of him and shoved his foot against his behind, kicking him back to the ground.

"Y' little bitch! Fuckin' little bitch!" Hanley screeched and reached for the knife. He kicked Spencer in the side as the kid tried to get up, knocking him over onto his back. He straddled his hips and pressed the knife against his neck, slightly drawing blood.

"Hanley!" Billy yelled. "Fuckin' get off him!" He could feel something giving, it wasn't the chain but there was something giving and he could move further than before. He kept pulling furiously.

Hanley raised the knife high over Spencer's chest.

Spencer heard shouting, angry and pained noises as he felt the sharp tip hit his chest.

End of chapter 10!

Thanks for reading and everything! Sorry for making you all wait so long, ;), but have had some major shit going on lately...but somehow, this chap came so easy to me! which makes me happy :D Anyway, hope you like this chap -know it's a little short but- and I'll do my best to get the next chap up soon! :)