Frozen Reliance-Chapter 11

The Voice of Logic

".....New chap. Woo-hoo! Pleaz R&R!"

SSA Aaron Hotchner squinted his eyes, finding the harsh light of the room almost blinding. He shifted around only to find that he was no longer on the floor, but rather a bed in a hospital. 'Someone must have found me. I hope it was one of my team members if only for the simple fact that it would mean that they're alive.' Hotch thought.

"Agent Hotchner?" an unfamiliar female voice questioned. "Are you awake?"

"Yes; I am awake." Hotch huffed, finding breathing more difficult than usual.

"Easy, Aaron." a tall slender male (Hotch assumed it was the doctor) urged. "You just had surgery. Do you remember what happened?"

Hotch thought back to the events of the last few days. 'The death threats......the UnSub.....the helicopter crashing into the FBI.....being knocked out.....the UnSub. No, Shawn. But there was another voice- female. He's not working alone. Or, more correctly she's not working alone.' he mused.

"What is it?" the doctor asked. Hotch shook his head; he couldn't remember the most important detail: who was behind the kidnapping of his team...

"I presume you want to know what all is wrong with you." Without waiting for a response, he continued. "You were drugged, but before that you were beaten unconscious. This person knew what they were doing- aimed for the ribs and face when they fought you. Look like you were already physically weak; you couldn't fight back." he concluded.

"Was there anyone else with me when I was found?" Hotch asked. The doctor shook his head no.

"The man he brought you in said that you were lying outside- cold and bleeding to death. You're lucky that you were found before it was too late. As it is, this was a close call."

"Who found me?"

"Some guy named Andrew James. He's a local boy- only fifteen. He was out for a ride with his buddies when they found you." the doctor answered.

'Damn,' Hotch thought, 'I was hoping it was our UnSub.'

"You should rest; the surgery you went through was for two broken ribs and a damaged foot. It looked like someone ran it over. Must've hurt like hell." he mumbled as he looked over Hotch's file. "Don't worry; we gave you medication for that."

"I figured as much." Hotch smirked. The doctor gave a small laugh before leaving Hotch alone to his thoughts.....

Aaron Hotchner fell to the floor as soon as the drugs had taken their full effect. He could hear voices in the background, but he couldn't distinguish what they were saying. He tried his best to focus, but only a few words came out.

".......Dump the body.........to the street.......NO!......Fine!........The last time.....Alright....We're done for today....Fine......Goodbye...."

It was a female voice, that much was obvious. It sounded familiar....like he had heard it before. He searched his mind, thinking back to the voice he had just heard. He compared it to the voices of females from his job....

Strauss....Emily....Prentiss...The chief police of Detroit.....Kate from the car bombing.....Elle.

That was it! Elle! She was the UnSub......

SSAs David Rossi and Jennifer Jareau examined their 'clues' for the fifth time.

"The location of starts with a 'F' to be in least specific." Rossi mumbled.

"The light will not be found in this place until dawn." JJ sread.

"To find them, get out and turn toward the red road."

"Never go right."

"Jump on the train."

"These are obviously clues on how to get out and how to find Reid and Garcia." JJ mused.

"You're right; it couldn't be Prentiss and Morgan. We saw then when they were relocated, but we never saw where he put Hotch, Reid, or Garcia." Rossi added.

"Why did he single out Hotch? What was so special about him that made him separate from the group?" JJ asked.

"He's the leader, the alpha male. I think our UnSub has issues with dominate personalities. It's almost as if he's been taught to fear them...." Rossi thought out loud.

"Do you think that there's a dominate partner in this relationship?"

"I think it may be possible; I mean, it would certainly explain his behavior." Rossi answered.

"Damn it. This changes the profile, doesn't it?" JJ groaned.

"Yes, but not in all aspects. All it means is that details are missing from it, and we have to split the details we do have into two separate groups." Rossi explained.

"The dominate personality and the follower." JJ filled in, remembering the team talking about it before.

"Exactly." Rossi nodded. "But I think that we can figure out the clues without the profile." JJ nodded.

"Shall we get started?" she asked sarcastically. Rossi and JJ looked over the clues again, hoping to find the answers........

"Uncle Spencer, I'm tired." Jack whined.

"Oh, we know honey. Here, let me carry you." Garcia cooed. Jack smiled as 'Aunt Garcia' lifted him up and over her shoulders.

Reid glanced back down at his own arms,a sleeping Henry securely placed there. He managed to smile a little at the boy's peaceful face.

But soon all the peace and happiness was ripped away from him.

'Reid!" Garcia squealed as she watched Reid fall to the ground. He groped at his stomach violently as he let out a muffled sound that Garcia assumed was a silented scream. Fortunately, she managed to catch Henry before he also fell to the ground.

"Spencer, what is it?" she asked frantically.

"M-my head." he whispered, fighting back tears.

"Jack, can you hold Henry for a minute?" she asked. Jack nodded and willingly took the baby from her arms.

"Reid, are you okay? Er, dumb question..." Reid fell over into the fetal position as she spoke. "What can I do to help?"

"Help....me over....to the side....that way....we're not in....a clear path...in case the wolves attack..." Reid stuttered, trying to ignore the protests of his head. Silently, Garcia told Jack to take Henry behind the large tree that blocked out anything behind it from being found immediately. She threw an arm around Reid's bony shoulder as Reid managed to get up on two wobbly legs. He leaned into her as they carefully walked to Jack and Henry. When they reached their destination, Reid slumped to the ground once again, covering his head protectively. Garcia took off her light sweater and threw it over Reid's head, trying to block his sensitive head from the blaring sun.

"Try to sleep a little. Maybe it will help." she cooed in a mother-hen voice. Reid just nodded his head and shifted to get more comfortable.

"Is he going to be okay?" Jack whispered in a small voice. Garcia smiled at him, although inside she felt dread and fear.

"Yes, he just has a headache from not sleeping. It'll pass." she lied, trying to make herself believe it as much as she wanted him to. Jack just nodded.

Garcia looked around at her surrounds, fearing that the wolves would come. All she could do now was hope.....

"...........ta-da! An update!! Wow, this will e the 4/5 (I think!) multi-chap story Ive written where Spencey gets sick!! And a little contest news:I've just gotten a lot more entries, and I'd like to say its not too late to join in on the fun! Pleaz R&R!"