Chapter 31

Leaving

Time to go.

I am back in my basement home but I know I can't stay here…and I know Hotchner will come looking for me…and I know he will try to remove Spencer from me. Therefore I have to go and get Spence ready to leave. I still have the van in case he finds walking difficult. I am aware………………I know he is unwell…but I can cure that problem. I just need time…I need them to keep away until I have fixed this problem.

Quickly I ready myself. Pick at my teeth and check my armpits for unwanted smells and swiftly make my way back to his room. This time I'm not thinking of hiding away. This time I am going to tell the bastards that Spence is mine and I have come to claim him. Already my feet are feeling better than they were but not as good as they could have been. But booting that sonofabitch Hotchner half to death didn't do me any favours.

I run up the stairs to the door at the top and stand for a while just looking at it. Just out there and down the corridor is Spencer and my brain is still struggling with that idea.

I had mourned him for so long. I had said my goodbyes to him…and now…there he is…I close my eyes tightly and lean my forehead on the door and my head is spinning and I feel a layer of sweat creep out and cover my skin.

Now I am slipping through the door and it is daytime….and someone will see me this time and I don't give a damn…I don't care….my only thoughts now are to get to Spence and see that face and touch that skin. I need to run my tongue over his skin and taste him. Feel him on my lips…brush his hair with my fingers. Love him and comfort him.

"Excuse me."

Crap….I'm not even at his room and I am being stopped. I place a hand on the cold yellow wall and slowly turn to see a nurse in a starched white uniform standing there with a frown on her face. "What?" I ask.

"Who are you?" She snaps at me and I can see that she is nothing…she is a maggot….she is not a problem…and so I turn and I walk again towards Spencer's room. "Do you have a visitors pass?" She is asking now…and so I stop again. I can see his door from where I am standing but she won't let me go there.

"I don't need one." I say between my clenched teeth and start to walk again.

"Everyone needs a pass sir." And she touches me. Her hand is on my shoulder and she would like me to stop but I keep walking.

It's not easy to ignore shit on your shoulder but I do….I keep walking forward and my eyes are locked on the door I need to enter. If she follows then it will be the last thing she does. I have a feeling that she is trying to pull me around to face her but I keep going and she walks sharp quick steps behind me.

"I will call security. This is a hospital. You need to leave."

"Oh it's not a prison then. Good." My hand is on the door handle and I am pushing open the door….I can smell him…I can smell his sweetness enveloping the room…now that my senses are back as they should be. Now that I can think properly…I don't know how I missed it. A quick glance at Spencer lets me know he is sleeping….the gently hushing sound of the machinery is filling the room….so I turn…grab the missy starched arse and pull her into the room with me.

"I need to tell you something and you are going to stand there and you are going to listen." Ah good…HAHA…she looks like she is going to piss herself with fear. "I am taking Dr Reid with me. We are leaving…do I need to sign him out…fill in a form? Ah no matter….here's the thing….you are going to help me out as I know he is hurting…I know he is in pain….but he is mine…and as such I will do with him as I wish. Does that make sense to you?"

"You – you c c cant take him!" She looks alarmed and is walking towards him…. "He won't survive out there! He needs oxygen. His lungs are…………"

"Fixable….fixable…I can do that."

"You are insane! You can't take him with you. He needs constant medical care."

"He will get it."

"You will kill him!"

"So fucking what!? He's mine!"

"Thanks."

We both shut up and look over at Spence who is looking back at us.

"Spence. Get ready babes."

And the nurse moves so she is standing between the two of us…and now…now Spence is awake and I don't want to break her neck while he is watching….

"He is going no where!" And her voice is raised and I can see fire and anger behind her eyes, so….well…..it sort of happens quickly…and probably Spence sees it too…but there is not much I could do about it…I put a hand on her neck and an hand on her starched face and ………….

"Floyd!"

Fuck he saw.

"Babes she was going to stop me." I drop her to the floor and kick her under the bed.

"I can't….I can't!" And he is looking panicked and shit…..everything is going wrong… so I move around the bed and rip the drip from his arm.

"You don't need that…I will fix you….you need to come with me." And I pull the covers back off his bed. He is thin….Hell he has lost a lot of weight…but then so have I…we both need time to heal up and repair. Pulling him off the bed I snatch the needle from the back of his hand and see his knees fold under him.

My hands slide up under his arms and my arm wraps around him. "It's ok…I have you."

"I'm meant to be healing." He wheezes at me.

"I will sort you out…but I have to get you out of this place babes. One foot in front of the other sweet. Just walk with me and we can get out of this damned place and I will fix you."

He nods…he knows….He knows me too well to doubt what I am saying to him….

He knows me too well to fight what I want. What I need. I drape the sheets from his bed over the side so nurse fuckwitts is a bit hidden by the bedding…I open the door.

