AN: PLEASE PLEASE read this authors note. This chapter should be rated "R". Its not graphic but does imply how sick Doc is. And starts to explain more about why JJ is so scared. There is a medical rape scene in this chapter, it is not graphic but can be uncomfortable. You can skip this chapter if you need to!

"JJ, you just let us know when to stop, okay?" Emily said softly. She knew JJ was fully aware of what was going on, what was about to happen. "We don't want you to push yourself too hard; Ross will murder me if something happens to you during this. If you don't remember, its okay." Emily explained, bracing herself for what she was about to hear.

JJ nodded her understanding. 'I remember' she mouthed, hoping Emily could understand her.

Emily's smiled. "You remember, huh?" JJ nodded again. "Do you remember what happened when they took you?" JJ nodded again as Hotch stood in the corner, intently listening to every word, watching every movement. "Was it in the winter?"

'No,' JJ mouthed, understanding what they were doing; testing her memory to see if her recall was accurate. 'August.' She mouthed again, jumping ahead of Emily's line of questioning.

Emily smiled, "Okay, I see what you are doing. Yes, it was August," she confirmed. "Do you remember where you were?"

'Basement' JJ mouthed again, thankful Emily could read her lips. 'Morgan.'

"Yes, in a basement with Morgan.' Emily confirmed and while Morgan had not been with JJ at the moment of her abduction, he had been with her on the scene. "What happened after you went into the basement?" Emily asked, momentarily forgetting her promise to Ross to only ask closed ended questions.

JJ took a deep breath and tried to lift her hand to cover the trach that would allow for her to talk. She was able to raise her hand higher then she ever had, but couldn't quite muster the strength just yet to hold it over her throat.

"We got it JJ," Hotch said, remembering how Maria had warned Hotch when approaching JJ from the side. Purposefully, Hotch made sure he was in JJ's line of sight before telling her what he was doing; waiting for her nod before he placed a gloved hand over the trach tube, occluding it and allowing her to speak.

"Thank…. You…" Her voice was raspy, weak, different. But it was there. Hotch removed his hand and waited for JJ's nod before covering it again. "Attack..ed." She forced herself to say, "Behind…"

"You were attacked from behind? Do you know who did it?"

"L.. Leaff." She said softly. "Dart…"

And they continued in this manner; JJ able to answer questions without hesitation. Her recall matched exactly what Leaff had told Hotch; and he made his stomach twist. Everything Leaff had told them so far had matched up with JJ's account. And while he was relieved to know JJ remembered aspects of it and that Leaff was telling them the truth- it terrified him. Because JJ was improving and doing exceptionally well, just like Leaff had promised.

"JJ, can you tell us about the chip?" Emily shifted in her chair.

'First day.." She said softly. "Changed..once week." The sentence had warn her out and Hotch saw her growing tired.

"JJ, do you need to rest? We can pick back up later?" Hotch asked, keeping in mind what Ross had demanded.

She shook her head. "Keep..going."

And while his gut told him to stop, he nodded at Emily to continue.

"JJ, they changed the chip every week?" Emily asked, this was the first they had heard of it. And JJ nodded, "Did they always put it in your arm?"

'No," JJ mouthed. 'Everywhere.'

Emily looked to Hotch, fear in her stomach. "Do you remember where the last one was?" Her mind had gone to a terrible place; hoping that there still was not a chip in her friend. JJ nodded. "Where?"

"Back." She said softly. "Lower…" Emily looked to Hotch, both thinking the same thing. Was this what had caused her paralysis.

"Do you know if they removed it?"

JJ shook her head, "Don't know." She paused again, then motioned for Hotch to cover so she could speak. "GPS." She said softly. "Tried… run."

"You tried to escape?" Emily asked softly, deciding to allow JJ just to talk instead of asking targeted questions. JJ nodded. "Okay, what happened?"

"Found me." She said. "Doc… got mad."

"Do you remember Doc? Anything about Doc?" Hotch asked quickly, wanting to catch this bastard.

JJ nodded. "Everything." There was power in the word and both Emily and Hotch smiled at one another. They were finally going to get this bastard.

"JJ, can you talk about Doc today? What Doc did?" Emily pushed not wanting to overwhelm JJ.

JJ nodded; she was growing tired, her body was aching. But she had been waiting so long for this, to regain some power. And she was ready to help her team find Doc.

"Alright, you just tell us when to stop." Emily explained. "Was Doc a man or woman?"

'Man' JJ mouthed, fighting off sleep. 'White… older…'

"What else can you tell us about Doc?"

