A/N: Beta read by editor frog, thank you darling! And thankyou for all the nice reviews! Enjoy this chapter, it's a nasty one!

Some time later, agents Morgan and Gideon were heading back to their temporary headquarters. After finding out that Reid never reached the next house on the list, suspicion grew bigger among the two agents. Returning to the station and rejoining their teammates, they shared their concerns with the rest of the BAU.

"The last house Reid was seen at was the residence of a Penny Harrow." Morgan wrote the name on the whiteboard. "I called Garcia and asked her to pull some info on the family. The girl says that her parents are out of town."

"Something wasn't right the entire time we were there." Gideon frowned. "She never stopped smiling."

JJ walked across the floor, joining Morgan by the whiteboard. "So she's hiding something?"

"We don't know." Agent Morgan dropped the pen on the table and sat down. "But there was certainly something strange about her."

"The father", Prentiss said, turning towards her superior, SSA Hotchner. "Do we know anything about him?"

As if on cue, Morgan's cell phone began to spew out an annoying Nokia tune. "We do now!" Flipping the phone open, he pressed the button for the speaker function. "What do you have for me, gorgeous?"

"Unfortunately not much, my sweet sweet chocolate bear!" came Garcia's distinctive voice. "Frank and Holly Harrow, daughter Penny Harrow. Residents of Brewton since the beginning of time. No criminal records, no records at all, not even a parking ticket. I have nothing."

"How old is the father?" Hotch.

"42. Oh, my bad. Frank Harrow is deceased."

Gideon flinched. "Could you repeat that last part, Garcia?" He rose from the chair and leaned over the table towards Morgan, who held the phone in his hand.

"I'm pulling up a newspaper article. 'Tragic accident kills two. An army field exercise took a turn for the worse as four soldiers and one officer were trapped in a burning wreck of a crashed jeep. Three of the soldiers could be rescued but Captain Frank Harrow and Private Jack Travers could not be saved.' Frank Harrow died in 2003."

Morgan turned towards Gideon. "Didn't Penny say her father pulled up the carpet the other day?"

Nodding, agent Gideon moved even closer to his younger colleague with the phone. "Garcia, could you check if there are any medical records on Penny Harrow?"

Prentiss shook her head. "What, are we suspecting a teenager for kidnapping Reid now?" A frown of disbelief rested on her forehead.

"It's a sealed file."

Morgan lifted the phone slightly towards his face. "Can you get in?"

"Is a frog's butt airtight?" The irony in Garcia's voice was no less than obvious as she answered her colleague's question.

With a hint of a smile, Morgan replied. "I don't know, sweetheart – I'll ask Reid when we find him."

"I need a little time to get in here. I'll call you back in a jiffy!"

Closing the phone, Morgan turned towards his superior. "Have you guys been able to find anything out about the UnSub?"

Hotch shook his head. "There hasn't been a murder since we found the body at the dump. I don't know if that's a good sign or a bad."

"We know for sure that he's not gonna stop", JJ broke in. "We also know that something has happened to throw the UnSub off his feet, since his intervals were rather short only a day or two ago."

"Are we dead on with the profile?" Prentiss sat down by the table, still flicking a pen between her fingers. "We are staring into a wall here!"

Hotch drew a breath and stepped over to window. "We have a serial killer who has stopped killing, we have no traces or clues and we have a missing agent. What could possibly get worse?"

The knocking on the open doorframe didn't surprise anyone. The phrase which was banned forever from the BAU had just been carelessly uttered, and now Murphy's Law was in full effect. The deputy knocking faced Hotch. "Sir, you have a phone call on line 2."

Hotch cursed himself for being so stupid as to think that things couldn't possibly get any worse. He picked up the phone and pressed a button. "This is agent Hotchner."

Silence.

"Yes."

Silence.

"I see."

Silence.

"When can you have the analysis ready?"

Silence.

"Good."

Click.

