A/N: Thank you all so much for your reviews! J It took me longer to update because I finally found a Beta – thank you once more Dean!

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JJ in the meantime tried to free her arms from the bonds. They had loosened a bit, though not enough. She kept trying, hoping the guy wouldn't come back before she had succeeded.

Her wrists were bleeding and hurt like hell, but she paid no heed to it. Probably she would endure worse if she didn't get out of here… For Spencer and her baby she needed to give her best. She just had to.

Finally, after a few minutes she succeeded, her wrists were free. She began to untie her ankles, when her luck ran out. The door swung open and her kidnapper entered. With one look he saw that her hands were free and laughed at her efforts.

"You have no chance, Jennifer. Besides, Spencer will be here soon. He was too happy to comply when he learned that I have you."

'Damn it! There's no telling what this guy will do to him… I need to do something!' JJ thought to herself. There was no way she would let anything happen to him if she could help it. Feverishly she kept trying to free her ankles before he reached her, but to no avail. He grabbed her hands and yanked her up against the wall.

"It will be a little time though until he's here… What about we have some fun?"

With that he closed the distance between them, so that their bodies touched. She could smell his bad breath and retched. Her struggle was useless. Nonetheless she kept it up, refusing to be easy prey.

Placidly he opened the buttons of her blouse, rather amused by her fight than angered. Soon it was gone altogether, followed by her jeans, leaving her clad only in her black underwear, a black lace bra and matching panties. He used his body weight to pin her down effectively. One of his hands began squeezing her breast roughly taking pleasure from the low scream that escaped her mouth.

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Reid was still driving and it seemed like forever until he finally reached his destination. Fear for JJ and their baby coursed through his veins, making it almost impossible to think clearly. He was more than furious, he was outraged and wanted nothing more than to make this guy pay – dearly. With long strides he entered the house, trying to be prepared for whatever would happen – even knowing he couldn't be. That was one thing he had learned early in his life, when his father had left them.

Hearing noises coming from the cellar he decided to go there. When he reached the last step someone lunged at him, almost knocking him off his feet. He remained standing however and started to fight back. When his gaze fell on familiar blonde hair though and the fighting style was not foreign to him he was rooted to the spot, whispering unbelievingly:

"JJ, is that you?"

"Spence?"

In her panic, JJ had not even though of the possibility that she could be attacking a friend, so she was taken aback by the familiar comforting voice of her lover. She threw herself at him pressing as close to him as she could, finding comfort in his touch and presence. Stroking her hair and dropping kisses on her hair, he asked her:

"Where is he?"

"I locked him up in one of the rooms. He's waiting for us to pick him up."

Only now he noticed she wore only her underwear and his eyes widened in shock:

"Honey, are you okay? Did he…? What about the baby?"

He was unable to speak the words that flooded his mind. Upon that question she tensed answering in an unsteady voice:

"He t-t-tried to… I was able to fight him off though. Nothing happened that could've threatened it…"

"Thank God!"

Releasing the breath he had been holding Reid reached for his cell punching the speed dial for Hotch. Yes, Reid had decided tonotify them after the unsub had called him.

"Yes, Reid?"

"You can come in, everything's secure. JJ had him overwhelmed by the time I got here."

He ended the call focusing once again on her. With one swift motion he had slipped off his jacked and pulled it around her. She was glad that it was long enough to cover her almost to her knees. Then he led her upstairs where they met the other members of their team. Hotch took charge:

"JJ, where did you lock him up?"

"Second room to the left."

"Okay, we'll deal with it now. I want you two to take a few weeks off. You need to rest and so you can deal with what happened."

"Alright, but please call me when you find out why he's so obsessed with me!"

Reid said that to know one in particular. Gideon nodded:

"I will. Now go!"

The two did that and got into Reid's car. For almost the entire ride he had his hand on her thigh. They both needed that contact to be assured everything had ended well.

The next morning a tired Gideon called.

"Apparently our unsub is a Professor Crevy. Do you know that name?"

Irritated Reid answered:

"Yes, he was one of the professors at my college… I would have never figured he'd do such a thing!"

"Well, apparently he was envious at your relationship with Dr. Trent and though you ignored him. He could tolerate it as long as he didn't see you again, but when we went back for that case, he snapped…"

For once in his life Reid was at a loss for words. Why had that man been drawn to him? What had he seen in him? He shook his head. That man was a psycho he did not want to understand… Maybe he even couldn't.

"Thanks, Gideon."

"Anytime, Reid. I'll see you when you get back at work."

"Yes, see you then."

JJ was speechless too when he told her what he'd just learned. They talked about the whole ordeal, their fears and feelings and now they were content to just snuggle up against the other in the comfortable silence that now surrounded them.

It would take a while for them to forget the whole thing, for the nightmares to cease, but they would make it together, and that's all that matters.

The End

A/N: Now, how did you like it? I have an epilogue in mind with lots of JJ/Reid in it, so if you want it – review! hinthint