Sorry it's been so long...I had writer's block on this story, but I'm back into it now so I hope you like this chapter! There's more to come :)

"Hey Will." JJ's voice sounded remorseful.

"JJ…" Will started with the same apologetic tone in his voice. "I'm sorry about earlier…sometimes I just lose it. I know that this is your job and you're right it is who you are so I have no right to question it. I love you JJ and I don't want anything to change. I'm sorry." He told her, knowing that it would make her heart swell. That is what he had been going for. He wanted to make it up to her more than anything.

"I'm sorry too, but today's our last day so when I get back how about you, Henry and I all go to the zoo. You know how he loves that."

"That sounds great." Will smiled and glanced over at their son who was playing with some toys in the middle of the living room. "So how is the case going?"

JJ went on to tell him about the whole dog search, the things they had found out and how they were about to be going to the block party thing that was going to end their undercover mission. "So tonight is the night when we're supposed to get as much information as possible so that by tomorrow, we'll have someone in custody."

"Great." Will made sure to sound genuinely involved in the conversation, because he actually was interested in what was happening. He chuckled a little bit before asking, "How's your marriage to Reid going?"

"You know, he can actually cook... I think you just might have some competition." JJ joked playfully.

"Are you saying that you don't like my macaroni and cheese? Fine…whatever, Jayje." Will joked back. "It's not like you're a master chef either…"

"I'll have you know…" JJ stopped herself. "I really don't even have an argument for that." They both laughed.

"I miss you Jayje so when you get home I'll be sure to have a nice bowl of macaroni and cheese waiting for you and after that…" Will's voice trailed off as he turned away from his son so that he wouldn't hear what they were talking about. The corners of his mouth curved upwards in a smile.

"After that…" JJ started, wanting him to go on.

"I'll take you upstairs and-"

"Daddy! Is that Mommy on the phone? Can I talk to her?" Henry jumped up, reaching for the phone that his father was holding in his ear. Will could hear JJ laughing in the background as he turned to his son and smiled.

"Of course you can, buddy." He handed the phone down to his son whose face immediately lit up at the sound of his mother's voice. JJ had that effect on people. Her personality could light up the dullest room and that was one of the many things that he loved about her. Will watched as the two had a seemingly very pleasant conversation about the trip to the zoo that they were going to be taking together. The look on their boy's face was of true, utter excitement. It was going to be hard to put him down tonight.

"Okay. Goodnight Mommy! I love you!" He exclaimed into the phone and then held it up to his dad. "She wants to talk to you again." He quickly handed it off and then returned to the toys he had been playing with as if nothing had changed.

"Hey." JJ said breathlessly. "Henry's pretty excited about the zoo so I hope everything works out." She let out a happy sigh.

"So do I."

Will heard Reid's voice in the background. It was faint, but he could tell that Reid was telling JJ that they had to leave soon for somewhere. He assumed it was for the party that they were going to. His heart ached at the thought of not being able to talk to her anymore.

"Okay." JJ answered Reid and then returned to their conversation. "I'm sorry, Will, but I have to leave right now for the . I'll be back soon. Tell Henry I love him and miss him." She told him in an urgent, rushed tone.

"And me?" Will smiled.

"I love you so much, Will. I hope you know that. I'll be back tomorrow and hopefully we can pick up where your story left off." JJ told him seductively. "Bye."

"Bye."

"And that's what happened." Will told his wife's colleagues honestly. He found himself sitting in an interrogation room with the men and women that he had come to know and love just like his wife. They had needed some background information on what had happened before they left so he hoped that his insight to the situation would be helpful. It wasn't.

"Alright." Prentiss nodded and scribbled something down on a notepad in front of her. "We're done now." She gave him another curt nod before leaving him alone in the room.

Will was glad to have the peace and quiet. Just a moment of serenity was all he needed. He closed his eyes and for a moment, just a single moment…he let himself escape everything. It felt so good to have that one moment of tranquility, even if it was only for a single second. Before he was ready, all the horrific memories came back to him.

