Chapter 10: Mental Scars

JJ walked out of the shower to find Spencer sitting on their bed his head resting on his knees. "Spence, we didn't have a choice," she murmured.

"I screwed this up, I can't believe I screwed this up. I made things worse," he muttered.

"We're talking about someone who loves control and we've been challenging it since we were brought here," she answered.

She reached out to touch him when he moved away from her. "Why the hell would you want to be near me after what I just did?" he asked.

"Because you didn't want to do it as much as I didn't want to," she replied.

She moved closer and hugged him tight. Spencer hugged her back, resting his forehead against her shoulder as they held onto each other. "I love you, that'll never change," she told him.

"I'm sorry, JJ, I'm so sorry," he answered.

JJ let out a deep breath as she rested her forehead against the side of his head. "I love you, and I'm sorry too," she answered with tears in her eyes. They lied in the bed and cried silently in each other's arms.

The next morning, the two of them were asleep when suddenly someone grabbed Spencer's leg, dragging him out of bed. "WHAT THE HELL?!" JJ exclaimed a Spencer hit the floor, his head just barely missing the trunk that was in front of the footboard of the bed.

"Get up," Matt ordered, "Father wants you downstairs."

"We already did what he asked to prove we've submit!" JJ snapped.

Matt chuckled darkly. "You haven't submitted yet," he answered.

"We did what he asked, what more does he want?!" Spencer demanded.

"You're cooperation," Matt answered.

"We're cooperating," JJ told him.

"No, you are arguing with me," Matt answered, "That is not cooperating."

JJ's eyes grew wide and Matt just grinned at the blond. "Come, he is waiting," he told them, "So is your little girl." Spencer leapt to his feet.

"You have our kid?" he demanded.

"She was hungry," Matt answered with a grin.

Spencer let out a shout and he tackled the man in the middle. "SPENCE!" JJ shouted as with the force from the tackle sent both men down the stairs.

Hitting the bottom of the stairs, Matt was immediately on top of Spencer, punching him in the face. The second punch came and Spencer immediately blocked it, kicking the man in the stomach he threw him over his head and his body landed on the coffee table. Getting to his feet, Spencer kicked him in the face again and ran out of the house. "WHERE IS SHE?!" he shouted.

Looking over, JJ saw The Father standing there with a smirk on his face and in his arms was Sandra. "Give her to us!" she demanded.

"You'll get her back my dear, but you must do as I ask," he answered.

JJ went to walk over to the man when several of the people crowded around him like a wall. JJ looked at all of the people surrounding him. "HE'S A MONSTER! He's no Leader!" she snapped at all of them, "He took you from your homes and families! People who love you!"

"Jennifer, my children love me. You will learn to love me," he answered.

"No, you won't break us. You won't win," she told him angrily.

She could see the man sneer and it sent a chill up her spine. "Matt, you've been wanting Jennifer for a while haven't you?" he asked. Matt stood beside him and smirked. "Have at her," he told him. Before she had time to react the man rushed up to her and grabbed her around the waist.

"LET GO!" Spencer shouted.

Running over, he wrapped his arms around Matt's neck using whatever strength he had to apply pressure to the man's throat. Throwing JJ to the ground, Matt grabbed Spencer's arms, throwing him over his head. The genius hit the ground with a groan and rolled out of the way when the man went to step on his head. Jumping to his feet, Spencer jumped back three times as Matt swung at him with the hunting knife. Grabbing his wrist, he attempted to twist it when Matt swung at his head. Ducking, Spencer kicked the side of his knee and it sent Matt to the ground. Spencer got up, but then Matt took the knife and stabbed it into Spencer's knee. "SPENCE!" JJ shouted as Spencer fell to the ground, holding his leg.

Spencer took the knife out of his leg and saw Matt coming at him. Thinking quickly, Spencer got back to his feet, struggling not to put weight on his leg. Matt pulled another knife from his other pocket and ran at Spencer with it. The younger man grabbed his attacker by the arm and everyone watched as Matt cried out and his eyes grew wide. Spencer looked down to see that the knife had gone straight into his stomach.

