A/N: Hey my loyal readers! I started this story a month ago! Wow doesn't time fly? I want to thank you all for sticking with me and my ramblings. Happy Mother's Day to my UK readers, I made my mum breakfast in bed and got her a card. It is snowing right now in Glasgow, I mean, you'd think it's January, not March. It's 11 days to my 17th Birthday and I still don't know what I want, damn. Okay! Here is the new chapter and we will be seeing lots of Spelia (Thanks TheMysteriousGeek2345.) Anyway, on with the chapter!
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September 8th 2011, Virginia, USA
AmeliaPOV
The past month had been totally hectic and crazy at the BAU; there had been lots and lots of little cases, meaning that I wasn't at home for more than two days at a time. Over that month, Spencer and I had grown even closer than before; we had shared a number of 'moments'. It was beginning to become clear that we were in that awkward 'not friends but not more than friends' stage. There was now no doubt that I was completely in love with him and his cuteness.
I jumped into my car and began the twenty minute drive to Spence's apartment; we had started carpooling around three weeks ago, it was a fun twenty minute drive to work. I pulled up outside his apartment complex, playing 90s Take That and dancing in my seat to 'relight my fire.' Luckily, our routine was so solid that he was already outside waiting on me. He put his bags in the trunk and climbed into the passenger seat. I switched the Take That off and put on Beethoven for Spence's benefit. "Morning Spence", I said in a sing song voice, "I got you your favourite coffee from Starbucks." I added, gesturing to the coffee cup in the passenger's cup holder. I started my car back up and began to drive to work.
He smiled, taking the cup, "thanks Amy," he said, drinking, "last night was fun."
I smiled, thinking back to last night, we had built a pillow fort in my front room and watched the twilight movies.
"Yeah it was, I had a lot of fun pointing out the inaccuracies. If we don't have a big case, we could go back to yours and watch Star Trek or something." I added, pulling up at Quantico.
"Sure, sounds great." He said as we began to head upstairs to the BAU. When were intercepted by JJ before we even had a chance to open the glass doors.
"Guys, we have a 911, in the back of beyond in the middle of Missouri." She said, handing us both files as we began to head to the conference room.
I groaned, "Well it looks like we need a rain check on our Star Trek marathon Spence." I said as I sat down.
"Okay we have a case in Missouri. The bodies of four women ranging in age from 16 to 22 were found buried in shallow graves in various places around Cambus Cross; a small town with a 3500 population. All the girls were raped and tortured for at least a week before being killed by suffocation by plastic bag. Now here's the weird part, all the girls were virgins before they were attacked and all were found buried in white wedding dresses." Garcia said, bringing pictures onto the screen.
They made me angry, and sick, at the same time. These poor poor girls ; they were so young; they had their whole life ahead of them. It made me desire to put this bastard away even more.
"Wheels up in 15, we better head to the airstrip." Hotch said, and we all sprang into action.
We were at the airstrip within 10 minutes, and in Missouri by just after midday; we had a fast jet.
We were working on our profiles; Victimology, geographical, the full shebang.
"I think the virginity is the key reason to the Unsub, I mean white represents purity right? Obviously this man thinks that taking their virginity is his right. Otherwise, he could attack anyone. Also all the girls are white, that must be his preference." I added, making a small list. "The only thing I want to know is how he finds out that they are virgins.
"Could he be a Doctor?" Spence asked, "They have access to medical files which have to include a sexual history."
I nodded "that's as good an idea as any I guess." I added, beginning to look through more files.
Unsub POV
I hacked into the PDs CCTV and watched them work. The redhead caught my attention; I hadn't 'married' a redhead yet. I needed one for my collection. But does she fit my criteria? That was SSA Amelia Botecelli, I saw her in the news with the others. I went to my database and began to search for her medical file. Being a computer hacker for a living had its perks. I opened her file and scanned it, no sexual history. A virgin. I licked my lips in anticipation, I just had to get her alone. She will belong to me. I will have her in my clutches. Tonight.
Spencer POV
After a long day in the PD, we headed back to our Hotels. We decided to walk as it was only ten minutes away from the PD. Just before we reached the Hotel Amelia gasped, "Shit, I just remembered, I forgot my gun at the PD. You guys go on ahead, I'll meet you there." She said, jogging in the opposite direction. I chuckled and continued to walk, not realising that I had just let her walk into the Unsubs clutches.
Amelia POV
I was halfway towards the PD when I heard a man call for help.
"Excuse me." He shouted and I turned, there stood a man, in his late 40s maybe, harmless looking.
"I just had to help my mother into her Nursing home, is there any way you could help me load her wheelchair into my SUV? It's just that you need to climb and I have a terrible back."
I smiled, moving towards him, "Of course, it's no problem." I said, climbing into the trunk and hoisting the chair up. I started to strap it in. I didn't feel him move up behind me until I felt a needle in my neck. I reached for my gun, it wasn't there. Everything around me began to spin and swirl, until it all went black.
Spencer POV
Amy hadn't come back yet, I was worried. She shouldn't be gone this long. I headed to Morgan's room, where I knew that the rest of the team was located.
"She still isn't back yet." I said, shutting his door.
"Don't worry pretty boy, she might have stopped to grab some takeout or something. She's a big gi-"
Morgan was cut off by Garcia's cry, "no no no no oh god no! This can't be happening!" She cried.
Garcia had opened an e-mail; it contained a live video feed.
There on the screen was our Unsub; we knew it was him from the wedding dresses in the dark and dank looking room. He was wearing a mask so we couldn't see his face.
There, hanging on the chains in the centre of the room, was Amelia.
"No this can't be real, oh dear god this can't be real." I whispered.
"Oh but it is Dr Reid, welcome members of the BAU to the main event. The sacrifice of Amelia Botecelli." He snarled.
I noticed Amelia wriggling and sighed in relief; there was still hope, she was still alive.
Her tiptoes just reached the ground and she was suspended by chains with her arms painfully pulled above her head. "I will never give into you" She whispered.
I saw him pull the knife from his belt, "Oh my dear, but you will. They all do in the end." He turned back to us. "You have three days to find her alive, you better get to profiling." He said before the screen started to fade.
Just as it went to black, I heard her scream.
A/N: A Cliffy for you all! Don't worry, she won't die. Our trusty Spencer won't let that happen. Anyone notice the significance of the deadline to Amelia? See you all soon!
