Spencer's P.O.V.

I really liked working with Lola. She was actually very smart, probably a lot smarter than she gave herself credit for. I did however notice something, something I had been seeing for a while and not wanting to comment on.

"Hey, you said you were failing most classes before you dropped out of school. Was there ones in particular, where the teacher complained about you?" I asked trying not to pry too much, but I was curious, and I would have supporting evidence if I was right. She looked at me a little confused and shrugged.

"I don't know. As you know I am pretty good at codes and math, that was the only class I was not failing. Although I always did bad on the tests in math too. I could never figure out the weird wording of those questions." She said casually not even looking up from her paper.

That was exactly the answer I had expected. I noticed it while we were working on her homework, she had a lot of grammatical and spelling errors, that she should not have had. Even if she had only gotten to eighth grade, those mistakes should have been corrected. I got up from my seat excusing myself, again she just nodded not even looking up. I walked over to Hotch and pulled him aside.

"I know we are on a case. But while working with Lola and talking with her. I am a little concerned, I am thinking maybe we should have her tested." I said quietly to Hotch who nodded.

"Call JJ, she can schedule a test for when we get home. If you're right, that would explain a lot." He said and I nodded.

"It would. Even about why she ended up where she did. If she was doing her best, but never got awarded for it, combined with abuse and poverty. That would be a prime gateway into crime. Plus it is very common in smaller criminals. Did you know that Henry Hill had it?" I said and he smiled at me and nodded.

"Reid, let's get back to work, shall we?" He said.

I understood, I had gotten a little carried away. I did that sometimes. But it would be really cool if I was right. I also imagine, that if I was right, it would be a huge relief to her. I mean, imagine being very smart, but never seem to get credit for your work. I walked back to her and smiled as I sat down.

Lola's P.O.V.

We went to school the next day as well. Nothing seemed too weird, we studied the children. The only thing that mildly agitated me was that Spencer while studying them had time to actually pay attention in school. The teacher expected me to be on the same level as him, and I most certainly was not.

More importantly some of the middle crowd were starting to notice him. It was break and I was about to pull him aside to tell him to cool it, so we would not gain any unwanted attention. However before I could a group of girls stopped us in the hallway and looked him up and down smirking. I rolled my eyes knowing their looks, they were attracted to him. Which was first and foremost creepy seeing as I knew he was in reality 24 and not 15 as they all believed.

"Hey Caleb, we were wondering if you wanted to come sit with us at lunch. Would be a much needed, upgrade." She said pausing to look at me when she said upgrade.

He looked at me confused, I figured he had never been popular in high school, so he had no idea what to do here. Maybe it was because he was like 10, now he was an older hot guy to them. I figured it made sense to sit with them, so we could gather intel from them. I gave a small nod and he turned to the girls again.

"Can my sister come, I just don't want to leave her." He said innocently. They looked to me glaring, and stared a little at my cuff.

"Sorry, there is really only room for one more person at our table." She said I looked at her knowing she was not sorry at all. I rolled my eyes they glared and turned around walking towards the school yard.

I turned to Spencer who looked at me confused I sighed and looked around to see if anyone was around to hear me. I had thought this through quickly and this was the best option.

"Go sit with them Doc, I know you aren't too comfortable with social interactions, but trust me they like you for your smarts. It will be best if we spread our search to bigger crowds." I said looking him in the eyes, at first he was about to protest, but could not argue with my claim of covering more ground like this.

"I don't know if I can do this Lola." He said worried and I put a calming arm on his shoulder.

"Relax, pretend that you are just letting a good friend take the wheel. It does not mean that you can't let some of yourself peak through." I said smiling at him. He took at deep breath and smiled back at me.

"Okay, I will see you after lunch." He said

I nodded, he turned a little to walk away. I had no idea what came over me, but I had a bad feeling about this. Maybe because he was a little innocent when it came to this thing. I grabbed his arm to stop him and pulled him in for a hug. He hugged me back, we quietly let go and he left me there. I had no idea what to do now.

I could try and approach the rich crowd, I had my doubts that it would work but I figured it was worth a shot.

