A/N(warning): This chapter deals with a bit of a mature subject.

Chapter X

Two months had gone by since Grace entered the Witness Protection program. The program resettled her in a small town not far from Charleston, South Carolina. Grace was still unhappy about the situation. Being so far from Spencer when they should be planning their wedding was made doubly hard by her recent discovery. Grace learned the week before that she was pregnant. She was a little over two months along and had no way of sharing the news with Spencer. Grace called Agent Kassmeyer and explained the situation, but he refused to pass along the news knowing that Spencer would again try to find out where Grace was to join her. Grace knew Spencer argued he be allowed to join her in Witness Protection, but Hotch and Kassmeyer had both nixed his request for multiple reasons.

Walking into the Piggly Wiggly Grace took a cart to do her weekly shopping. Sad as it was her trips to the grocery store were the highlight of her week. It was really the only thing she did all week. When Grace was placed in witness protection they told her they would find her a job, but so far no job had materialized so she spent most of her days watching t.v. or reading.

As Grace turned the corner of an aisle she felt a strong arm go around her waist and a sharp pain in her side. She started to yelp, but a voice that was both unpleasant and unwelcome said, "Hello Grace. Don't scream or you will regret it."

Looking up Grace found herself looking into the face of the last person she expected to see, Nathanial Malcom. He was supposed to still be in jail. Why was I not notified of his release? Witness Protection! Shit they probably couldn't find me. How did he find me? Keeping her voice calm and she prayed her face straight she replied, "I'm not sure who you think I am but my name is Emma Dashwood. Please let me go."

"Oh now Grace love, you think I would ever forget your face or your voice, much less the scent of your perfume. Mmm. . . you still wear Sunflowers. Now this is how things are going to go, we are going to walk to the check out and pay for your groceries. Then you will accompany me to my car and we will load said groceries into the trunk and then you will get into the front seat. If you don't do things exactly as I tell you to you will regret it."

"Please my name isn't Grace." Grace felt the knife dig slightly into her side as Nate pulled her closer.

"I'm not stupid. I don't know who you are hiding from, but I know who you are. Where's your lap dog fiancé Dr. Reid?" Grace's face registered fear because he shouldn't have known about her engagement. "Ah I see I've struck a nerve and you just gave yourself away. Walk."

Grace pushed the cart forward down the aisle towards the registers. Nate put the knife away, but maintained a tight grip on her waist. There was no one who could help her. Grace knew she was trapped with no way out. Reaching the checkout counter Grace loaded her groceries on the conveyor belt as Peggy, her usual cashier, checked her out.

"Emma honey, who is this tall drink of water? You've never mentioned having a boyfriend."

Grace started to reply, but was cut off by Nate saying, "Oh I'm a recent addition to Emma's life. My name is Dr. Spencer Reid. Pleasure to meet you."

"Oooo, Fancy! Emma, he's good looking and a for you."

Grace simply smiled at Peggy and nodded. She quickly loaded the bags of groceries into her cart as Nate took ahold of her arm again as she pushed the cart out the door.

"Please just let me go. I don't want any trouble. I just want to be left alone."

"Not going to happen Grace. I've been waiting a long time to get you alone again. Now then do as I instructed you or else."

Grace was fighting the rising panic in her chest. She knew if she got in the car with Nate she would never see Spencer again. Nate released her arm when they reached the car and Grace attempted to flee, but Nate easily caught her and drug her back to the car. Opening the front door he shoved her into the car saying, "I really wish you hadn't tried to run love. Put your hands out in your lap."

Grace reluctantly complied as a set of plastic zip tie handcuffs appeared. "I'm begging you please just let me go."

"Shut it! I will put you in the trunk if you don't keep that mouth of yours shut."

Grace was trembling as Nate placed the cuffs around her wrists and tightened them. It was all she could do to keep from crying. Nate buckled her seatbelt around her before putting the groceries in the back seat of the car. He quickly moved around the car and sat down in the driver's seat. Grace stared out the passenger window trying not to think what awaited her when they arrived at whatever their destination was. If it weren't for the fact she was handcuffed and sitting in a car with a lunatic she would have enjoyed the drive. The countryside around Charleston was beautiful. As it was she was too terrified to enjoy the scenery.

Grace woke sometime later as the noise from the engine stopped. Blinking Grace wasn't fully awake when the door opened and she was yanked from the car. She found herself being pulled through a deserted campground towards a cluster of picnic tables.

"I've waited long enough for this. Here will work as well as any other location to take what is mine by rights." Nate was dragging her across the damp ground as he spoke. Grace drug her feet and tried to pull back. Nate angrily jerked on the cuffs causing Grace to crash heavily into him. Reaching up Nate grabbed a fist full of Grace's hair and yanked her head up to look at him. "I would advise you to stop stalling. There is no one out here in the wilds of South Carolina to save you this time love. If you had just given into me years ago this wouldn't be happening." He leaned down and forcefully kissed Grace holding her hard against himself as she struggled to break free. Grace could feel that he was enjoying her terror. Pulling away he backhanded her, causing Grace to fall. Hauling her back to her feet he dragged her to the nearest table and pushed her against it face down. As her face hit the surface she felt her skirt being shoved up around her waist and with a harsh tug her panties were gone. Grace tried to push up and away from the table. She bucked against Nate's weight doing anything she could to prevent what she knew was about to happen.

"Don't do this, please, don't. If you ever loved me please don't hurt me." Shoving her head against the table and holding it there Nate growled in her ear, "Keep that pretty mouth of yours shut or I will shut it for you. I told you I would come back and take what was mine. And this," he said grasping her painfully between the legs, "is mine."

Grace squeezed her eyes shut and cried as Nate took what he wanted of her. When he was finished he roughly yanked Grace up, turning her to face him, and ran a hand through her hair, "Ah love next time I expect you to be a more active participant." Grace refused to look him in the eye as he spoke causing Nate to laugh before hauling her towards the car. Grace moved as if she were in a waking nightmare. She knew Nate had no intention of letting her go anytime soon, if ever. She also knew he planned on 'taking what was his' as he called it, again anytime he wanted to. How long until he realized she was pregnant and what kind of reaction to that piece of information would he have? It was only when she realized that the trunk was open she snapped out of her thoughts and began to struggle again.

"Please don't. Please I'm begging you."

"Get in the trunk Grace. I can't very well have my neighbors see me bringing you home. That would make it far too easy for dear sweet Spencer to find you. Why aren't you in D.C. with your dork?" Grace shook her head and refused to respond. "No matter. I know that I have all the time in the world with you alone now because neither your brother nor fiancé will ever know I have you because I changed my name."