Lizzie sat with her head buried in her knees. She had stopped crying some time ago. Not because she wasn't sad anymore. She just didn't have the strength to continue, nor the tears. She wasn't sure how long it had been since that man took her from her home. She had tried to fight back but he used something on her that made her fall asleep and gave her an awful tummy ache.
She wondered if Jade was alright? Was Spencer looking for her? What if he didn't even know she was missing? She was surprised when tears started streaming again. Guess she did have enough tears left to cry. It didn't last long as she heard the sound of a door being unlocked. When it swung open, she was blinded by a bright light. She flinched and curled deeper into herself.
After a moment, she peered up through squinted eyes to see a tall semi-muscular man staring at her and right behind him was a dinkier, nerdy looking man talking to ...
Lizzie started to panic. She felt her heart racing as she tried to back further into the corner of the room. As though she would be able to melt into the cold stone wall.
"Mya, darling, I'm so glad we found you. You are safe now. Daddy is here," he said as he walked toward her.
In the loudest scream she could muster, Lizzie began shouting for Jade. The tall man stared at her unblinkingly, while the nerdy man scrunched his face in disgust and covered his ears. Suddenly, Lizzie's face stung, and she tasted a bit of blood.
"Quit that shrieking! You sound like a fucking retard!"
Lizzie sat still as silent tears dripped from her eyes.
"I was going to take you to your room, but until you can get your act together, you can stay here!"
Her Dad always refused to sign to her. Said only retards spoke through their hands. All she could do was try to read his lips and figure out what he was saying as best she could. This time, she didn't have to try hard to understand what he was saying. She knew where she was. She was in the punishment cell. She and Jade had been put here often during their childhood.
She watched as her father and the two men walked to the door. None of them looking back at her. None of them caring that she was scared and hurt. The door slammed shut, leaving her alone in the dark once again. She curled up in a ball on the cement floor sobbing, praying Spencer would find her soon.
(xxxxx)
Jade sat in Hotch's office with a cup of tea in her hand. At the moment, she was by herself, as the team had gone to the conference room to try and figure out what to do. She was about to take another sip of her tea when she heard a commotion outside in the hall. She placed her cup down on the table and peered out the open door. Suddenly, a man peered into the room and stopped.
"Jessica Murtaw?"
Jade's eyes grew wide and she instantly began to shake again.
"Jessica, you are under arrest for the kidnapping of Mya Murtaw," the man said as he entered the room.
Jade tried to scurry further away across the couch, but the man was already on her. He was wrestling her as she tried to squirm away from him.
"Ma'am, quit fighting me! Don't' make this harder than it needs to be."
Jade felt the cuffs latch around her wrists before she was lifted off the couch and shoved out into the hallway. The man was reading her, her rights as he tugged her down the walkway. Just as they reached the end, Jade heard Spencer shouting for her. The man stopped moving and they both turned to see the team racing toward them.
"Get your hands off her!" Spencer growled as he grabbed a hold of Jade's free arm.
"Sir, she is under arrest," the man stated.
"No, she's not!" Spencer said trying to pull Jade away from the man.
"Let her go," Hotch said angrily. "She is staying here. Under the protection of the FBI."
"With all due respect, I was sent here to arrest this woman for kidnapping the senator's daughter."
"With all due respect, I don't care what you're here for. This woman is not leaving my custody."
"You can't stop me -" the man began.
"Watch me," Hotch growled.
The man looked around at the team surrounding him, glaring at him, daring him to fight them. He rolled his eyes and uncuffed Jade, who dove into Spencer's arms.
"This isn't over," the man said as he walked off.
"It sure isn't," Hotch agreed.
After the man had disappeared, Spencer led Jade back into Hotch's office. He sat down on the couch with her, holding her as she sobbed into his chest. The rest of the team had gone back to the conference room, allowing them a moment of privacy.
"He's going to get me," Jade whimpered.
"No, he isn't. He'll have to go through all of us before he gets to you. I won't let him take you," Spencer promised.
She could hear the anger in his voice.
"Spencer, what am I going to do? He's got so many people on his side ..."
"Yea, but he's never gone against us before. He won't win this Jade. I swear to God, we are not only going to get Lizzie back, but we're going to expose your dad for who he really is. He will not succeed. Not this time."
"I want to believe you, but I'm so scared," she said.
"I know. I promise you I will protect you. I won't let anything happen to you," he said as he placed kisses along her head.
He held her tighter in his arms as anger surged through his veins. This senator had no idea who he just pissed off. It was time to unleash all the hidden dark powers the BAU team members possessed. He picked the wrong group to fuck with.
(xxxxx)
Lizzie didn't know how long she'd been locked in the punishment room. Time always ceased to exist when she was in there. As she lay there trying to think of her favorite movies and books, the door swung open again. She sat up to see her father storming towards her, with no warning she felt blow after blow.
She whimpered in agony as he finally stopped hitting her. She laid on her side gasping for air as she watched her father ranting about something. He was pacing back and forth as the other people in the room watched him. She closed her eyes as she shook with fear and pain. She flinched when she felt a cool hand gently stroking her cheek. She saw a woman with sad eyes kneeling in front of her. She didn't say anything. Just tried to soothe Lizzie's pain.
"I want a message sent to them now!"
"Sir, it's the FBI, they can trace the message -"
"You're a fucking genius' figure it the fuck out!" John yelled.
"Yes, sir," the nerdier man sighed.
Lizzie reached out for the woman with a choked no as she stood up to leave with the men. She watched as the four of them left the room. Tears streamed down her face as she prayed harder for Spencer to find her.
(xxxxx)
Jade was leaning against Spencer in a daze. It had been about an hour since she was nearly arrested. Spencer hadn't left her side since, holding her close as they sat in silence. They both jumped when Spencer's phone pinged. He opened his phone and jumped to his feet running from the room. Jade ran after him toward the conference room.
Spencer tossed his phone on the table toward Penelope who jumped in surprise.
"Who sent this? I need you to trace this now!" Spencer said angrily.
"Uh, yea, ok," Penelope said as her hands shook.
"What is it?" Hotch asked.
Penelope fumbled with the cord as she plugged the phone into her laptop. She began typing furiously as Jade ran up behind Spencer.
"What did you see?"
Spencer looked at her with distress written across his features. Jade started slapping at him as tears poured down her face.
"Damn it Spencer, what did you see?" she shouted as J.J. wrapped her arms around her. "What did you see?"
She fell limp in J.J.'s arms as the two of them dropped to the floor. Spencer turned his attention back to Penelope, his eyes pleading with her.
"Please," was all he could muster.
"I'm trying, but I can't ... whoever did this ... they are good," she said as tears streamed down her red cheeks.
Spencer slammed his fists down onto the table, making Penelope yelp.
"FIND HER!"
"Get them out of here," Hotch ordered.
Spencer protested angrily as Derek grabbed him and started pulling him out of the room. J.J. following behind with her arms cradling a weeping Jade. Once they were out of the room, Hotch walked over to Spencer's phone and opened up the text he'd received. A picture of a bruised and bleeding Lizzie appeared on the screen. She was clearly in pain lying on cement.
"We've got to find her," Penelope whimpered. "Spencer ... he won't survive this ..."
Hotch placed a gentle soothing hand on her shoulder. He wanted to reassure her, but he was as afraid as she was. He knew Spencer couldn't handle another loss. They needed to find Lizzie or this could very well break him. For good.