"We can't…people….people will – want to….."

"Hush Spence. I've sorted it. Just do what I say and we will be gone." I can hear his laboured breaths and I can feel the lightness of his body. I look at him ….I see him in profile and I want him right there in the hospital corridor…I can feel how much I need him…so I hold him tighter and the two of us walk slowly to the doorway which eventually leads down to the basement.

My worry now is that Hotchner might get help. My worry is that they will come looking for me….they will come looking for me here. I have no time to fuck Spencer now….however much my syphilitic body is yearning for him…I will have to wait.

-o-o-o-

I hurt.

I don't think that there is any part of my body which isn't screaming in pain. He has left me bleeding and torn and bruised cuffed to the radiator…I can't get to my cell when I hear it ring….I can't tell Rossi that I am here.

"Hotch…wondering where you are."

Short message. He knows where I am staying. I just need to hope that he comes looking for me. From where I am I am able to pull a towel close and wrap it around my blistered body. When I probe my teeth with my tongue I can feel they are loosened. Carefully I put my fingers to my smashed mouth and tentatively feel for the damage he did to me. I need to stop him…I need to stop him before Reid gets this treatment too – but I can't get away…and my eyes are so swollen I can hardly open them. I can feel sticky goo collecting on my dark eye lashes…and I try to move…and pull my arm away from the radiator but I can't escape the bonds Flanders put on me.

If he did this to me….if this is a normal reaction for him…what the hell is he going to do to Spencer. The thought scares me….

I pull fruitlessly at the cuffs again and I can feel them cutting into my wrist. It's no good…I cant escape it…I will have to wait until Rossi decides it is time to come looking for me….hopefully it wont be too long. He will…I really hope ….think maybe the same people who attacked Reid have come for me….that should get him motivated to come for me.

Calling for help doesn't work…I try but nothing happens…my voice is too weak from where my neck and moreover my throat…swollen and slowly closing up…Please someone come looking for me.

I can't get comfortable….I'm sure…I am almost certain that he abused me in ways no man should be when I was unconscious. The animal took me when I couldn't fight him. I want to lean on the cold tiles of the wall and sit and wait… but not only does it hurt to sit but the way I have been restrained means that all I have to lean against is the radiator – which incidentally is turned on. It would be. It is winter and cold. I would have complained if it hadn't been on.

I sigh and slowly and carefully lower my battered body to the floor. At least I get a small amount of comfort from the white – once white – bathroom floor. They are now blood smeared and dirty. Semen and blood – a vile monstrous creature and it hurts me even more to know what his ultimate plan is.

When finally the hammering on the door sounds I try to open my mouth and call out. "I am here." But I can't. The muscles in my face have locked my jaw shut now…and all I can do is lay there and shake with the pain.

"Hotch!" I can hear my name being called by Rossi and I try to move…I try to grab something and throw it…anything…something…just something so they know I am here….but it's good…all's good I don't need to.

I hear the door give with a cracking pop as weight is thrown against the not very strong door…and I think it was probably immediately evident that something had happened.

"Aaron!" Rossi calling me again and still all I can do is lay here and hope he hurry's up. It's not long until I hear him. "My god." And a hand touching me. "Aaron what the hell happened."

I try to whisper to Dave…I try t tell him what happened but my lips wont form the words and my mind is beginning to get confused. "Reid." I finally manage to say…

"Reid? Reid did this?" and I want to scream 'NO!' but my world is slipping into darkness as Dave pulls out his cell phone and calls for the EMT's "It's alright…you will be alright…help is on the way." But it is Spencer who needs the help. I will be fine….eventually…I will recover….but Spencer? I can't have this happen to him.

-o-o-o-

By the time the EMT's arrive he has slipped into unconsciousness.

He is having problems breathing and they intubate him wrap him plastic film.

They tell me his has been burned and beaten. His neck and throat has suffered badly from what appears to be kicks…and all I can think about is Reid. He said it was Reid….didn't he? And so I make a call to Morgan.

"I need you to go and check up on Reid. Something has happened….I will let you know when I know more…just make sure Reid is where he is meant to be." As the crime scene people have arrived now I decide to stay with Aaron.

Immersed in scalding water…kicked and possibly raped. They will get him to hospital…they will check his bones for breaks…nasty marks on his ribs. A prolonged and vicious attack, but very few signs that he defended. This worries me even more. Why would he not defend…unless it was an attack from someone he knew….No signs that shots were fired….in fact his ankle gun is still sitting on the side there.

They stuck needles in Hotch and gave him fluids and I watch as the ambulance rushes him away.

The call from Derek comes just as I am getting back into my car. "Reid has gone…the duty nurse was found with her neck broken."

Reid.

A/N: to be continued.