"Hotch? What's wrong...? Why are you calling this late?" Will's heart was thumping hard in his chest. At this time of night, he knew that the only thing he would be receiving was bad news. He thought about the party she had been attending. Almost immediately his mind drifted. Was she dead? Had she been shot? Didn't the team have eyes and ears? Would Henry ever see his mother again? He didn't have the answer…all he could do was wait for the man, who had taken an unusually long pause on the other end, to carry on with whatever he had called to say. He hoped that this was just going to be another attempt by Agent Hotchner to persuade Will to stop giving JJ a hard time about the BAU. He knew it wasn't.

"Umm…" Hotch stuttered. Something was undeniably wrong, Hotch never stuttered. "A few hours ago," He started with the story, "as you probably know…Reid and JJ went to a party, but since then…we've lost contact and we have probable reason to believe that they have both been taken by the unsub we were trying to get into custody."

Will couldn't breathe. He felt like someone was pressing down as hard as they could on his lungs. His wife was gone? Just like that. He inhale quickly and then let out a shaky exhale. He was glad that their son wasn't in the room to see him breaking down like this. What would he think of his dad then? "What happened?" He asked without realizing how general his question was. His mind was racing.

"When they were taken?" Hotch asked and went on without expecting to get an answer from Will. He knew that her husband would be heated. "Well…JJ went outside to the cooler to get drinks and Reid followed. He tried to warn us that something was happening, but there was nothing we could do. Someone hit JJ over the head and when Reid went over to help the unsub hit him too. Just before we lost contact the unsub taunted us…and then they were gone."

Will didn't like that. Gone. It made it sound like there was no hope that they were going to return. He had hope. His wife would stay alive for her son, for him and he knew it. No matter how long it took, he would never give up on her…he knew she would do the same. A tear slid down his face, but he quickly wiped it away. Now wasn't the time for him to break down or be sad. Now was the time for him to get down there and help find her. "I'm coming down there." He stated and hung up without waiting for a response. He would do whatever it took to save her…even if it meant giving his own life. That was love…and in that moment it was all he had to hold on to.

Will stood up, determined, and walked out of the empty room he had been sitting in. The offices were quiet too, probably due to the fact that it was around 1:00 in the morning. He saw Henry sitting in JJ's office with Garcia playing with him. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards in a smile, but it went away quickly as Hotch approached.

"Hotch." Will's voice was firm and unwavering, along with his stare. "Did anything else happen?" He was referring to the video feed. When he had first heard that they were being videotaped, he had immediately requested to see it.

"Will, what are you doing here?" Hotch didn't look pleased to see the man and his son standing in the doorway of the BAU.

"Did you really expect me to sit at home while JJ is…" Will trailed off, glancing at his son who was luckily not paying attention. He had spotted his Uncle Spence and a wide grin appeared on his face. Will followed his gaze. "Why don't you go say hi?" He smiled and set his son down. Henry ran off.

Hotch watched the boy run away before continuing. "Yes. I do expect you to stay at home. All you're doing right now is taking time away from the investigation." He stared at Will with a hard gaze.

"I'll stay out of your way…I just can't be doing nothing. I need to know what is going on." Will glared back at Hotch with the same coldness. He wasn't going to back down from him when it came to the safety of his wife.

"Will…we can't have you here. It adds too much pressure, especially with Henry."

"What if I can help you? I am a qualified detective. I can help with…paperwork or something…" Will shrugged. "I just have to be here. I can't handle being at home without knowing what is happening to her…I need to know."

Hotch paused for a long few moments and was about to respond when Morgan walked up to the both of them.

Morgan gave Will a small, sympathetic nod before looking at Hotch. "Something happened on the video…they started round two." He told Hotch with a grim expression on his face.

Will saw a momentary fear flash through Hotch's eyes. "Wait…what? There's a video of them? I need to see it!" He exclaimed, "Is JJ okay? What's happening to her?" He was frantic now knowing that they knew exactly what was going on.

"JJ is okay." Hotch told him soothingly. "The unsub is putting them through 8 rounds of torture with each other. He's feeding the videos to us." He explained.

"Can't you track it?"

"It's bouncing off too many servers for us to track it back to the source. I'm sorry, but for now…all we can do is watch and try to figure out where they are." Hotch seem annoyed with having to explain all of this to Will when he should be watching the video.

"Do you know who the unsub is?"

