Ha ha! Yep I'm evil for ending the last chapter on a cliffhanger :) but i like to keep y'all on the edge of your seats! :D Sorry about killing Noah, I needed him out of the way. I know that there are so many other ways to get him on the sidelines, but I just felt like killing a character then (:S and he just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Thanks for all the reviews, they're very uplifting :) if y'all write on here, you understand that reviews, good or bad, help with a story a lot! So thanks again to everyone that reviewed :P Oh yeah and the part about Ryan having a gun...i seriously know NOTHING about guns, so if I'm off by a lot, or a little just use your great imaginations and just ignore my mistakes :D

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Chapter 9

Pain was the only thing that Reid could think about, or feel. When he tried to let his mind wander, or try to sleep, he was brutally brought back to reality by anguishing waves of sering pain. Every time he opened his eyes, the bright lights streaming in from the windows caused pounding headaches, and extreme nausea to occur.

Every now and then a nurse would come to check on Reid, but other than that he could sense no familiar presence with him. The room was empty, and cold. Reid was about to fall back into an uneasy sleep, when he suddenly felt a rough hand on his neck, pulling him into a sitting position.

Reid winced, when he was abruptly jerked upward. He opened his eyes, to see Ryan smiling, malevolently, back at him.

"Don't scream, if you do," Ryan motioned to a gun he had in his left hand, "you won't be the only one that dies today."

Reid's eyes were wide with panic, and fear.

Why is this still happening? Why is nobody here to help me? Reid thought.

As Ryan pulled Reid out of the hospital bed, Reid tried to free himself from Ryan's iron grasp around his neck. Ryan noticed Reid struggles, and punched him in the stomach. Reid gasped, and his legs gave out. Ryan dragged him over near the window.

"I don't have time for that! Stay still, and don't make any noise, or I start shooting all the people on this floor!" Ryan strictly said, in a hushed tone.

Ryan walked back over to the door, and locked it. He then preceded to walk back over to Reid, who was sitting limply against a wall. Ryan pulled the blinds down to make sure an outside view was impossible, and to make sure nobody could witness was was going to happen.

"Where's Noah?" Reid asked, in a horse voice, trying to stall Ryan for just a few more minutes. Reid was hoping that a nurse would come to the door and notice that it was locked, and get him help before Ryan did to much damage. Reid knew that Ryan wasn't going to let him get out of this unscathed.

"Noah is none of your concern, but I'll have you know that I took care of him." Ryan said stepping closer to Reid, taking a knife out of his pocket.

Reid tried to push himself as far away from Ryan as he could, but the wall, and his waining physical strength didn't allow it.

"Wh-"

"Shut the hell up!" Ryan shouted, apparently not caring if he could be heard anymore. Then he lunged foreword, aiming for Reid's neck. Reid moved at the last second, saving his neck, but the knife sunk down into his right shoulder.

Reid opened his mouth to scream, but his dry throat only permitted air to pass, no audible noises were heard. His left hand instantly came up to hold his injured shoulder, to try give himself some form of comfort, but his efforts were useless, the pain was still there,and was not going to leave any time soon.

"Shit! you little bastard!" Ryan shouted, not caring if anyone heard him screaming anymore. Ryan, then ripped the knife out of Reid's shoulder, and brought it down into his ribcage.

Reid gasped in pain, but managed to kick Ryan square in the chest, with enough force to knock him over. Ryan stood up in shock, he didn't think Reid had that much energy left in him. He then smiled and advanced back toward Reid.

"You're going to be sorry that you just did that."

Morgan pushed the SUV's speed limit to the max, as he sped through the snow and traffic filled streets. Even though St. Luke's was only a few blocks away, every second could mean life or death for their young colleague. Both Hotch, and Morgan were on edge, they tensed, when the vehicle had to slow to avoid other cars, and pedestrians.

Prentiss and JJ were following a few blocks behind, driving about just as fast.

"Damn it, ass hole!" Morgan yelled, as a black car cut him off in an intersection. He quickly sped up again, and continued to drive in silence, with a frown on his face.

A few minutes later, they were stopped again, but this time is was because the street leading to St. Luke's was barricaded by a road block. Morgan cursed again, pulling over to a restaurant that was across the street from the hospital.

Hotch and Morgan, quickly crossed the street, and proceeded to walk to the entrance of the hospital. A police officer stopped them in their tracks.

