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Chapter Twelve:
It wasn't ice that caused Rossi to skid. It was a piece of barbed wire. There must be another entrance that isn't on the maps. Ryan carefully stepped over it and moved forward.
She knew Silver drove a jeep, but it wasn't in the driveway or the garage as far as she could see. There was a white van in the garage and the sight made her shiver. This was probably how Reid was transported.
Since Silver appeared to not be home, she had to weigh her options carefully.
"I'm cold, I am bleeding, and I need shelter," she said out loud. "I came across this house and broke in to survive the elements."
It sounded ludicrous, but it might work in the court of law. She tested the door and found it was locked. There were several options for how to enter. If Simmons or Alvez were around, force might have worked. Instead she pulled out a hairpin and took a calming breath before working on the lock. It took her longer than she would have liked, but in the end, she heard the lock click open.
Ryan welcomed the feeling of warmth and then began to clear corners. There was hospital equipment and drug paraphernalia everywhere. She anxiously climbed the stairs.
The first room appeared to be Silver's bedroom. Then, in the second one, she saw him. After clearing the corners, she dashed to his side. Reid's hair was longer than she imagined it would be. There were tiny cuts on his face from where it appeared that Silver shaved him. She examined the bags he was hooked up to. One was for a urinary tract infection, another contained electrolytes, and the final one was a sedative. Undoing the one containing the sedative, she waited for him to wake up.
It was a heavy sedative and it took fifteen minutes for Reid to come around. He began to recite Phi. Ryan pulled out her mini basketball from her inner pocket and placed it in his right hand. She closed her eyes.
There are over thirty-five thousand pebbles on a basketball.
Phi?
"Open your eyes, Spencer," she said out loud as she opened hers.
He blinked twice.
"You're so much younger than I imagined," he said hoarsely.
She smiled for the first time in days.
"Your hair is longer than I imagined," she said.
She gently took the basketball back.
"My name is Fiona Ryan," she said.
"It is a pleasure to finally meet you," he said.
"We need to get you out of here," she said.
"I'm afraid I can't be of much help," he said. "My arms, and particularly my legs are haven't been used much so I can barely move even without the sedatives."
"Fortunately, I formulated a plan while waiting for you to wake up. I'll be right back."
She left and returned with a pile of clothes. Reid looked at her dubiously.
"You barely know me, and you want to dress me?"
"I do," she said. "I'm going to get you in that van and we're going to get you out of here."
"Did you come with any backup?" he asked.
"They got stranded in a ditch," she said. "Help is still at least five minutes away."
He shook his head. "Prentiss would have killed me for going rogue."
"She'll probably kill me too," she said. "But I'll worry about that later."
She undid the rest of the bags he was attached to. She then put on gloves and carefully removed the catheter she had spotted earlier.
"Ow," he said.
"I'm trying to go slow," she said.
"This is so embarrassing," he moaned.
"Just focus on the fact that it is for a good cause," she said. "Getting you out alive."
With the precision of a nurse, she began to methodically remove his gown and fit him into some clothes. They were slightly baggy on him, but she had thought to grab a belt. She cringed at the sight of the scars where, parts of organs had been removed.
After he was dressed, Reid asked: "What now?"
Before she could answer, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Fiona quickly covered Reid and hid in a corner.
The door opened.
"Who's in here?" Dillan Silver asked.
Ryan said a silent prayer and leapt into the air with her gun. She shot blindly.
Dillan stumbled. He was dressed in hospital scrubs and holding a shotgun. She had grazed his neck. He recovered quickly and took aim at her. She aimed and shot him again just as he shot her in the stomach.
She quickly put pressure on the wound. Silver wasn't making any sounds. Ryan let out a contended sigh. She had saved Spencer. She had completed her assignment.