I grabbed my food and walked to the cafeteria, I had no idea how to approach this. However I saw the table on the way to Camerons table. If all went wrong I could just sit down with them. I walked slowly towards them, I felt like everything moved in slowmotion, I had no idea why I was nervous like this.

"Hey, jailbird." Someone yelled as I walked past them. I turned quickly looking at the person angry.

It was one of Noah Kings friends, he looked at me with a smug look on his face. He stepped forward once and looked me up and down like I was a piece of meat. If this had been under different circumstances I would have punched him, and told him that nobody messes with me. But this was very different times, and a very different place. I just glared at him as I walked towards them.

"What?" I said angry he seemed to be drawn a little back by this hostility. He should never do anything illegal, he would be dead in a week in the joint.

"Heard about these murders recently?" He said and I sighed and practically rolled my eyes at him.

"Yes. What about them?" I asked annoyed with him. He was too arrogant for my taste.

"I just figured you would know all about it, seeing how you scum like to talk." He said stepping a little too close for my comfort. I was angry and very uncomfortable in this situation. I took a deep breath to calm myself. I also clenched and unclenched my fists in onder to get some anger out that way.

I just gave him a sarcastic smile and turned around walking away. I sighed hoping I was in the clear, but he did not allow me that clarity. He grabbed my wrists and violently turned me around.

"I was talking to you jailbird. Or don't they teach you any manners in juvi?" He said I glared over his shoulder to see Noah grinning a little too much for my liking at this display.

I almost growled at this guy, but I looked around knowing we were causing a scene and I did not want that. I figured in the end this unsub would be doing this because of some sort of social beef. I thought my actions through quickly, before doing something only to get on the nerves on this sicko. I quickly whipped my wrist from the guys grip, I then in a swift motion, grabbed his arm and twisted it around his back. I for good measures kicked him to his knees. He groaned a little in pain I just smirked a little.

"I did learn a few things in juvi actually. Now why are you asking me about these murders?" I asked angrily. He smirked to which I responded by twisting his arm a little more making him groan in pain once again.

"Im sorry, I was just kidding. But I figured once a criminal always a criminal." He answered weakly. This while not his intention, angered me even more. He thought that I had done it only because of my ankel bracelet.

"So you thought it was a good idea to assault me? Huh? Unless you wanna be the next victim." I said threatening. He pleaded a little and apologised clearly very scared, I could see a school guard walk towards me so I thought quickly.

"Now, you wanted to know about Juvi. I have just taught you an important lesson about respect. Now what do you say to that?" I asked the last part sounding almost a little sweetly. He glared up at me and groaned.

"Fuck you." He said I twisted his arm and he cried out in pain.

"Thank me, for teaching you respect. And for not breaking your arm right now." I said menacing. His look had quickly changed from angry to pain and he whimpered, making me smirk.

"Thank you." He said and I smirked letting him go.

The security guard grabbed me and dragged me off, no doubt to the principles office. The rest of the kids glared at me on the way out. I looked at Spencer on the way out he looked at me a little disappointed. I had no idea what had ticked me off that much. I usually had much more control than this. I had while in my mind it was deservingly taught that kid a lesson. I had stepped so far over the line, I had no idea how I was gonna get punished for this. I was dragged to the principles office. First I was sat out front while the security guard left me to explain the situation to the principal. After a few minutes he walked out glaring at me. The principal came out of her office and told me to come in.

"Now I have a very strict non violence policy at this school. And assaulting someone like Duncan Kane like that is in no way acceptable. His family provides so much of this schools funding. I cannot lose that. I will call your commanding officer, and tell your boss what you did and how irresponsible that was. You assaulted a student of mine." She said angrily. I saw in the chair in front of her shocked.

"He assaulted me first. I acted in self defence." I said annoyed, she put up her hand to silence me and sighed shaking her head.

"This is exactly why I did not want someone like you undercover in my school." She said my anger grew but she looked at me like I was trash, however a little less harsh than before.

"And I am aware of Mr. Kane's actions. I would normally expel you. But since you are an FBI agent, I can't really do that. So for the time being, you are suspended for 3 days. I have to send a message to my kids that what you did today was not okay." She said and I nodded understanding.