"I'm going to have to ask you to gentlemen to leave the designated area," the officer said in a monotone voice.

"What the hell is going on man?" Morgan asked with an agitated tone, "we aren't leaving, our friend is in there!"

Hotch flashed his FBI credentials, and the police officer let out an annoyed sigh.

"The hospital is being evacuated due to an unidentified gunman; shots have been fired," the officer muttered.

The eyes of both agents grew wide with worry and fear for Reid's life. The words 'shots have been fired' would not leave their heads.

"We have to get in there." Morgan said, and started walking toward the front of the building.

"You can't just go in there! Do you want that man to start shooting again, and have more people die, because of you?" the police office shouted at Morgan, and quickly grabbed his shoulder to stop him from entering the hospital.

Morgan whipped around, pulled his arm out of the grasp the man had it in, and stared the police officer right in the eye.

"Nobody is gonna die because of me," He stared with deadly determination.

"Look man," the police officer said, "there are a few nurses wearing yellow vests in the left parking lot ,where the patients are being transported, they will be able to tell you if your friend is in the building or not," he said trying to gain some trust from Morgan.

Hotch spoke up, after it started to look like Morgan was going to rip the police officer's throat out.

"Morgan, we need to find one of those nurses now. We don't even know if Reid is still in the building, and if he is time is against us; I can't have you wasting any of it being mad at a police officer."

Hotch walked briskly toward the left parking lot, his eyes already searching for any signs of a yellow vest.

Morgan muttered a few inaudible words to the office, then jogged to catch up with Hotch's quickened pace.

Ryan had 10 bullets left he'd only had to fire 2.

Reid was still conscious, but the pain was indescribable. Every movement, even the small ones, like breathing, caused him to wince.

"What are you gawking at?" Ryan asked kicking Reid in the leg, to get his attention.

Reid flinched at Ryan's sudden movement, then winced when Ryan's foot made contact with his leg.

"You shot those nurses, they-"

"Yes, 'they' brought their deaths upon themselves, if they had just obeyed me, they would have lived to see another day."

"That's something that I will never understand." Reid thought out loud.

"What is?" Ryan asked interested in what Reid had to say.

"What triggers the thought in a person's mind, that tells them that taking a life is instantly OK? You are just like ever other murderer out there. Ryan you think that you are better, but in reality you are just another narcissistic psychopath."

"You little shit." Ryan said in a mocking tone. He then turned around to face Reid and shot him in the leg.

Reid screamed, and grabbed his leg. Tears were clouding his vision, so he didn't see Ryan kneeling down next to him

"Am I still just the same as the others?" Ryan whispered into Reid's ear, and for the sake of his life, he didn't reply. He just tried to apply as much pressure to his leg as his body would allow him to, all the while uncontrollable tears continued to fall. He didn't know how much more of this he could take.

Hotch and Morgan had just found a nurse that was wearing a yellow vest over a large jacket, when they heard a SWAT member shouting into his microphone, "shot fired! shot fired!"

They could only hope that Reid was not inside with the shooter, that they were sure was Ryan.

"Can I help you the nurse asked," in a frazzled tone, he breath cloud covering most of her face. She was obviously upset with all that was happening, and the cold weather didn't help her at all.

"Yes, we're looking for a patient, his name is Spencer Reid." Hotch asked, wishing that the nurse would say ,'yes he's here', but he knew better.

"I'm sorry, but his name isn't on my list, you could try checking with another nurse, they might have seen, and checked his name down, or he could have been transported to another hospital," she said with a small smile, trying to sound reassuring.

"Shit!" Morgan shouted, and began to walk off, not caring about all the strange stares he was receiving.

"Morgan you need to calm down." Hotch said in a stern tone, looking Morgan strait in the eye.

"How in the hell can I be calm Hotch? He's in this mess because of me!" Morgan shout getting louder and louder.

"I understand that you might think that, but it's not true. You need to set those feeling aside, Reid needs us to be thinking clearly right now, no matter how hard that is."

Just then JJ and Prentiss walked up.

"Did you find him?" JJ asked hoping for the right words to bring her some type of relief.

"No, he's still inside, with Ryan." Morgan muttered, "How did you two find us in this crowd?"

Both JJ and Prentiss smiled despite the current situation.

"You shout really loud Morgan." JJ said, with a small smile on her face, which disappeared when Morgan began to glare at her.

"I'm going find a way into the hospital," Morgan said, then walked off.

