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Title: Divine Intervention
Author: Ihli
Rating/Warnings: M/MPreg
Pairing: No pairing for story, Hotch/Reid established.
Summary: Morgan is missing and the unsub has very special plans for him. (M-Preg/No pairing/Established Hotch/Reid)
Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds or any of the characters I just like to play with them sometimes. I promise to put them back where I found them.
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Thanks to The Shameless BookWorm for the push to write this story and for Beta'ing it. All mistakes are mine.
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Chapter 14Hotch sent Washburn back to Morgan's room with orders to keep eyes on the agent at all times. He would deal with the man later.
Questions started spinning through his mind as he listened to updates from the various teams searching the hospital.
Where were Amy and the baby? How had the unsub managed to subdue her without making any noise. Drugs seemed an obvious answer, but how were they moving through the hospital undetected. An unconscious woman with a baby would look suspicious and they were checking every patient.
When Rossi and the rest of the team arrived they started trading theories, profiling the man they knew to guess where he might be hiding or how he may have escaped. They had just started when Washburn rolled Morgan up in a wheel chair.
"Morgan, get back to bed." Hotch ordered.
Grimacing, Morgan stared down Hotch's death glare. "You're dreaming if you think I'm going to lie there while that delusional manic has my daughter and her mother."
Rossi looked at Morgan, his eyes narrowing. "He is delusional. He thinks he's God."
"What are you getting at?" Hotch asked.
Rossi looked at Hotch. "Have we checked the chapel?"
Hotch pressed his ear piece and checked in with the search team. "It's quiet, a man and a woman are praying."
"What if he didn't subdue Amy?" Rossi hypothesized. "What if she went with him willingly?"
"From her speech patterns, we can deduce that Amy is a woman of strong religious faith." Reid added.
JJ spoke next. "Her situation was different than all of the other victims."
Morgan's eyes narrowed. "Son of a bitch, she's working with him."
Rossi added the final touch to his theory. "Or for him. She believes his delusions."
The team took off at a run heading for the chapel.
Hotch was first in with gun drawn. There was Amy staring adoringly at the unsub who had the baby in his hands lifted high overhead.
Cavender's voice resonated in an almost hypnotic cadence. "For I am about to create new heavens and a new earth; the former things shall not be remembered or come to mind. But be glad and rejoice forever in what I am creating."
Taking aim at the unsub, Hotch spoke with a voice filled with authority. "Cavender, put the baby down. There is no other way out of this chapel, much less the hospital."
Amy turned to face Hotch. "You don't get it, do you Agent Hotchner? You can't hurt him." The eyes that looked at him were slightly unfocused and filled with devotion.
Ceri woke up and started to make little goaty noises in the unsub's hands. He lowered her, cradling her in his arms.
He looked at Ceri. "Awake my little child? It's lovely to see the baby blue eyes I granted you. Be at peace." But Ceri continued to wriggle in his arms. "Put down your gun, my son. All is as I have ordained. I am the vine; you are the branches. Those who abide in me, and I in them bear much fruit because apart from me you can do nothing."
Hotch stepped in closer to allow Prentiss to enter.
"You're not God." Prentiss said.
"Oh, but I am. I have created life from nothing, from the barren wasteland of the vessel's body. In the beginning, I created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and my spirit was hovering over the waters. And I said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light."
Prentiss's head shook as her eyes narrowed, but her gun never wavered as Reid entered behind her.
Ceri began to move more vigorously, her mouth open, her head bobbing around, searching.
Reid tore his eyes from the baby and directed them at her captor. "That was from the New International Version, a popular choice. Perhaps you would prefer: In the beginning of God's preparing the heavens and the earth -the earth hath existed waste and void, and darkness [is] on the face of the deep, and the Spirit of God fluttering on the face of the waters, and God saith, `Let light be;' and light is, which is from Young's Literal Translation."
Reid cocked his head to one side. "Or Perhaps the Orthodox Jewish Bible, In the beginning Elohim created hashomayim (the heavens, Himel) and haaretz (the earth). And the earth was tohuvavohu (without form, and void); and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Ruach Elohim was hovering upon the face of the waters. And Elohim said, Let there be light: and there was light."
Reid moved in closer. "But of course, this is a translation. You would have no issue with the original Hebrew: "be·re·shitba·rae·lo·himetha·sha·ma·yimve·'et ha·'a·retz. ve·ha·'a·retzha·ye·tahto·huva·vo·huve·cho·shechal-pe·neite·ho·vmve·ru·ache·lo·himme·ra·che·fetal-pe·neiham·ma·yim. vai·yo·mere·lo·himye·hio·vrvay·hi-o·vr."
The unsub's eyes narrowed and darkened. "Do not trifle with me."
Reid's voice was calm. "I was merely pointing out that anyone with a good memory can quote scripture. It doesn't make them divine."
A smile graced the unsub's face. "Very true it does not, but the evidence is in my arms. She would not have been born if not for me. I made life."
"You rearranged the parts." Reid's head shook. "Granted that was genius, but you didn't make anything."
"Infidel! Heretic!" Amy screamed at Reid.
Cavender turned to Amy, shifting Ceri to his right arm, he smoothed Amy's hair with his left hand. "Peace, child. They will not risk this precious blessing, and they will allow me to leave for her sake."
Amy's head bowed. "Yes, Lord."
Cavender met Hotch's eyes. "We will leave this place now."
"We're not letting you leave. You'll pay for what you've done." Rossi spoke calmly as he entered the room.
Cavender smiled softly at the elder profiler. "I have done what was ordained from the beginning."
Just then, Ceri let out a frustrated wail, bobbing her head more than ever against the unsub.
"Quiet, child. I command it. "As the unsub looked down, distracted by the crying baby, Prentiss reached forward and snatched her from his arms. Amy moved to grab Ceri back, but Reid tripped her, and she fell sprawling, a yelp escaping her lips.
Cavender also lunged for the baby, a snarl issuing forth. "She's mine."
From the doorway, Morgan spoke. "No, she's mine." His finger depressed the trigger, and the bullet slammed into the unsub's leg. "No one screws with my child. Prentiss, bring the baby to me, she's hungry."
Prentiss handed over the child, and Morgan proceeded to nurse her while the rest of the team took Cavender and his accomplice into custody.