Present members of the BAU had fallen silent, waiting for the recap of the conversation. "That was the crime lab." Hotch put the phone back in its place. "The blood on the pieces of cloth and the steel wool didn't match out latest victim." The moment of awkward silence that followed made everybody realize the frightening facts. "It's Reid's."

JJ felt her insides turn. Someone had been cleaning up Spence's blood, and very thoroughly at that. She bit her cheek so hard she could taste her own blood. Refusing to cry one single more tear, the young woman drew a deep breath and steadied herself. No more crying. Be a professional, for god's sake!

No one said a word. Hotch continued the recap. "They did however find some fibers on the cloths, they're sending them to analysis now, and we should have the results within the hour."

"We need to find that guy." Morgan clenched his fists in anger. "And we need to find Reid. Soon."

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Meanwhile, in the basement of Penny Harrow, the young doctor Reid was frozen stiff with fear. He had looked many deadly criminals in the eyes, but had never seen eyes like hers. Black as coal, they shot fire in his direction, and despite the darkness glowing in her face, Reid could not see her. He could not see the girl who had been down there just fifteen minutes earlier, stroking his hair. All he could se now was the immense darkness moving towards him, painfully slow. Not a smile, not a flinch, not even a blink of the eyes. Just the steady moving and slow approaching of a black emptiness.

Reid feared her more than anything he had ever feared in his life. He begged silently for the pitch black darkness of the night to return, just to make her go away. "P-p-please..!" he pleaded. "I'm sorry!" His voice was nothing more than a whimper. "Penny, please!"

But there was no stopping the teenage girl advancing on him. She crouched before his face and gently put her hand on his shoulder. "Spencer." Her voice had no intonation at all. "For being a doctor and all, that wasn't a very smart move."

Reid shook his head vigorously. "No. No, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Somewhere deep inside he knew there was no obliging this deranged girl, but he had to try. His voice never reached above the level of a croaking whisper.

Penny tilted her head. "Poor, poor, stupid Dr. Reid. Your friends left. They had no idea you were here." She smiled slightly, but there was no emotion behind it. "But you did something very, very stupid. You know I'm gonna have to punish you now, right?"

The young, frightened man bound on the ground did not answer. Instead he began crying. A violent, humiliating river of tears began streaming down his cheeks, mixing with the blood that was already smeared across his face. "I'm sorry..." he whimpered between sobs.

"Well, sorry doesn't cut it, does it?" Penny never even moved a muscle in her face as she stood up. "Dr. Reid. This is going to hurt you more than it's going to hurt me."

With that, the young girl raised her right knee high up towards her chest, and with all her weight following, she brought her foot down with massive force straight onto the right side of the incapacitated young man's upper body.

The impact knocked every piece of wind out of Reid. He could feel the crackling of bones breaking as Penny's foot made a hard contact with his ribs. The pain was indescribable. He tried to scream, but there was no air in his lungs. Inhaling was impossible. He cringed into a small heap, desperately trying to gain his breath.

Penny took a few steps back to watch Reid squirm in pain. Seeming satisfied with her work, she kneeled before the now panting young doctor. "You brought that on yourself. At least now you won't be moving around." Suddenly, her face broke into a bright smile and beaming eyes. In one instant, all the anger and psychotic tendencies seemed to have been whisked away by some strange force. "But of course, I'm not finished with you!" She actually sounded chipper.

The tears in Reid's eyes stung, and his chest felt like mashed potatoes. Every breath seemed like he was inhaling fire. "P-p-ple-e-ase..." he whispered pitifully.

"Go ahead and beg, sweetheart." She gave the young doctor's hair a stroke and smiled. "I like it when you beg. Now, where were we?" The pretty brunette leaned over and grabbed something behind her back. "Now you be good." She held the object two inches in front of Reid's eyes, as if to show him what was coming.

Reid's eyes widened. He didn't want to believe this was happening.

It was a grater.

A/N again: Scary.. What will that psychotic bh going to think of next..? Stay tuned for the next chapter of.. Camera Obscura!