The Toy

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The nurse and doctor stood looking at each other.

"What the hell was that all about?" He asked her.

She gave a small shrug. "I'm not sure, but I think I know how to find out." She pulled out the note book she had let Reid write his note in and opened it to the page before the one she tore out. Holding it in the right light she could see the faint indentations on the paper. She walked behind the desk and rummaged around for the pencil sharpener. She tipped it out over the pad and blew gently. She smiled up at the doctor who was beaming back at her. "Good work missy." He said, as she picked up the telephone.

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They had gathered in the roundtable room and were brainstorming options when Hotch's phone bleeped. He looked at the caller display which was an unknown so he flipped it open and talked.

"Hotchner." A pause. "Excuse me; I am going to put you on speaker." He pressed a button and held out his cell. "Can you repeat that please?"

"I was given a message to pass onto you, but they left before I could, and his friend threatened me."

Morgan grinned. At last a reason to arrest him.

"Can you tell me the message?" Hotch was looking pleased with this turn of events too.

"It just says 'Hotch please come and get me.' and then this phone number."

Morgan shouted a big "YES!" and jumped up from the table. At last he was requesting help. Now they could go and get him. If they knew where he was.

They nurse went on to explain what had happened. How poorly Reid seemed to be, and how he insisted the bruises were work related. There was nothing they could do to hold him there. He wasn't pressing charges on anyone. But they hadn't long gone. Probably still in the car park.

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He didn't bother restraining Reid. He wasn't going anywhere soon and by the time he was awake they would be out of the city and on their way to somewhere. He hadn't yet decided where but he would know when he saw it.

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He woke up screaming. Another nightmare only this one was accompanied with shooting pains down his side.

"Wake up! You're having one of your freaky dreams." He felt hands touching him on his shoulders. Reid slapped the hands out of the way and scuttled back to try to escape. "Spence wake up." And he realised that the hands were being gentle and kind so he closed his eyes and let him self drift off back to sleep.

Taki wasn't happy. He had been sleeping for too long and was only waking for short periods of time. He didn't seem fully lucid either. He was beginning to wonder if he should have let the doctor treat him after all, or if that last hit had been a bit too brutal for Spencer. He knelt in seiza and watched. Maybe it was time to pray. Maybe that was what was wrong. For the next ten minutes or so Taki spent muttering his prayers. Spencer in the meantime was muttering his own sort of prayers.

What happened?

He is going to kill me.

Tell me what happened?

I thought he was looking after you.

I was led to understand that he loved you.

It's all lies.

Always lies.

No one really says what they are thinking.

You do.

Why won't you come back?

You know it's you I need.

It's you I want to be with.

You are a whore Spence.

I can find a whore anywhere.

Don't need the pressure you always bring.

You don't mean that.

Yes I do.

Where do you think I am?

Do you think I would go all this time and not replaced you by now?

I am not a whore.

Filthy perverted slut boy. I don't need you. I can find something nearly as beautiful somewhere else.

I will admit though. No one will ever look as good as you.

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Hotch, Morgan and Prentiss stood and watched the security footage from the car park. They saw that earlier on when they thought he had gone for coffee, he had returned to the car park and swapped number plates with the car next to him. They saw a while later the two of them returning. They could see the dreadful state Reid was in. The way he had seemed to have deteriorated since they watched the other footage of him getting in the car. They watched Taki move the bags to the back of the car, and they watched in horror as he smashed the tyre iron around the side of Spencer's head. Taki then lifted the unconscious Reid off the ground and threw him like a bag of rubbish into the trunk of the car.

They knew the new plates he had. They knew they type of car he had. How difficult could it be to find?!

Taki was getting sloppy.

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For the rest of the day Taki sat and watched Reid. He had hoped if he stopped hitting him for a while he would wake up, but it didn't seem to be happening. Spencer had crawled in his nightmares over to the corner and was curled up with his back to the room.

Carefully Taki walked over and crouched down next to him. He looked how his shirt was rucked up at the back and he could see the black blue and yellow marks covering his skin. He ran a finger over the cuts and abrasions along his ribs. "You bruise too easily." He whispered to himself. "I didn't hurt you this bad. You bruise too easily. I wouldn't have done this to you." He gently slid his hands around Reid's waist and felt for his belt. "I didn't realise you were so delicate." Taki lay on the floor behind Spencer and planted a kiss on the back of his neck. "I suppose I should say sorry, but really I didn't hurt you like this. It wasn't me who did this. You just mark. Your skin – you know – I didn't realise it would do this."

Reid could feel someone behind him. Talking softly and touching him gently. He let out a sigh. Someone was holding him close so he pushed back hard against this person who responded by holding him tighter yet gently. Spencer felt the hand sliding up inside his shirt and moving slowly over his skin. He wanted to stay awake but his head heart, his body hurt, he felt sick and he just wanted to sleep so he relaxed back against the person behind him, accepted the comfort and then drifted back into a sickly sleep.

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It had been surprisingly easy to find the car. Local PD saw it parked beside an old abandoned single story building. He had noted it because there shouldn't have been a car there and the car looked new yet the trunk had been left open.

They moved in slowly wearing flak vests. Looking through the windows. Aaron held up a hand and indicated a window. They moved slowly around to the nearest doorway. It had been broken open and was hanging off its hinges. Guns out, Hotch, Morgan and Prentiss walked in slowly. As they entered the room there was no movement. The two forms lay entwined on the floor. Their backs facing the room.

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Taki was awoken by the feel of something hard and cold on the back of his head.

"Move oh so slowly away Otikami. I don't want your grey matter to get on Reid." The voice of Derek Morgan.

Taki took his hands away from Spencer and moved slowly back. "I haven't done anything wrong. You can't take him. He is mine!"

Hotch was bending down checking out Reid. He looked up at Taki "You didn't win him. He doesn't belong to you Otikami."

"I rescued him! I saved Morgan's life. Doesn't that account for anything?" Morgan got out the cuffs.

"Hands behind your back."

"I will not! I didn't do anything! You can't do this to me. I am looking after him."

"Shut up before I have a good reason to slap you around." Morgan was pulling Taki's hands behind him.

"But it was fair! I got him away from the others. I found him in the forest. I risked my life for him! I protected him. I nearly died. You saw what they did to me because I gave him over to you. He is mine by right. You can't take him from me!"

Taki was being dragged out shouting abuse to awaiting cars as the paramedics ran in with stretchers.

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Reid felt the comfort being taken away and another set of hands running over him. Feeling his neck. Touching his cold skin.

I told you to stay away from Otikami.

This is what happens when you don't do what you are told.

Now the other whore it going to touch you.

White trash.

You deserved this.

You never listen to me.

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