"He's still blaming himself, for all of this," Hotch said, as soon as Morgan walked away.

"We figured he still would, at lest until he gets Reid back," Prentiss stated.

"I'm going talk to the police, JJ I need you to go see if any of the press knows things that we don't. Prentiss I need you to go see if we can get into the building. Reid needs us to get to him now," Hotch said.

After a span of about 10 minutes, Morgan had convinced to SWAT team to enter the hospital. His way of persuading was more threats, than anything else. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Hotch's number.

"Hey, Hotch I got the SWAT team ready to enter the hospital. We're moving in 5 minutes," Morgan said.

"OK, I'll get Prentiss, and JJ. We'll meet you at the front entrance."

Reid's breathing had increased, and he was having more and more trouble keeping his eyes open, and that frightened him. He was scared that if he closed his eyes, he wouldn't wake up; he didn't want to die. Even in the warmth of the heated hospital room, Reid shivered, and was reminded of the perilous situation he was in.

Ryan had been kicking and cutting Reid, with his knife, for 30 minutes. Each time Reid yelped, winced or tried to free himself from Ryan's grip, Ryan would only laugh.

"You are going to die alone." Ryan said as he brought his knife up to Reid's neck. Just then Reid heard shouting from behind the closed hospital door, and the voices were familiar to him.

Ryan was surprised by the sudden break of silence, and he stood up pulling Reid into a stand position, using him as a human shield right as the door was kicked open.

Reid got lightheaded when he was forced to his feet, but Ryan held him up firm with a knife at his neck. Even though Reid's vision was blurring, he could recognize the faces of his team members standing in the door way.

"Ryan put the knife down!" Hotch shouted, as he had his gun pointed at the deranged man.

Ryan let out a laugh, at mocked Hotch's demand. "What makes you think I would do that? My mother died, so he has to die too!" Ryan began to put pressure on the knife, causing scarlet blood to break out against Reid's pale skin.

"Ryan! You keep pressing on that knife and I'm going to shoot you!" Morgan yelled, with pure hate in his voice.

"Ok, Ok, you caught me." Ryan said lowering the knife from Reid's neck, but didn't let the young man go.

"Ryan let Reid go, and put your hand's on your head." Hotch said getting frustrated.

Ryan didn't respond, he just stood there with a blank expression on his face.

"Reid does he have any other weapons on him?" Hotch asked.

"Other than the knife in his hand, he has a gun inside his jacket." Reid replied with a raspy voice, that hurt all of his friends to hear.

Out of nowhere, Ryan sprung back to life, catching all the agents and SWAT members off guard, quickly stabbing the knife into Reid's neck. After he had the knife in Reid's neck, he twisted it and then pulled it out just a fast as he jabbed it in.

Reid dropped to the floor, holding his neck, screaming in pain. Then second Reid was down all of the guns that were in the building were aimed, and discharging bullets at Ryan Gray.

Ryan was dead before his body hit the floor, everyone had stopped firing after one shot, except Morgan. Half of the bullets in Ryan's body were from Morgan's gun.

Once Ryan's body hit the floor the BAU profilers, knew he was dead, and that it was safe to proceed farther into the room, to aid their fallen colleague.

Reid was lying on the cold hospital floor, choking on his own blood. He had tried to stop the blood from flowing out of his neck, but he had lost to much blood, and was slowing fading away.

JJ was holding Reid's hand, talking to him, and trying to keep him awake. Morgan had ripped the sheet off of the hospital bed and had it firmly placed against Reid's neck. Hotch was shouting at the SWAT team to get help. Prentiss was holding on to Reid's other hand, and she couldn't help but notice how cold it was.

The second Ryan had been shot everything happened in slow motion. The entire BAU team was in shock, and stayed on the ground next to their fallen friend until the doctors took him away once again; his life was in their hands.

OK, yeah I know that what I just did to Reid was extremely evil, and at least I'm acknowledging it. :S But hey he was in a hospital, so he should be alright, Reid is tough! Oh I'm pretty sure that Ch 10 is going to be the ending chapter to my story. I'm so excited! I'm amazed that I kept writing for this long :D AND i need to thank all the people the added me to author alert, favorite author/story, and reviewed! And thanks to all the people that stayed with my story these long weeks :D i really appreciated that :P I'm gonna TRY to get the next chapter up as soon as possible! bear with me! school just gets in the way!