The End and What Its worth- Chapter 22

Second Place

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The Friend walked not-so gracefully toward the BAU of Quantico. It was time to set the captives free.....and to give up his part of the deal.....

JJ jolted awake as the door opened once more. This time, it was someone different.

"Who are you?" Hotch asked.

"Foyet's....er....friend." he mumbled. "I'm here to let you guys go.'' he explained.

"Just like that?" Morgan asked in disbelief.

"Yeah; just like that." he answered. "But before I do that, there's something I should tell you. It's a message from your agent, Dr. Reid."

"Is he okay?" Garcia asked.

"I honestly don't know, but I can tell you where they are." he said.

"Why would you do that?" Rossi asked.

"Because Dr. Reid and I made a deal of our own." the Friend answered, suppressing a smile. Prentiss gulped, not liking the sound of that.

"Anyway, I am suppose to tell you that Foyet and Dr. Reid are landing at the West Southside airport in France. They've landed a day ago, though. They're probably in an obscure motel or something like that by now, so I don't know how much help that is now. I suppose it is a start, though." the friend concluded.

"Wait, they're not even in the country?" Prentiss asked, shocked.

"I thought we already established that. Now it's time to go." With that, the BAU stood up, and exited the door one by one.

"You arrest me or give me up to the police? Foyet will have your friend's head." the Friend warned. The team just nodded- too worry about Reid to even care.....

Foyet watched his young 'friend' sleep with troubled breathing protectively. He had grown quite fond of the younger man and didn't trust the safe house they were in- especially the people in it. Filth of the city, robbers with a mask, prostitutes with diseases. France was a dirty place- even more-so than America was.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Reid began to stir in his sleep as a result. Foyet gently shook him awake and, once he was awake, helped the youngest walk to the bathroom. "Don't say a word and stay in here!" Foyet hissed as he threw Reid a blanket. Reid just nodded; he was trying to keep busy by pulling the blanket over himself and wrapping it around several times. "Good." Foyet muttered. He quickly shut the door as he left Reid alone in the dark.

Spencer Reid shivered in the darkened room, wondering was was happening on the other side of the door. He still had an irrational fear of the dark, so the room was less than comfortable for him. He tried to block out the voices of the other side of the door, and he was only successful when his eyes closed and his mind blackened.....

"Well hello, Foyet. Where's your little friend? You know, the short one with the glasses?" a former 'enemy' greeted. His name was Dan Houssif and he was the world's biggest pain in the ass. He was always in competition with Foyet as they crossed paths every now and then in their 'jobs'.

"What do you want?" Foyet spat.

"You never answered my question. Where's your little friend? He's not here with you, but someone else is...." he hinted.

"My friend's in China right now. What city is none of your business." Foyet answered coldly.

"I'm assuming you're hiding him in the bathroom." Dan said as he made his way around Foyet- inching toward a closed door.

"Get out." Foyet said calmly. "I haven't business with you."

"Well, I have business with you." his friend shot back childishly. Before Foyet could stop him, Dan had opened the bathroom door.

Dan frowned; no one was there. He turned on the lights, but he still couldn't see anyone.

"I came alone. Now leave!" Finally, Dan closed the door and was escorted out by Foyet.

When Foyet was sure that Dan was no longer looking, he darted to the bathroom. He turned on the lights. "Reid?" he called. Suddenly, the curtain to the shower was pulled open. Foyet smiled and started walking toward it. "You know the shower is even less sanitary than the beds." he smirked. "But nice save. To be honest, I thought you would have fallen to sleep." Foyet added as he helped Reid up from the floor- his leg complicating things.

"I did fall to sleep." Reid admitted. "But when I heard the other voice- Dan's voice- I immediately responded. I knew he would want to see me, so I hid." Reid explained.

"Well, maybe that FBI training of yours came in handy after all." Reid didn't respond, though. "Come on; I think it's time for us to leave this town. Did you pack?" Reid nodded. "Good." Foyet passed Reid his cane and grabbed both of their overnight bags. "Remember- keep your eyes down and don't say a damn word." Reid nodded in understanding.

Reid kept his eyes low as Foyet escorted him outside to the car. They got many questioning looks, but Foyet ignored them all. His main concern was getting himself and Reid in their car before they were caught by someone. Finally, they reached their safety, and drove off......

By the time the BAU got out of the building, Foyet's friend was gone. Morgan sighed, afraid they had lost him. "What the hell do we do now?" Morgan asked.

"We book a flight to France." Hotch answered.

"But he said that they already landed." Prentiss interjected.

"I know, but it's our best league right now." Hotch explained.

"How do we go about this case?" JJ asked.

"Like any other case. We have to ignore our personal connections and treat this no different. I know it's not going to be easy, but we have to try." Rossi answered.

"I can book the flight as soon as I get access to my computers again." Garcia volunteered.

"We're outside of the BAU right now, so that won't be too hard." Prentiss mumbled. Morgan smirked at that.

"Alright; let's get started......"

".......transition time! Will the BAU get to him in time? Lets find out :) Pleaz R&R!"