She wrote me a slip, that was to give to my "parents." Which was all for show for the other students. I took it and sighed as I got up from my chair. I knew I had an even bigger ass-whooping coming from Hotch. I went to leave but was stopped by her smirking at me.

"On a more personal note ms Morse. Thank you for teaching him some manners." She said, I looked back at her and smiled a little.

I had no idea why, but I had somehow done her a favour by kicking someones ass. I nodded at her and turned around to walk out. I quickly removed my smirk from my face to sell the sad I was suspended look.

As soon as I was out of the door someone jumped from the chairs outside of it. I had figured I was Reid so I kept walking. I was a little bit too much in my own head to notice the figure beside me. That was until my arm was grabbed once again and I was turned to face him. It was not Spencer who now had me at an alarmingly close distance, but rather Noah King. I was a little confused about this but said nothing.

"Did you not hear what I said jailbird?" He said a little angry, I slowly shook my head and he rolled his eyes.

"I asked, what you got?" He said and I sighed and looked up at him.

"3 days suspension" I said coldly, something was off about this guy. I had no idea if it was the rich asshole vibe or what, but something was off.

"Bummer, I thought what you did to Duncan was pretty cool. All except for one thing." He said the last thing very coldly. He jerked my arm but did not let go as a way of telling me to walk with him. I did what he said, not wanting to get into more trouble than I already was.

"I am glad you enjoyed the show." I said smirking a little playing along with him. We were almost at the parking lot, when he yanked me once again this time violently.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? Now everyone thinks you killed those girls." He said very angry, the look he gave me scared me and I started to try and yank my arm away from him. Which only made him press harder.

I should have thought this more through, I figured my telling all of the cafeteria implying that I killed the girls would anger the killer, seeing as he did not get credit for them, would anger him. He was killing these girls, both for revenge and for glory. At least that is what the profile so far suggested.

"Why do you care?" I said trying to maintain a facade.

This was apparently the worst thing I could have said because this resulted in me getting shoved towards the big town car. Which I imagined was his. I started to panic, I looked around frantically hoping someone was around, if I was to call for help. I looked behind me to see Spencer running to the front lawn. He looked around for me. We had eye contact for a moment, which resulted in him starting to run towards us.

"Spencer." I yelled out of worry, not worrying if I accidentally blew our cover.

With that I was shoved into the back of the car, as Noah hurried into the front and drove away. I looked backwards to see Spencer stopping, when we drove away because he could not reach me.

I looked around for anything to defend myself with. I had no time to find anything, before the car stopped in an alley, he got up and went to the trunk. He opened the door and I was ready to attack him. Only got in one swing before I was hit on the head with a crowbar.

I woke up with a dulling headache, I tried to sit up, but my head pounded too much. I was still in the back of the car, but now I was tied up. In a knot that even I could not get out of. I accidentally made a sound which alerted Noah, he smirked from the front seat and laughed manically.

"Sleeping beauty is up. Or should I say, Charlotte Castillo." He said and I ignored my head and sat up looking at him scared.

"How do you know that?" I asked he again laughed a laugh that made me very uncomfortable.

"You really shouldn't have your real id with you, it makes it too easy to crack your cover, agent." He said and I looked at him scared.

"What are you gonna do to me?" I asked looking him dead in the eyes in the mirror.

While he was distracted, I moved me hands around looking for my phone, I had no idea who to call or how, but I figured someone would overhear it and would be able to track the call. I sighed in relief when I found it, still hidden in my pocket. He was getting sloppy since he did not take my phone but did take my wallet.

"Normally I don't do the whole evil monologue thing, but who are you gonna tell? You're dead in an hour anyway?" He said while I was looking for my phone.

"I am not actually rich, it is my dad not a driver that drives me to school every day. I live in the servants house behind the mansion everyone thinks I live in. I had the perfect story of the richest kid in school. I had everything, yet these stupid rich kids don't even care. I dated Sarah in private for a long time. That bitch even told me she loved me. Then when I came to talk to her at school. She humiliated me. I hate her, I hate her and all her stupid friends. I was so angry, that once I had one in the backseat, I just couldn't resist strangling her. And it felt good." He said laughing menacingly. I was scared out of my mind, he was gonna kill me too.

