"Harry I'm tired" Lauren complained. She had been sat tied to that chair for a good five hours and all of her muscles were sore and cramping up as Harry had just sat on the bed in the motel room and watched her as she remained quietly sobbing for Spencer.

"I'll let you go to sleep on the bed Lauren...but if you try and runaway..."he threatened her and she shook her head profusely at him, knowing she shouldn't do anything stupid in case he came through with his promise. She had seen he could be an extremely dangerous man in the last few hours. But then she thought what the point was. If he was telling the truth about killing Spencer then she had nothing. She wasn't going to stay with Harry and if he wasn't going to let her go then she didn't want that type of life anyway. As he loosened the ropes on her wrists she had to admit that she did feel weak whilst standing as Harry placed an arm around her and led her to the cheap squeaky bed. But Lauren had other ideas. She quickly elbowed Harry in the stomach and he clutched onto it, letting Lauren out of his grip.

"Crap!" Lauren snapped as she fiddled with the chain on the door, finally she managed to get it loose and open it wide. She ran to the outside world but she couldn't see any form of life. The only car there was Harry's whilst she saw a bright neon sign saying 'reception'. She followed it and heard Harry roar after her as he left the motel room and chase her, whinging as he went.

"Hello? Help me!" Lauren screeched when she entered reception. She saw a figure on a swivel chair and she leant over the desk and poked him. But he didn't move once. She used all her strength to twirl him on the chair and then she screamed in fear as she jumped back and Harry's arms were around her small waist.

"Get off me!" she roared and fought against him "Go away!"

"There's no use screaming Lauren...no one can hear you" Harry advised whilst pulling her along the wooden platform which passed over motel rooms.

"You shot him! What the hell are you doing?" she panicked and Harry turned her around in his arms and slapped her on the face, which made it easier for him to continue his dragging of her until he managed to shut the door and throw her to the floor.

"You will treat me like you did Lauren. I demand respect!" he yelled at her

"You deserve to die you sick son of a bitch!" she couldn't contain her anger with him for what he was doing to her. She hated him.

"Come here!" Harry roared and picked her up by her short blonde hair. She screamed in pain as he dragged her into the bathroom which was grimy and small.

"This isn't the Lauren I knew! I will get you back...starting off by getting rid of this blonde colour!" he yelled and switched the shower on. He didn't even give Lauren a chance to remove her jacket before he had shoved her head under the cold running water and began using his hands to try and get rid of the dye. Lauren coughed and spluttered everywhere as he refused to let her move.

"Harry!" she begged him "let me out!"

"It's starting to come out Lauren...then I'll let you out" he promised

"Harry!" she coughed "it is going to take ages!"

"Luckily we have all the time in the world babe. You and me"

...

"I don't know...I was waiting at arrivals but I needed to use the bathroom. The next thing I knew was this man jumping onto me and then I was asleep...I woke up but it was too late and then you tell me Lauren has gone missing and Spencer is in hospital!" Prentiss exclaimed to Morgan as they stood in the BAU and looked around at the vacant desks. Rossi had gone home for the day and Hotch had had to look after his son who had been ill.

"It's Harry" Morgan said confidently "he was sharing a room with Reid and then he just disappeared...he's on the CCTV from the airport for goodness sakes!"

"But where would he have taken her? She only just came back...is this revenge for his parents do you think?" Prentiss asked Morgan who just shook his head;

"Murphy helped find his parents...he wouldn't want revenge on her for that...I think he just wants her back" Derek settled on the edge of his desk and drank his coffee whilst Prentiss remained stood.

"You think that she humiliated him and so by getting her back he can restore his dignity? He was a control freak...the way he had acted with her...he controlled her...no one else" Prentiss thought about a certain young man lying in a hospital bed in California.

"He wanted Spencer out the way so he could go back to possessing her. As long as Reid was here then he would never have her..." Derek concluded and shook his head "but the question is where did he take her?"

"I have no idea...but we've seen what he is capable of...as long as she is with him she is in danger" Prentiss whispered

"And the only person who can confirm our beliefs is unconscious in hospital" Derek said sadly.

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Spencer Reid had lived. Only just but he had done it. That was how he found himself stuck in a bed not able to move. His brain was active but only just. He was reciting Oliver Twist for some absurd reason whilst begging for his eyes to open. He had heard the nurses come in and check up on him. Some were curt to him and some were kind. But he couldn't reply. As much as he had wanted to open his eyes and shout; 'I'm awake!"' he couldn't. He would be thankful to Morgan for finding him that day. But he hadn't heard his voice anywhere. Maybe he had gone to find his Lauren? Her voice was the one he knew would wake him up from his living nightmare.

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