JJ grunted, pain beginning to course through her body. 'Surgeon' she mouthed. 'Designed.. drugs.' Emily nodded wordlessly. 'I… broke his nose." It was getting harder for her to communicate, but Emily and Hotch saw the determination in her eyes and knew better to stop. "When he.. tried to…" and she stopped, suddenly stopped talking and looked away. Her eyes became glassy for a few moments and neither Hotch nor Emily spoke; it was clear JJ was remembering something.

"Well, well, well… who do we have here?" An middle aged man walked into the small room snapping on his gloves as he approached the struggling woman.

"This is who we grabbed yesterday, Doc." Clyde said as he stood in the room, watching JJ struggling against the restraints. It was useless of course, she wasn't going anywhere.

Doc nodded, a smile forming on his face. "We haven't had a healthy one like you in a few years." He laughed, grabbing a seat next to her. "Stay still for me hon, I just need to look you over." He reached for her wrist and she jerked away.

"Get the hell away from me." JJ spat. She was terrified but determined not to show it.

"You're a feisty one, aren't you?" Doc nodded to Clyde, "has she been given anything?"

"Not this morning; the tranquilizer from yesterday knocked her out pretty good. We haven't given her anything today though. She refused to eat…"

"She'll learn; they all do." He turned for a moment and then came back towards JJ, a large needle in his hand. "Okay honey, this is how this works." He tapped the syringe so that JJ could clearly see the liquid inside. "You let me examine you and we won't need this. If you decide to try and fight me, you will get this. All of it. And from what I understand, it doesn't make you feel good."

JJ stared at him. "I will never let you touch me," She hissed, refusing to give in.

"That's too bad, honey. Because you and I are going to have a great time together. Provided you survive." He inched closer and nodded to Clyde. "Last chance, are you going to behave?"

JJ stared at him and the needle; she knew she was outnumbered, knew this was not going to work well for her. And stopped struggling. Knew it was best for her to save her strength for later. "Good girl," he cooed, recapping the needle and setting it down far behind JJ's grasp before turning back towards her. "I just need to give you an exam, I won't hurt you, not yet." He smiled, grabbing his medical tools. "Just like when you go to the doctor's office."

JJ didn't say anything as she felt the man's hands explore her throat, press on her stomach and look into her eyes and ears. Didn't say anything as he pressed his stethoscope to her chest. "Did you get labs drawn on her?" He asked and JJ heard Clyde respond that he had. A chill went down her spine; what the hell was happening?

"Yes, came back clear. She's healthy as can be." Clyde said as he moved closer.

"Good to hear," Doc moved closer. "Okay honey, this is where its going to get uncomfortable," He said, "You need to go change into a gown for me, we have to make sure your healthy inside and out." He said, grabbing a hospital gown and placing it on her lap.

"What?" JJ shook her head, knowing what was coming. "No." She looked around the room and saw more medical supplies and her heart jumped into her throat at the idea of what was to come.

"You don't get a choice sweetheart," Doc said softly, moving in closer. "I'll be gentle, it wont take long but it needs to happen. I've gone to school for this, I know its uncomfortable and embarrassing. You'll be getting these exams routinely so you need to get use to the idea."

"Its rape." JJ spat, trying to stop herself from showing any fear.

Doc smiled. "I'm a doctor honey; I know you are scared. But we will go into another room and it will be just you and me and Clyde. I have the correct supplies so it will be easy; we won't need to improvise. Are you pregnant?" He reached over to stroke her hair and JJ pulled away violently.

"No…"

"Okay, we will double check; we have birth control we will start you on; just an IUD. It won't hurt but that way no babies will come during your stay with us."

JJ was trembling, "Don't touch me." She growled, her eyes darting between him and the gown on her lap. "I'm FBI… my team is going to find me, they know I am missing."

Doc smiled again, "What are you scared of baby? You've had these exams before, right? It's no different…"

"You're forcing this on me, it's different in every way! I am saying no!" She screamed at him.

"Okay honey," His voice remained calm and he stood up. "Clyde is going to help you get changed and I will see you in the next room; we will give you some meds to help calm down." He didn't say anything else, just turned and left.

"Alright, we can do this the hard way or the easy way." Clyde was in front of her, grabbing the gown and unfolding it. "Are you going to fight me?"

JJ stared at him but didn't move, her body frozen in fear. "Leaff is coming to help us get you taken care of."

Leaff walked in, whistling. He didn't say a word as he helped Clyde undress her, the restraints still holding her arms behind her back. "See, that wasn't hard!" Clyde said, lifting JJ to her feet. "Now, lets go this way." He guided her down the hall and into another room, JJ uncomfortably aware of how exposed she was in the gown. It opened in the front and was held together by two flimsy strings.

"Okay, go sit on that table like a good girl and I will let Doc know you are ready." Clyde instructed, leaving Leaff with JJ before stepping out of the room.

