17.01.2022
Sexuall Abuse/Assault, attempted rape, past Rape
Hurt, Comfort, Angst
Male-Slash
Original Character x Spencer Reid
One-Shot

It was a stressful week in the BAU. The usual shit with the same old psychopaths, along the same new Energie they get after saving at least some children.

It went all okay.

Hotch already sent his Team home. He's still in his office, rubbing his temporal and breathing out heavily.

Suddenly there's a knock at the door and Morgan comes snowing in. "Hotch, are you all right?" "What is it, Morgan?" "I wanted to talk to you about Reid. Do you know anything? He's been acting so weird lately, and it's not like him at all," Derek starts, a little worried, leaning against Aaron's desk.
"I know what you mean, but no, I don't know."
,,Have you ever seen the bruises he tries to discreetly hide? The way he flinches and avoids you when you try to touch his face?" "Yeah, so?" asks Hotch slowly, annoyed. It's not because he doesn't care about Spencer, it's because he knows these signs and can't do anything unless Spencer comes to them. He certainly won't spy on him.

"So?" Derek repeats with that undertone he uses when he can't grasp something. Irritated, but still with a question mark in his voice.

"Yes, and! What am I supposed to do now? You know him, he is not someone who just asks for help. He will come to us when he really knows no other way out!" "Or he'll *fall* off the stairs again and break his neck," Derek emphasizes, stepping away from the table.

He was alluding to an incident two months ago. Spencer fell off the stairs of his hallway, or so he told them. But neither Derek nor Aaron trusted him with it over the way. And as unbelievable and downright panic-stricken as Spence talked himself out of it, they had every right not to believe him.

"Hotch, what's wrong with you? Why won't you do something about it?"
"What, Morgan, do you think i should be thinking about doing, hmn? Have Garcia check his cell phone for messages? Should we follow him and spy on his last bit of privacy?"
"Didn't bother you guys with me either," Derek replies dryly. Maybe he hasn't quite forgiven them for unsealing his most private thing yet.
"Why Hotch, something is very wrong. And it's getting on my nerves that everyone is acting as if nothing is wrong. And what about you? You should care about Spencer," with these speeches Hotch gives him a nasty look. He suddenly seems tense.

"First of all, I care about anyone on the team. And secondly, I have no idea what you're talking about. And I would advise you to let it go now."
"You think I don't see the way you look at him? You have a thing for him, we both know that!"
"Are you completely crazy?! He is an attractive, handsome young man, That's it. And now? You're not so bad yourself. Admitting something like that doesn't mean you're into someone, Morgan. You-!" he raised his hand, furious, about to explain further and seek justification, when he was suddenly interrupted by his cell phone.
"Reid." he titled the caller with a dangerous undertone and a look directly into Derek's eyes. Of course Aaron answers. He presses a button and holds it to his ear.
"Reid?" he asks, turning his side to Derek.
Derek can't understand anything, he just rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"Reid, what's wrong?" Aaron asks, and Derek can read concern on his face as he looks back up at him.
"Hotch?" he asks, moving closer to him again. "Reid, I'll put you on speaker. Morgan is here too, what's going on?"
"Hotch, please help me!" the young genius almost shouts at the top of his voice. He sounds panicked, completely terrified. A fear that can hardly be perceived through his blubbery voice.
"Reid, what's going on, where are you?" Hotch asks again clearly. No answer comes, Spencer is cut off by a loud bang, and a voice foreign to both men.
"You piece of shit. Get your ass over here! Don't think you're in charge here! Nobody breaks up with me!" the strange voice shouts at young Reid.
"Nnh, Hotch, Morgan, please come quick... Nnha... - AH!"
"Reid!" "Spencer, where are you?" asks Derek loudly.
"Stop it... Please, get out of my apartment, stop... Please... No, - ah!"
"Come on, hurry up!" Hotch now gives the order, and they run, hurrying to get to Spencer's apartment.

The young genius thinks that they can't hear him anymore.
The man knocked the cell phone out of his hand.
He grabbed him by the shirt and forcibly pulled him off the floor after Spencer cowered in a corner in the bathroom.
"Stop it, please!" Spencer yells at him in fear as he pushes him onto his stomach.
"Shut up," the strange man says strangely calmly.
He pushes Spencer's arm so far back on his back that he could swear it was about to crack.
"Ow... You're hurting me, please... Hiff."
"Don't itch me. When I say we're fucking, you shut the fuck up and say 'Yes, sir'."
"I told you I don't want to. Pl-please stop now."
"And who do you think you are, that you think YOU have the right to decide whether we break up or not?"
"You're hurting me. You. You-you treat me like shit... P-please... Stop it, let me go, AH-" he cries loudly.
He already knows this feeling. When he begs him to stop. When he cries, but all he notices is his pants being ripped.
"Stop it, AU, ah... Ow... Mnn" there he got also already again the first blow.
"Shut up now!"
He snorts at him, pushes him into the mattress with his arm still sunk into his back. So that it hurts as much as possible.
With his other hand, the strange man pulls down Spencer's pants and underpants.
"Stop it! I don't want to, pl-pl-please. I'll do whatever you want, but please! Hiff, don't hurt me, please,.mn" he begs him. He tries to find strength in his so shaky voice. But try as he might, his voice just won't obey him.
This man is really strong. He grabs Spencer by one thigh with his free hand and pulls him up so that Spencer is supporting himself with his upper body and knees on the mattress.
The tears in his eyes make it impossible for him to see. That burning in his heart intensifies his fear.
What comes next is nothing new.