Matt dropped to the ground dead and Spencer immediately dropped the knife that was still in his hand. JJ hurried over to Spencer, checking his leg as he sat down. She ripped some of the material off the nightgown she was still wearing, using it as a tourniquet to stop the bleeding. "He was just a kid," he murmured, "No older than me." JJ hushed him, resting her hand on his cheek when The Father walked over.

"Don't think your two's time here is over," he told them.

JJ stood up. "He's hurt, he can't perform hurt," she snapped, "And don't you have any feelings over the fact Matt is dead?" The Father looked over to see a young woman crying over Matt's lifeless body.

"He will get a proper burial, but again, my dear. This isn't over," he told her.

"Can we get something to take care of his leg?" she demanded.

The Father smirked. "What are you willing to do for any sort of medical supplies?" he asked.

"You're serious," she murmured.

He only chuckled darkly, grabbing her and one of his other men grabbed Spencer. "You will do as I demand," he told her. JJ swallowed and looked at Spencer. "Strip," he ordered. Spencer closed his eyes tight as he ignored the pain in his leg as he and JJ removed their clothes to obey this man before they were punished even further.

After their morning humiliation, they were given the medical supplies as promised. JJ looked at Spencer, who was refusing any sort of numbing medication. "Spence, it will help with the pain," she insisted.

"No, just do it, JJ," he answered.

Frowning, she took the needle and started stitch the stab wound in his leg. Spencer bit his tongue, gripping the arms of the couch as he waited for the pain to stop.

It felt like an eternity, but she finally finished stitching his leg up and wrapped a gauzy bandage around it to keep infection out. Spencer let out a deep breath, tilting his head back. "Dammit," he muttered. Frowning, she pressed a kiss to his cheek when the baby started to cry.

"He can't keep doing this to us," she answered.

"He's going to by any means necessary. He means to break us," he told her.

He propped his leg up on the table, letting out a deep breath. "He wants us to submit, so by constantly humiliating us he believes it'll make us submit," he explained.

"I figured as much, but what are we going to do about it?" she asked.

Wincing from the pain, he sat up more on the couch as JJ sat next to him with their daughter. "We have to go with his game, that's always been the plane," he answered, "Until the team finds us." They were silent when the team was mentioned

"Do you think the team will find us?" she asked.

"They'll find us," he replied, "They have to."

"We need to get out of here, Spence," she told him quietly.

Nodding his head slowly, he got more comfortable. "We can't depend on the team, at least we haven't so far. More than likely they made it look like we disappeared off the planet," he answered.

"What are we going to do about that?" she asked.

"I can't get to a phone, they won't let me back in there until we're broken," he answered.

They were silent and Sandra let out a little noise as she told her mama she was full. While his wife fixed her shirt, Spencer took his daughter into his arms with a towel to burp her. They were both pondering it, both mulling over the idea, but then they looked at each other. "We escape," JJ murmured.

"We find a way to get out of here," he agreed.

JJ leaned forward, pressing her lips to his in a gentle, yet loving kiss. Spencer kissed her back, his hand resting on the back of her neck when their six-week-old daughter let out a noise. "I'm sorry, are we not giving you enough attention?" JJ cooed to the baby. Spencer chuckled lightly, rubbing her back and the baby let out a loud burp. "There we go," she cooed, taking the baby into her arms, "See, Spencer, I did tell you that you'll be a great dad."

"I'm trying," he answered.

"And you're doing a great job," she said smiling.

She pressed a kiss to his cheek before he pulled her close and they looked over their daughter. The one good thing that ever happened to them in this place, the birth of their daughter. Spencer was holding his daughter's tiny feet in his hand, watching as they moved around and kicked while her tiny hands gripped JJ's free hand that was resting on her stomach. "She's really a miracle," he commented, forcing JJ to look up.

"I thought you didn't believe in that stuff?" she asked.

"When you're the one who watches your child come into the world without any sort of complications or any sort of doctor to make sure no harm comes to her, it has to be something," he answered.

"Spence, you know if we escape he won't stop hunting for us," she commented.

"We bring the team here then," he answered.

JJ looked at him. "You think if we get out of here he's going to stay in one place?" she asked. Spencer was silent and he held his daughter's tiny hand in his, kissing her tiny fingertips.

"Then we hunt him," was his only answer.