JJ looked around, her terror increasing as she saw what was ahead of her. She backpaddled, trying to head back to the door, but Leaff grabbed her. "Sorry baby, can't go anywhere." He pulled her over and restrained her to the table. "You can keep your clothes on for now. But when Doc comes in, we have to take it off."

JJ didn't respond. Where was her team? Where was anyone? This couldn't be real… this couldn't be happening. Not to her. This had to be a horrible nightmare… she began shaking, her entire body was shaking. And then the door swung open and Doc and Clyde walked back in and towards her.

Doc had changed and was now in medical scrubs, still smiling. "Okay honey, time to go." He said, taking a seat on the stool in front of her. He reached over and grabbed her ankles, attempting to swing her around on the table. But her instincts kicked in and JJ began to fight.

She fought hard, and managed to get one foot loose, kicking Doc in the face, sending blood spewing from his now broken nose. "Bitch!" He growled. "Clyde, do it!"

JJ had no time to react, suddenly she was turned on her side and held down before feeling a burning pain in her hip. She cried out in pain, and arched her back attempting to move away as the drug pierced her skin. It was agony, and then it stopped and JJ felt the men release her. She rolled onto her back and tried to sit up. But her body wouldn't cooperate. She couldn't move.

"I warned you baby doll," Doc said, looking over her as Clyde tightened the restraints. "We do this my way now." She couldn't move, couldn't do anything as her world caved around her. She felt everything, felt the men put her legs in the stirrups, felt the cold as her gown was taken away and she was completely exposed. She heard the clang on medical instruments, felt fingers where they shouldn't be, tried to pull away as she felt a cold metal instrument brush against her bare thigh.

"No.." She pleaded, as Leaff sat down next to her head and began brushing her hair back.

"It'll be over soon, love." He said softly, JJ watching his eyes. He was watching, watching what was about to happen to her. "Okay, here we go. It'll be okay." JJ hissed suddenly as the exam began, she tried to pull away but Clyde and Leaff held her in place. "Stay still love," Leaff whispered. She kept trying to pull away, gasping in pain. "Baby listen to me," Leaff grabbed her hand. "You need to let Doc finish; he is almost done."

She wasn't sure how long it lasted, but felt her body relax when the instrument was withdrawn. Closed her eyes, shaking in pain as the three men talked above her. She heard Doc come near her and opened her eyes, he was smiling down at her, snapping off his bloodied gloves. "We are going to have so much fun with you." He reached down and gently smoothed her hair back. "You were a good girl and I will see you tomorrow."

He left the room, barking instructions on what to do next for Leaff and Clyde. "Can you sit up?" Leaff asked, slowly loosening the restraints. He put his arm behind her back and helped guide her to a sitting position.

JJ shook in pain. This was not normal. "What.. what did he do to me?" She closed her eyes, the nausea growing worse.

"He gave you an exam." Leaff replied, reaching over and grabbing a wet cloth before wiping blood away from her. "Took some samples, we have to make sure you aren't sick before proceeding with the project. Clyde will take a look at them and we will know in a few hours if you are a good candidate for our research."

JJ glared at him, but the room began spinning. "Go to sleep, little one. I will take care of you." Leaff whispered, pushing her down on the table and covering her with a soft blanket. And while she tried to fight it off, she failed and fell asleep almost instantly.

Hotch sat outside the ICU, at the nurses desk, waiting for Ross to answer his text. He and Emily sat together, neither saying a word. Both processing what they had just learned. This was far beyond what they had expected, and it went to show just how little they did know about what had happened to their friend. And it had made them sick to their stomachs; they had an idea that JJ had been sexually assaulted, but not like this.

And that had been the first time JJ had met Doc. She had been with him for over a year. And both agents knew there was so much more to come. JJ had told them about Doc, about what he had done to her repeatedly; they had only been able to talk for eight minutes before JJ became so tired that she simply could not continue.

They would have to interview her again. And again. And again.

"Where do we go from here?" Emily asked, breaking the silence.

Hotch shook his head. "I don't know. We need to locate Doc, he will be our key."

"What about Leaff?" Emily asked hopefully.

"I will talk to him again; he never mentioned this."

Emily nodded as she saw Ross approaching. "Is she okay?" He asked, handing each agent a cup of coffee.

Hotch rubbed his face, nobody was okay now. "Did she have a gynecological exam upon her admittance?"

Ross's expression changed slightly. "We did a rape exam, but that's it." He paused. "Does she need one?"

Emily looked away, "yes."

And they knew that subjecting JJ to that would be a task; and it came back to the same question. What did they sacrifice? Do they exam for the sake of her physical health and risk her mental health? Or forsake the physical exam to preserve her mental health.

And nobody had the answer.