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Tannerrose5, I'm glad it was confusing, I was hoping you wouldn't figure out that bit just yet, this whole chapter will be dedicated to that.
This is only a short chapter for two reason: 1) there's only a little bit to explain and 2) the finale is next!
Enjoy this chapter, I hope things become clearer, and just keep in mind Jason Wolf's established method of torture; using an individual's biggest fear against them.
Hotch sighed as a doctor came in carrying a clipboard, his head folded onto his chin. This was something he would not miss: the constant staff drop-ins and check ups, the attention was killing him, no doubt Reid felt the same.
"Excuse me, I was wondering when I can get up and moving?" Hotch asked, his usual scowl in place. The doctor didn't answer, he wore a faint smile as his eyes flicked over the chart.
Hotch huffed angrily; he was fed up of being treated like a patient.
He was about to ask again, when a heavy hand landed on his shoulder.
"Morning Agent", Jason Wolf grinned down at Hotch. Hotch's eyes flew wide open and he instantly reached for his gun, which wasn't there, even the one in his shoe had been taken.
"Uh-uh-uh", tutted Wolf, pulling out his own weopen. Hotch froze as the butt stroked his temple.
"I found out a lot about you Agent Hotchner. Including what scares you most." Hotch's breath grew rapid. He had only one though; Jack. What had he done to Jack? "Does the name Peter Lewis ring any bells?" He asked sweetly, tapping the barrel against Hotch's head. Hotch's breath caught in his throat out of both relief and fear. He doesn't have Jack! He can't hurt him. He narrowed his eyes at Jason, what are you planning? He thought.
"He's in prison", Hotch growled, making Jason laugh mockingly.
"Of course he is!" He smacked his thigh as if it was their running joke. "But I'm not."
"I know exactly what he did to you. That was, what? 7 months ago now?" He kissed his teeth. "I can't bring him here, but I can play like he does; I know his games", with that Jason revealed a canister and sprayed Hotch head on, causing him to cough and splutter.
"I've gotta give it to him", Hotch bent double in bed as Jason stood over him. "He's a clever guy. But it's not hard to recreate his mastery". He sprayed the drug in Hotch's face again, eliciting a fresh wave of gags and coughs, as he rasped for fresh air.
Jason stood watching the agent trying to breath normally again. It wasn't long before the drug took effect. Hotch's eyes took on a glassy expression and his mouth mouthed random syllables.
"Amazing drug", Jason mused, rolling the canister in his hand and appreciating the effort his men went through to get it in such a short length of time.
Jason waited a little longer, to be absolutely sure that the drug was working. He yanked Hotch's face up to his own and examined it.
"Now, Aaron, you're going to listen closely and do exactly what I say. Nod if you understand", Hotch nodded, his eyes frozen in place. Jason grinned widely. "Good. You and me are going to have a little fun with your youngest agent. We're going to find out what makes him tick", Hotch remained staring at nothing, but behind those eyes the real Hotch began to panic.
Hope you enjoyed that little chapter, next one is coming as soon as I can make it.
The drug Hotch was given is supposed to be similar to the one he was given in season 10 episode 22, 'Mr Scratch'. I know it's probably not accurate, but I'm not trying to be accurate. The drug subdues the victim, and like Mr Scratch, Jason controls the victim through the drug, he can ask Hotch to do anything and he will do it.
Okay, that's it for now. I've just checked into my flight to Miami from London, then we take a second flight from Miami to Orlando, we should get there by 3pm American time, that's in about 9 hours! So no updates until then I'm afraid.
See ya soon!