Reid awoke to hands running through his long hair. They combed slowly through his dirty blond locks, pulling lightly on the hairs, giving Reid tingles down his spine. His eyes opened slowly, and his heart sank remembering where he was. His bones ached and felt stiff from laying in the same position for hours, and his head throbbed where he was hit.

"Good morning sleepy head. I bet you're hungry. You're so thin, you need some more meat on your bones. You know, I've never really liked skinny boys. We need to thicken you up as soon as possible. And you know what that starts with? Breakfast. Eat up, I made it myself."

Reid still being groggy, listened to the words but couldn't distinguish where they were coming from. After processing the words in his mind he recalled who the voice belonged to: Bryan Hardy. A plate of pancakes was pushed in front of him, complete with fruits and syrup. Bryan looked down at Reid sitting on the floor, anticipation in his eyes as he waited for him to take a bite.

"I'm sorry these pancakes look delicious, but it's hard for me to eat them with these handcuffs. Do you think you could take them off of me?" Reid desperately hoped Bryan would release the rusty metal restraints, however he doubted he was that dumb. From weeks of emails and phone calls, Reid knew the man wasn't stupid. He in fact was extremely smart.

After initially meeting him at the lecture, Bryan almost immediately emailed Reid with a list of questions. When Reid had the time, he tried to get back to him and he often found himself having intellectual conversations with Bryan, the ones that his coworkers would normally yawn at. In retrospect, Reid felt stupid for actually believing he had a friend, he should have been able to see the signs. If he hadn't been so blinded by the want for a friend outside of work, he might have questioned why Bryan was so set on going to Reid's house to help him with the FBI paperwork instead of to the coffeeshop Reid initially selected. He may have thought it was strange that Bryan gave little details of his own life and instead asked Reid all the personal questions. However, Reid couldn't dwell on the past and the mistakes which lead to this situation, he could only attempt to survive and escape. His heart filled with hope as he waited to see if Bryan would remove his handcuffs.

Bryan kneeled down to be on Reid's level. "Spencer, darling, you know I can't do that." He brushed a stray piece of hair out of Reid's face. "But what I will do, to make you more comfortable of course, is feed you myself." Bryan picked up the plastic fork and fed him a piece of the pancake. Reid slowly chewed, not wanting to eat but at the same time not wanting to anger Bryan.

"It's delicious isn't it? Family recipe, well old family recipe I guess." Reid noticed as Bryan's knuckles turned white from gripping the plastic fork so hard. "They don't really want to speak to me anymore, but you know what? That's okay. I have you now. I don't need their judgements. All I need is you. Yes, all I need is you. I mean look at me! I have a fucking FBI agent! How can they think I'm just a failure and a fag when I did all this! I'm a fucking genius!" Reid cautiously watched Bryan exhale slowly, trying to calm himself down, and profiled him with the new information. He assumed that Bryan fed off of power, since his family made him feel powerless most likely because of his sexuality. Additionally, while he felt safer knowing Bryan wasn't likely to kill him anytime soon, he wasn't entirely stable and Reid was still in danger. He finished the pancakes and felt his eyes grow heavy. His last thought before falling into deep sleep, was of the likely sedatives placed into his meal.

Reid awoke to a comb running through his hair. It felt good, comforting in the way that a mother would comb her young daughter's hair, however once he realized who was doing the combing, it lost all feelings of comfort. Reid shuddered.

Bryan put his mouth to Reid's ear and he could feel the man's hot breath with every word he spoke. "Good morning Spencer. Today is a VERY special day for us, and so it's very important that you look your best. That starts with combing your long, beautiful hair."

Reid tried his best to look unaffected by the man's too close for comfort contact and the way his words made him want to curl up in a ball and cry. The last thing the unsub would want was for Reid to act like any of this was out of the ordinary, and while he was scared, Reid attempted to simulate normalcy.

"Wh..what are we doing today?" His voice quaked at the beginning but he held it together for the most part.

"Oh Spencer, that is a secret. You'll find out later, trust me. But in order for us to have a nice time later, you need a bath!" Out of Reid's peripheral vision, he saw the bucket of soapy water with a towel hanging out of the side of it. His heart began to pound as he saw Bryan reaching down to grab the towel. Throughout his life, Reid had never been one for physical contact by others. Even in his few relationships, it took him a long time to get comfortable enough to even have the other person casually touch him. While being naked was something Reid had enough time to become adjusted to, although he was still embarrassed allowing another man to see his private areas, letting another person touch those areas was a whole other story. Reid desperately tried to come up with an excuse to get him out of the situation.

"Oh that's alright. I don't want to trouble you, I can bathe myself thank you." Reid could feel his heart in his stomach and his throat beginning to tighten at the thought of being denied.

"But Spency, how are you going to get all the hard to reach places without my help. You know I can't let you take your handcuffs off." Bryan reached once more to grab the sudsy towel and Reid let his carefully calculated mind slip.

"NO! I.. I mean no that's quite alright I think I'll be able to manage." Although Reid attempted to cover up his outburst, it was too late. At his first no, Bryan had stood up slowly and stiff, like a grizzly bear ready to attack. He turned around to face Reid, his face showing his obvious fury and his nostrils wide and flaring. Before Reid could react, a hard slap across the face stunned him.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?" Bryan was clearly furious and Reid could do nothing but stare up at him in fear. Bryan pounded Reid's head into the ground, dazing him as he violently kicked Reid's exposed stomach and ribs. Reid cried out in pain, but his screams fell to empty ears.

"YOU JUST HAD TO RUIN THIS SPECIAL DAY DIDN'T YOU! HOW COULD YOU!" Bryan was screaming at Reid who was curled up in a ball on the floor, reciting "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" through tears.

Bryan stormed out of the room, leaving Reid to lie in his own blood and tears, hoping that his corpse wouldn't be too mutilated or hidden so that his only friends, the BAU team, would be able to find peace in knowing what happened to him.

Hey guys! I know it's been like a crazy long time since I've uploaded but I recently got back into this so I'm going to do my best to continue and hopefully finish the story! Leave a comment and let me know what you think! Thank you :-) ~ Ren