While he was talking I every now and then looked down, to open my phone, get into contacts and dial the first number on my screen. I turned the volume down, so he would hopefully not hear the other end, but they would hear me. I closed the screen and put the phone down beside me. He was only a little into the explanation I could focus all my attention on that. I had no idea how to talk myself out of this one.

"Listen to me, you do not want to do this Noah. I understand you. I know what it is like to live for scraps, and have to fight for respect. Heck I spent 2 days in that school, I know how big bitches those kids are. But if you kill me that is a whole other thing. Then every agency will be looking for you." I said and he just laughed manically.

"You think that I care about any of that? I am already a dead man." He said, not with the sadness in his voice I had expected but with a happier tone.

"Where are you taking me? The police and FBI will be looking for me by now. You can't just dump me in an alley like the other girls." I said defiantly.

"I didn't kill the others in the city. Do you think I am an idiot? I am driving to the woods. No one to hear you scream there." He said. I stayed silent for now, beginning to think about my last words. How I had spent my life, and trying to come to terms with it if I was no rescued in time.

Spencers P.O.V.

I had lost her. I should have stayed with her, I should not have left her to go with those stupid girls. I saw what she did in the cafeteria and it was stupid as hell. I ran out to find her after not finding her at the principals office. I figured she would have left to call the team. She was dragged into a car by the killer and dragged off. I ran to her but it was too late.

I called the team and they quickly got there to pick me up, already geared up and asking me to do the same. They all seemed way too calm for all of this. We were back at the precinct after 10 minutes. I told them everything frantically.

"She had a feud in the cafeteria where she implied that she had done it. To anger the real unsub which clearly worked. His name is Noah King, he is one of the riches kids in that school. I saw him drag her off into a black towncar. Here is the licence number." I was scared shitless, and everyone nodded to me saying these things but no one seemed to do anything.

"She was just kidnapped by a murderer, why aren't you doing anything?" I said, I had completely lost my cool.

I sank down in a seat as JJ yelled to put out APBS and an amberalert about the car. I put my head in my hands and could feel a stress headache coming up.

I was proviblely a genius, so how could I have been so stupid. I had left her on her own, I had not stepped in in the cafeteria, why had I not rushed to her sooner. What the hell was wrong with me? If something bad happened to her it would be all my fault. No one else, mine. I would never get to see her smile again. She would just be another photo in this stupid brain of mine. I hit my head a little, in frustration, anger and powerlessness. Morgan grabbed me from the chair and dragged me to another room. He put a hand on either side of my head and forced me to look at him. He looked at me sad and not angry as I had expected.

"You need to calm down kid. I don't want to lose her either. But you are by far the smartest person here. If anyone is gonna find her it is you. We are gonna get her out of this alive." He said I took a deep breath and looked at him still scared for her.

"I know, but I should have never let this happen. We split up Morgan, I left her. And now she is gone, I have no idea what to do. She means a lot to me Morgan. I don't want to be the reason she is killed. I can't live with that." I said he pulled me in for a shot comforting hug.

"We are gonna get her out alive, you hear me kid. With your help, we are gonna get her out alive." He said.

He left me there to collect myself I took a deep breath and a fire burned in my mind. I had to save her, nothing was gonna stop me. I would not let her be taken from me too. I had already lost Maeve like that. I could not lose her too. I left the room and the rest of the team looked at me worried but said nothing about that. We all discussed where she could be heading until my phone rang. Out of instinct I looked at it, my mother would have to wait till another time. But when I looked at the screen my heart stopped I gathered the team around. As I answered the phone.

"Lola?" I asked worry clear in my voice. There was no answer but some shuffling around. You could not very well pocket dial with the phone she had, then it snapped me.

"She is calling us, from the car to lead us to them. Trace the call" I almost yelled and we scrambled around, sadly an FBI agents phone was designed to bounce of towers, so it was harder to pin point her location.

I put my phone on speaker and turned up the volume to hear what was being said.

"They are in the woods, we need an exact location but she is in the woods. And he wants to kill her." Emily yelled out, and we all geared up. Morgan had Garcia on speaker on another line, who was telling us how far we were and how worried she was.

