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Warnings for violence and language as well as reference to non-con and child abuse.
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Chapter 12-Mystery Man
Derek Morgan maintained his ready stance, gun centered on the chest of the dark-garbed intruder, but spared a quick glance to the man now revealed to be no mere orderly. "Tell your boy to lower that weapon or I'll blow a hole straight through you. I'm not playin here. There is no way I'm dropping this gun." Declared Morgan defiantly, steel in his gaze. He had felt the vibration of his cell phone a good 10 minutes prior and knew the team would bust through the door any moment. He just needed to stall until then.
"Do you care so little for the child that you would permit my associate to splatter his brains all over the wall? That is hardly in line with your role of protector." Responded the electronic voice, sounding slightly smug, as the round man moved to Spencer's bedside and lowered the rail, placing the barrel of his gun to the trembling boy's temple. "We both know you are outnumbered-your partner is an unarmed security guard where mine is an armed professional. Do as I say and I will let you both live, as well as the boy. I already have a buyer for him. Continue to refuse and you all die. Do not test me further."
"Do you really think I'm letting you out of here with him you son of a bitch!? Just so you can sell him to another sick bastard who'll rape and beat him? Seriously? Not happening!" spat the furious agent."Where the hell are you guys!" he thought, frustration growing.
The security guard chose this moment to make a move on the enforcer, who swung his gun around away from Spencer to him, barking "Don't even think about it." Spencer, who was sitting with his legs pulled up against his chest, took the opportunity to thrust out his casted leg in a mighty kick to the assassin's crotch. The man's face screwed up in pain and nausea as he instinctively bent in half, free hand dropping to clutch over his throbbing testicles, trying not to vomit. Spencer was then able to connect a second casted leg kick to the man's face as he screamed "You little shit! I'm gonna make you scream! You will be bleeding when I am done with you!" and raised his gun hand toward the child. In response the boy launched himself at the offending arm latching on with his teeth and biting down with strength born of panic. The shocked mobster shook him violently off his bleeding arm and Spencer crashed to the floor in a heap. The frantic child crawled rapidly into the bathroom and closed the door, locking it.
Meanwhile the dark intruder turned briefly toward the ruckus, giving Morgan the opening he needed to fire three shots right into the figure's chest. The door flew open behind the mystery invader, knocking him forward, as 4 agents poured into the room guns drawn. Prentiss went to the immediate assistance of the security guard who was wrestling on the floor with the bleeding enforcer and soon had the panting mobster cuffed and contained. Morgan moved forward to turn over the crumpled figure just as Rossi noticed the lack of blood on the floor and Hotch desperately searched the room with his eyes for his new son, calling out "Spencer!" JJ took firing stance as she also noted the lack of blood on the dark garbed figure and shouted warning to Morgan "Vest!" pretty much simultaneously with Rossi's shout of "Morgan-get back!"
Morgan leapt to the side as the crumpled figure suddenly opened his eyes and fired his weapon at Morgan's previous position. JJ and Rossi fired at the mystery man's arms as Hotch whipped around and aimed at the head. "Drop it!" he commanded. The man aimed his weapon at Hotch who fired, and the man fell limp, shot through mid-forehead. Hotch checked for a pulse, and stated "He's dead". Turning to Morgan he demanded "Where is my son?!"
"In the bathroom-he locked himself in. That kid is one hell of a little fighter!" declared Morgan with pride. "He kicked lardo over there right in the family jewels and the face then half bit his arm off first!"
Exchanging grins with Morgan, Hotch moved rapidly to the bathroom calling "It's OK now Spencer, Daddy's coming. Don't be afraid, I'm going to kick open the door." as he suited word to action. Entering the tiny room he noted the curtain drawn in front of the shower stall, and slowly pulled it back, reassuring "It's Daddy Buddy, don't be afraid. It's OK baby."
He found the child curled in the corner of the shower stall, legs clutched to his chest, rocking back and forth, look of terror on his face. Kneeling slowly in front of the boy, Hotch continued the reassuring phrases and reached out to gently gather the child into his arms. He was stiff, and refused to meet Hotch's gaze, breathing rapidly and muttering "No No No, Not again, No No No…" while staring straight ahead. Hotch's heart broke into little pieces. Holding the boy he began to rock him gently, saying "Daddy Aaron is here now, you're safe, Spencer is safe. Daddy won't let anyone hurt you. Daddy is so proud of how brave you were! But you don't have to be brave anymore-Daddy is here to protect you now. Daddy won't leave you again, OK Buddy? Just come back, it's OK now, it's safe."
Spencer took a shuddering breath and met his protector's gaze at last, crying out "Eh-run? Daddy?" then tightly hugged around Aaron's neck and began sobbing against the man's chest, trying to crawl into his lap. Hotch picked up his charge and stood, slowly moving out into the main room, hoping that the body and the unsub had been removed from the room. His faith in his team was well placed, as the room was empty when he re-entered it.
Gently laying the boy back onto the bed, he raised the bedrail and pushed the call button, asking for the nurse when it was answered. Ann bustled into the room, with "I came as soon as I heard. Thank God you stopped them! Hello sweetheart, It's OK now, your Daddy is here and so am I. We won't let the bad men hurt you! Now tell Nurse Ann where it hurts baby."
Spencer sniffed back his tears and looked into the kind face of his nurse. "Leg hurts a lot Miss Ann" he said, remembering the manners his mother had taught him. "And feels wet on my bottom. Hurts bad down there." he added in an embarrassed tone.
"OK sweetheart, I'm going to take a look. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you" said Ann, as she checked out the state of Spencer's cast and had him roll to the side so she could check his bottom. "You're bleeding again honey. I need Dr. Martin to see you, she'll be here soon. There is a crack in your cast. We need to take more special pictures of the leg to make sure everything is ok. Then you need a new cast. Wow-you must have kicked the bad guy very hard. How brave you were!" Ann praised.
Spencer looked embarrassed at the praise. "Thank you Miss Ann" he replied, looking down. "Where bad mans?" he asked, looking around. "Talk to Daddy about that" Ann replied, "I am going to go get Dr. Martin, OK?" and she swiftly left the room.
"One of the bad men is dead," Hotch revealed to the boy, "and the other one is captured by my team and he can't hurt you. You are totally safe from him" he reassured.
"OK." Replied the wary child. "But Daddy Eh-run no leave anymore, right?"
"That's right Buddy, Daddy won't leave anymore," Aaron promised.