With his hand still free, the stranger pulls down his own pants and takes out his erect dick, holding it close to Spencer.
"Don't pretend you don't like it. You bitch like it when it hurts. And trust me, it will." he blurts, taking Spencer's hip in his hand and positioning himself right at his entrance.
"Please...help, hiff, somebody..." Spencer whispers softly and closes his eyes. Maybe it's better if he doesn't notice anything at all.

With a loud crack, the apartment door flies open and in come Morgan and Hotch, guns drawn.
"Get off him, you bastard!" Morgan demands loudly and takes aim at him, instantly stepping closer to the two.
"What? Who are you, get the hell out of here!" the stranger shouts at the two and turns to Hotch, who is coming from the other direction.
At that moment Morgan grabs his arm, pulls him off Reid and places him face first on the ground.
"Hotch, Morgan!" Spencer cries out loud, still unable to see them, his voice shaking as never before. It hurts to hear him like this.
And seeing him like this even more so.
He tries to sit down slowly, but everything hurts. His wrist, his hip, his face.

"Reid, it's okay, we're here," Aaron speaks to him and approaches him.
The young genius wipes a few tears from his face and tries to look Hotch in the eye.
He is trembling all over and now old scratches and marks appear.
"Hotch..." he says softly, starts shaking even more and the tears start running again. It would do no good to try to stop them.
Seeing their youngest member like this breaks Aaron's heart.
Without much thought, he grabs the blanket and finally gets close to him and carefully puts the blanket around his body.
Gently, Aaron sits down next to Spencer. He doesn't know what to do, he doesn't know how to comfort him. But he has to do something. This sight is cruel.

Until suddenly Spencer leans against him and starts to really cry.
After a moment's hesitation, Hotch puts his arms around him, making Spenny feel safe and secure, and, hurt as he is, he snuggles up to him.
Uncertainly, Aaron glances at Derek, who handcuffs the strange man and pulls him up.
"Ow, watch it! You have no right to take me, that was roleplay! Tell him, Spencer!" "We heard everything. I'll make sure you get out of here for good!" Morgan hisses angrily at him. "Look, he's my bitch and I can treat him however I want!"
"And they will have a lot of fun with you in jail. Now shut up, move your ass!", Derek speaks the last word and navigates him out of the apartment.

Aaron strokes Spencer's back and just lets him cry.
"It's okay, Reid, it's all right. He's not going to hurt you anymore."
"Promise?" he asks softly, sniffling.
"On my child's life."

"Do you want to tell me about him? He's the reason you're twitching, isn't he?" Hotch starts another conversation, after a long silence.
"He...he was so sweet to me in the beginning. But..but at some point he was all about sex. He started, hiff, hitting me, and touching me when I didn't want it."
"And he pushed you down the stairs," Hotchner says. He knew it.
"He apologized afterwards! I believed him, and I was so afraid of him.
He hurt me so many times, I just couldn't take it anymore!" he answered, still sniffling and weeping, but already much calmer.
"I... I was afraid of what you would think of me... I really wanted to settle this alone, but just now... He completely freaked out! I was so scared, I just had to call you".
"And you did the right thing, Spencer. That was very brave of you. I'm proud of you," Hotch whispers and gently strokes his hair.
"Thank you..."
"For what?" asks Hotch incredulously. He can't possibly thank him now!
"For coming right away. For...saving me. For not judging me..."
Hotch swallows hard once before carefully digging further into Spencer's hair and stroking him lovingly.

"It's going to be okay, Spencer. I promise you that."
"Hotch?" asks Spencer anxiously, looking up at him with a hesitation.
"Can you. . I really wouldn't ask if it wasn't serious... I.. I just don't want to be alone tonight, can you please, please stay here?" he asks in a low voice, looking up with wide eyes.
"You're definitely not staying here. The door needs to be repaired. I have a guest room, you can sleep there."
"Oh, thank you, Hotch, thank you!" Spencer replies, totally relieved, and throws his arms around Hotch's body, squeezing him tightly.

With his heart pounding, Aaron looks down, recognizing a smile on that wet face.
He takes an unnoticed deep breath and returns that hug.
He will do anything to make Spencer feel better.
Anything.

Made
By
Ren~
Zai