Jamie sat in her dad's office while he talked with the director of the bureau. She was anxiously waiting for the decision on if she would be added to the team. She had been an intern for them for the last year and she had proven herself useful on many occasions. While she spent very limited time in the field and did not have her own agent badge and gun, Jamie was responsible for cracking some of the BAU's cases over the last year.

She fit in well with the team. She was smart and shy much like Spencer, actually they more in common than anyone on the team. Both of them were geniuses with IQs above 180, both had PhDs before they were 18, the only difference was Spencer studied hard sciences - Chemistry, physics, etcetera, while Jamie had chosen Psychology and Criminology. The team had taken to calling them the twins. Often finishing each other's thoughts and sentences, dancing around each other on a case as if they could read each other's minds.

Jamie was so eager to join the BAU in her adoptive father's footsteps. She had trained with him on weekends to stay in shape and he taught her how to shoot a gun. She was ready, at least she felt ready. Her dad poked his head into his office and waved for her to follow. She did, playing with the lace gloves on her hands, a nervous tick. She followed him into the round room surprised to see everyone there, "Do we have a case?"

The team laughed, stepped to the sides so they were no longer blocking the table to reveal a congratulations cake. They knew she was going to get in. She was too much of an asset despite her age and father to not let her on the team.

"Welcome to the team, Jamie!" Penelope squealed.

Jamie beamed, "Oh my goodness! Really?! Thanks!"

"The new youngest member of the team!" Spencer said.

"Awe are we jealous she broke your record?" Elle Greenaway teased him.

Morgan smirked, "Reid is just excited to not be the baby anymore. Isn't that right, Kid?

"Don't listen to them Jamie, you earned this," JJ said cutting the cake for everyone.

"Our team is becoming a mouthful of titles, but I am happy to be introducing another doctor when we are out in the field," Giddeion said matter of factly, though you could see a bit of a smile.

Jamie lay there with her eyes closed going over that memory in her mind. Gideon and Greenaway had since left the FBI. They couldn't cope with the darkness and the legal loopholes that let people slip away. She wondered if they were right. She had grown to really love the newer team members, Rossi was a common author among her massive book collection and

Emily, well She felt like a sister. All the girls felt like sisters to her, Emily feeling like the oldest, the one who needed to protect the others. JJ and Garcia felt like the middle sisters, and she was always the baby sis. She missed girls' nights with them.

They are going to find you. Dad, Spencer, the team. They are going to find you.

Jamie blinked her eyes open slowly. She had no idea how long she had been unconscious. The blow to her head was throbbing and she felt the dried blood on her face.

Looking around she realized she was still in an SUV. She was in the back middle seat between two men, one of while she had been laying on.

Her shoes had been taken off her feet, to keep me from running she thought to her self. Looking around to see if she could figure out where they were going she ended up locking eyes with the man next to her.

His dark brown eyes were almost black and matched his hair well. He was clearly fit, he smirked at her. "Top of the mornin' to ya Darlin' he said in thick Irish accent. Nice of you to join us."

"Hey, Collin pull over at the next motel. I think it's time we get some rest. It's a long drive ahead of us he winked at them."

Okay. You can figure this out. You left the office at 7 pm-ish, it's now 11:45 pm. 4 almost 5 hours. You've been unconscious for a long time. You probably have a concussion. You can still do this. Figure it out.

Her vision was too blurry to make out any of the Highway signs as they pulled into an isolated motel.

"Mitchel, James you go in and book two rooms. Adjoining doors. Make sure to pay cash and pay the extra fee. Collin let's hang here with the little lady until we can escort her in" he winked at Jamie.

Okay, so he's calling the shots. Noted.

The men came back quickly and unlocked the door to a room, Collin got out of the car and stood guard clearly overseeing the scene.

The man who Jamie had been laying on looked at Jamie softly, brushed a strand of bloody hair out of her face, "Darlin' you're going to come with us inside there for the night. Without a fight or I'll circle back and kill that nerdy little boyfriend of yours, and make you watch as I gut him like a pig, alright?"

Jamie was too stunned to respond. Her head was foggy but she did understand she just couldn't process it. She watched the man get out of the car then pick her up, "oh my Darlin' you always hit the whiskey too hard on Fridays. Don't you fuss, I got you."

Jamie let him carry her inside, the movement making her concussion more noticeable as the world span around their movement. She felt the lumpy bed beneath her and tried to focus on a spot to stop the vertigo.

"Alrighty so there are 4 beds and 5 of us and since dear old pop promised me first dibs on the goods I suppose I'll be sharing a bed with you tonight Darlin'" the man whose name she hadn't learned yet smirked evilly down at her.

It took her a moment to process what he was saying, "N-no! Please!" She tried to get up and run away. Her dizziness got the better of her and she started falling to the floor, before the man caught her.

He sucker-punched her in the gut knocking the wind from her lungs and threw her face down on the bed. The other men sat around and watched smirking.

She couldn't breathe yet, didn't have the strength to move as she felt the man's hands pull at her clothes. He had ripped the buttons in her shirt flinging the fabric to the floor. He grabbed her skirt and slid his knife down the seam splitting it off her body.

She felt him on top of her from behind and struggled to get away. She really kicked and screamed as her bra was snapped off and her nipples hardened in the cold air of the motel room.

"P-please don't do this! Please!" She begged.