We all left the precinct and geared up, I sat in the front car with Morgan, who put her on car speaker. Rossi drove and Emily and I were in the backseat.

"Talk to me babygirl, what do you need." He said once we got in, my phone was still silent only a few shuffles here and there, letting me know they were driving in silence.

"Drive south east I can't trace her exact position till we are closer to her. But once you get to this forrest drive east." She said worried, I sighed as I heard silence on the other end, then a car door opening, and her protesting as she was I could imagine being dragged out.

They shared a few insults until I heard a thumps and a laugh that was all but pleasant.

"You know what Castillo, I think I am gonna have some fun with you before I kill you." He said. Then there was silence again I felt like my heart stopped. I knew this was only an emotional response, that my heart did not actually stop.

Then some shuffling sound until the phone seemed to be picked up. For a moment I let out a sigh hoping she had gotten to the phone.

"Lola?" I asked quietly, hoping to get an answer about being safe.

"Guess again, agent." I heard a non feeling voice say. I had quickly read up on Noah King. Abusive father, dead mother, socially not that great, had a thing for getting in trouble, and some definite anger issues.

The whole car went silent, thought for a moment time stood still.

"Put agent Castello on the phone, Noah. Once we have verified that she is alive, we can tell the DA you cooperated and you won't get in too much trouble." I said hoping my voice did not tremble too much. I was trying to sound intimidating, I just hoped that it worked. Emily took my hand in a comforting manner, but it did not really help too much.

"You don't get it, do you agent? I don't care if you shoot me down. I hate every one of those bitches, they deserved to die. So does she. But I am gonna cooperate on one part. I am gonna leave you on the line. That way you can listen as I kill her." He said angrily.

"Stop Noah, please, look I understand it, I get it. You are angry, those people in that school, they are cruel horrible people." I said he was silent, which I hoped meant he was listening to me. I paused to think about what I said next. I would need to talk him down, and level with him, that is how to best respond to teenagers. Even those who were clearly psychopaths.

"Those other girls, they deserved to die. I heard what they did to you. But Charlotte has not done anything. Please do not hurt her." I pleaded at the end. He was silent again, annoyingly I could not know if he was listening. The only thing that comforted me was that I could not hear her scream or even a muffled scream.

"Sit still bitch. Any last words?" He said on the other line, and I imagine he removed a gag, as he put the phone to her.

"Spencer?" She said sounding scared but weirdly calm.

"Yeah, I am here, we are all here. Lola we are gonna get to you." I said trying to calm myself down more than her.

"If you don't it's okay doc. I have done some bad things. I love you all." She said and there was a pause, completely silent in the car, even Garcia was silent.

"You are not gonna die Lola." I said back angerily, I did not want her thinking like that. She could not just give up.

She asked me to take it off speaker phone so she could speak only to me.

Garcia now started giving directions, telling us we were close. Maybe if I could just hold them on the line a little more, we would be there in time to stop them.

"You can't blame yourself for this Spencer. I got myself into this mess by taunting him. Promise me you won't blame yourself okay?" She said and I sighed about to cry, how could she ask that of me? How was I not gonna blame myself for this?

"Enough, you had your last goodbye. Now you can listen as your little girlfriend takes her last breath." Noah said menacing.

I hated this but he clearly put the phone down to turn to kill her. The car stopped, and we ran out following Garcias instructions. Finally they came into view, he was taunting her with a knife, I lifted my gun to point at him. I had a clear shot so had everyone else.

"Drop the weapon Noah." I heard Morgan say from beside me.

He continued to cut her as Morgan kept pressing him. I could feel myself losing more and more control. Everything in the following moment seemed to happen in slowmotion. I could feel myself about to pull the trigger on him. He plunged the knife into her shoulder, making her cry out in pain. Just then Morgan was faster than me. He tackled him to the ground and cuffed him dragging him away from her.

I dropped my gun immediately. We all ran over to her, Emily was about to pull the knife from her shoulder but I stopped her.

"If it has hit a major artery, that knife if the only thing keeping it stable." I explained, I looked down at her and she smiled as we began to untie her.