"Yes. There's actually two; Brian Fletcher and Ray Kurray." Hotch told him. "Now…if you don't mind I have to go watch the video feed."

"I need to see it."

"No."

"Why not? I have the right to. She's my wife."

"Will…I don't think she'd want you to see it. I don't even think you want to see it, it's not going to comfort you if that's what you're thinking." Morgan cut into the conversation. "If anything it will make you even less hopeful."

Will shook his head. "I NEED to know what is happening to my wife. Do none of you understand that?" He practically yelled.

Hotch nodded. "I do." He muttered, "I know how you feel Will. I've been through the same thing, just in a smaller amount of time. I know the fear and anxiety you are feeling, but trust me when I say this video isn't going to help that."

"I want to see it." Will insisted.

Hotch let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine. After we finish analyzing it, we'll let you watch it."

"No. There's still no change. I know that soon the medic will be coming to help because he took care of Reid after round one and took care of the both of them after round two." Hotch nodded, "After he comes they'll probably rest for a few hours and then…round four will start."

"How much more do you think they can take?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?" Hotch stared at Will, almost pleading the other man to drop the question.

Will shook his head and closed his eyes only to be filled with images from the videos.

Round one: Knife. Round Two: Fight. Round Three: Burn. Even for a torturer…that was brutal. Will almost wanted to cry during round one. The pain he saw in JJ's eyes was so real…so desperate that he felt his heart breaking to pieces. Then, Reid had gone through the same thing. He liked that kid…he seemed sweet so seeing him get tortured was no walk in the park either. Then, to top it off, the unsub got angry at JJ and would let her get treatment. Hearing a few minutes later from a well-known genius (Reid) that your wife doesn't have that much time left is a truly heartrending. Round two made Will a little less distressed due to the fact that Reid took her time for her. He was grateful for the other man's chivalry. If they made it out he would have to thank him…If. Reid looked exhausted after that and from the way that he was laying…it was hard to tell that he was even breathing. Will feared that the man was gone until he spoke up, complaining of pain in his abdomen. JJ told him that he probably had broken ribs and he accepted the idea with a nod. It was silent after that until the medic came in and tended to them. He cleaned out all of their wounds, which took time, gave JJ some antibiotics for her infection, and set a couple broken bones that Reid had. It was easy to tell that he was a qualified doctor. After they rested for a while, they both seemed to a more strength than before.

Round three was only thirty seconds. Seems pretty short doesn't it? Well…it's a lot longer when a man is holding a heated metal pipe to your skin. Too long. The man, Brian, started with Reid. He held it to the young guy's skin for 22 seconds until he finally gave up. He couldn't take it anymore. That would make him have 8 extra seconds in the next round. Will's heart pained for him. JJ's turn came too quickly. Her screams filled the small room that he was in and he had to cover his ears. He couldn't listen to it anymore. With every second that the searing piece of metal was held to her, he felt like someone was tearing him into pieces. How could he let this happen to her? Would she hate him for not being there? Was she going to die at the hands of this psychopath? No. She wasn't. He refused to believe that. She held on for a long 31 seconds exactly. As he pulled the metal off…some of her skin came with it. From what Will could tell, it was third degree, along with Reid's. That would take a lot of time to heal. All of this would take a lot of time to heal, but if she made it through he would wait through every hospital visit, he would make sure she took all her medication, he would sit it in the waiting room through every surgery. He would never leave her side. If she made it through he would tell her how much she meant to him and he would make sure she would never forget it.

Hours passed with no news. Will's hope was dwindling with every passing minute. He laid his head down on the cold table and started to drift off into what he knew would be, nightmare filled dreams. He couldn't sleep well knowing that she was in danger. He couldn't handle it. Just as the blackness engulfed him he felt himself being shaken.

"Will!" It was Morgan. "Another video came. Hotch told me that he wants you to see it."

"Have you guys analyzed it yet?"

"No, but he has watched it and he really needs you up there right now."

Will was out of his seat in seconds, but before he got to the door he realized that this could be good news, but it could just as easily be bad. Had she escaped or was she dead? He had to know. It was his wife they were talking about…so, pushing away his fears; Will barged into the room full of profilers.