The man laughed and Immated her, exaggerating how pathetic she sounded, "p-p-please! D-don't D-do th-this!" He smacked her ass with as much force as he could leaving a bright red handprint on her. "Your ours now! Daddy said so Darlin"

He ripped her panties down around her knees and took a good look at the rump ass in his hands. "Tell me Darlin' how many cocks have you hosted in the henhouse"

He probed a finger into her folds testing the tightness.

"I- I'm a Virgin. P-please don't do this!" Tears were streaming down her face as she struggled to get away from him.

"Looks like your eating fresh cherry pie tonight Quinn!" Mitchel shouted obnoxiously, his dick already out and in his hand watching the scene in front of him.

Quinn. His name is Quinn, try and reach him. You know his name that might get you somewhere.

"Quinn please don't. I swear if you let me go I won't say anything. I -I can pay you! Please!" Jamie sounded desperate, but her plea was met with the sound of Quinn unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants.

She rolled over trying to get up but was quickly forced back onto her stomach by Collin.

"Do you know what happens to women who talk back to men Darlin'? They get a good hiding" Quinn snapped the belt making a loud sound that forced Jamie to flinch.

"Now I'm going to beat you with this belt 5 times and you're going to count it out, and then I'm going to fuck your good and hard. I'm going to deflower you like your daddy said I could. I'm going to make you scream my name and there isn't a thing you or your friends can do about it, Darlin'." Quinn clearly was a sadistic ass hole and that is why he was picked for this job.

Crack

Jamie screamed at the burn that was spreading over her cheeks.

"Count. Darlin misbehaving will only bring you more punishment" he cooed at her bringing three hard smacks down over her cheeks and the small of her back.

"Four!" Jamie screamed getting the message.

"Ah ah ah, those were additional since you didn't count the first time. We're starting again."

CRACK

"One!"

CRACK

"Two!"

CRACK

"Three!" Jamie sobbed her ass was bright red from all the lashings.

CRACK

"F-four" she sputtered

Quinn brought his belt back high in the air and landed the hardest smack of them all.

"FIIIIIIIVE!" Jamie sobbed Into the pillow as Quinn pulled her hips up. She was on her knees face still down, check pressed against the musty motel comforter.

"I'm going to enjoy this job" Quinn smirked as he slammed into her pussy till he bottomed out inside her.

Jamie screamed. His thick member was stretching her too fast. She didn't have a moment to catch her breath as he started thrusting into her roughly.

"P-please! Please! Don't!l" She begged to try to scoot away, "Stop"

"That better be you begging me 'Don't Stop!' or your next punishment will be worse." Quinn laughed making sure his thrusts were deep, hitting her cervix hard each time. "Ohh what a tight cunt you have dear. Mmph!" he grunted. His thrusts continued on at a breakneck pace for some time. Jamie didn't beg anymore but made noises that sounded like music to Quinn's ears.

He was getting close to cumming. Jamie's blood and fluids making it easier for him to thrust. She felt like sweet ecstasy for him. He hadn't drained his balls in months while he planned out this job and now, now he was going to drop a payload into his job well done. "F-Fuck!" Quin yelled coating her insides with his seed.

Jamie's eyes widened. She could feel the cum shooting into her. Hot and sticky spurts. She closed her eyes trying to disappear into the mattress but his slow draining thrusts kept her in the present. The feel of their fluids dripping down her legs made her sick, and when he pulled out of her she felt empty.

He rolled her over onto her back and spread her legs getting a good look at the devastation he caused the small girl. "I suppose it's your first time and you should at least be able to be rewarded with a good orgasm for losing that tight cherry Darlin'"

He really just wanted to control her and humiliate her in every way. "Hey Mitchel come eat this cherry cream pie why don't ya! You've never turned down a dish of my sloppy seconds." he laughed.

Mitchel who had already jacked his dick off while watching his leader fuck the helpless girl was eager to join in the fun. He dropped to his knees in front of the girl and pulled her hips to the edge of the bed.

His tongue lapped up and down her folds finding her clit and circling it. Jamie flinched trying to pull her legs together to stop the new intrusion even though it didn't hurt like the previous. All she did was squeeze Mitchel's head between her legs which kept him focused on her clit.

"Thank me Darlin' thank me and tell me how good it feels that I'm letting you cum" He lifted Jamie's head and laid back in his lap so he could see her face.

Mitchel gave her clit a good long suck and Jamie moaned, she didn't want to make this any worse for herself so she looked up at Quinn in the eyes, "I-It feels so good, Thank you Quinn!" she gasped out. After all the pain from the night's events, her body was caving into the pleasure, her kips began to buck into the second man's mouth and she could feel that she was on the cusp of something big.

"Ah! Ah! Ooooh!" Jamie felt like she had lost control of her body.

"Call my name Darlin', call out my name while you cum." he pet her hair almost sweetly.

Jamie tipped over the edge, "Quin! Quin! Oh Oh OHHHH!" Her hips bucked over and over again as her sore vaginal muscles contracted tightly looking to grip the member that was no longer there. Mitchel lapped her up while she calmed from her orgasm then got up and went to wash his face.

Jamie coming down from the high felt disgusting. She hated her body. She hated herself.

Smack

Jamie recoiled from the blow to her head. "That will be the last time you ever call me by my name and look me in the eye! Do you understand?" Quinn demanded to gripping her jaw tightly in his hand.

Jamie was so stunned she kept her eyes closed and nodded her head in compliance.

"Alright men, lets hit the hay, the rest of you can fuck her tomorrow." Quinn scooted into the bed rolling Jamie onto her side and spooning up behind her wrapping his arms around his new pet.

She laid as still as possible, crying softly into the pillow.