"You came for me." She said smiling weakly and we all nodded.

"Of course we did kiddo." Rossi said comforting from beside me.

I ran back to the car and took out the first aid kit. I got it out and started cleaning around the knife hoping I could see if it had hit a major artery. I wanted her to be in as good condition as possible before the ambulance got here.

It felt like forever and no time at all had passed before it got there. They dragged her into it to analyse her. The NYPD had taken Noah into custody, but I wanted to punch him in the face so badly for taking her.

Everyone on the team stood around a little tense as the other police officers walked around taking pictures of the crime scene and more. Morgan walked off to tell Garcia that we had gotten there in time and that she was alive. I could almost hear her burst out happily.

We stared at the ambulance, and she was out again for what felt like forever, but also no time at all. An ME came out and told us that she had ripped some tissue, but no major artery. She was bandaged up, and should be out of the field for a while, but should ultimately be fine. We all came to the van where she sat with her arm bandaged up. She smiled at us wrapped in a blanket. I could see that she was a bit traumatised. I could not imagine that a team of psychologists would not notice, but no one commented on it.

We talked for a while and eventually the rest of the team left to do some work, Hotch left me to console her. I nodded and sat down beside her, she smiled at me.

"Here to make sure I don't get PTSD or something doc?" She said smirking and I smiled at her and nodded.

"There is actually a very high statistical probability of that happening. After an experience like this, it is normal for the mind to process it and respond with Post traumatic stress disorder symptoms. It could also lead to a mild phobia or anxiety." I said and she chuckled at me. She yawned no doubt from the pain medication she was given.

"Morphine I could get used to though. I can't even feel that I was stabbed." She said and I chuckled.

Then she did something unusual she put her head on my shoulder. I knew you were supposed to put your arm around a girl when they did that. At first I figured it was just a prank someone told me. Since I did not see the comfort in that. However the films and TV I had seen did confirm it as a norm. However I figured I would not do it, since I could accidentally hit her shoulder.

I just looked down at her and smiled, she seemed to be snoozing off. I did not blame her for that. It was good to rest after a trauma, just as long as it did not evolve into depressive symptoms. Plus she was probably very doped on morphine.

"I am really glad you're okay Lola." I said quietly as to not wake her. She smiled a faintly in response.

Then I saw her slowly closing her eyes to catch some sleep. I understood, I would too if I had just been kidnapped, stabbed and then hopped up on morphine. I looked down at her and smiled a little. She looked comfortable and a little happy. That was a good sign, then she probably was not too traumatised. I never wanted something like what happened to Elle happen to any of us again. I sighed and smiled.

"You're gonna be okay, aren't you?" I asked quietly, I knew she probably would not hear me, but I still smiled a little.

Before kissing the top of her head. I did not want to lose her, she was one of my best friends.

The ME came and told me she did not need to go to the hospital, but would need to be off the field for a few weeks. I nodded and thanked him. I knew we had to get up and out of here, but I also did not want to wake her up. I looked around for anyone, maybe Morgan or Rossi, they would be able to carry her. But they were pretty far gone or at least I could not see them. I sighed and looked down at her. I would have to wake her, but I really did not want to. I shook her shoulder lightly.

"Hey, wanna get outta here?" I asked as she opened her eyes slowly.

She nodded weakly, before getting up and tripping a little. I caught her immediately grabbing her waist.

"I got you." I said not really sure I did, but it seemed she believe med and she smiled slightly.

We proceeded carefully, she could walk fine, but she was dizzy from the pain medication. We got to the car, and strapped her in. She smiled at me before falling asleep again. I was just glad that she was back. I let her lean on my chest and sleep in the car, and again on the plane. I felt so good, weirdly good. Like I never wanted to let her go again.

A/N: Hello, so I am writing the next chapter rn. but it will take a while, cuz do you see how long these are? I take my time, making them all nice and long for you. ;)

However, if you noticed I put in a little cool mystery, so figure out what they are testing Lola for, and idk, you get a prize? And will in my book be totally cool. So guess away sweet readers. And please tell me if I messed everything up by re-writing this thing or if it is better now. I wanna know!