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Reid groaned when he woke. He felt groggy, light headed.
"Spencer?" A familiar but worried voice was heard through the darkness. "Spencer?"
"Dad?" His eyes adjusted to the dark and found his father tied in front of him, his head was dripping with blood. "Dad...what happened?"
"I don't know," William said quietly, fear in his voice. "It's going to be okay, Spence. Whatever happens...I won't let them hurt you."
Reid swallowed at the idea of his father trying to protect him.
"You don't have to comfort me, dad."
"That's my job, isn't it?" Mr. Reid sounded stubborn and Reid nodded.
"Where are we?"
"No man's land." A voice was soft in the darkness.
"What do you want from us?" William demanded.
"What do you think?" The voice sounded amused.
Reid swallowed. This probably had to do with him, why they were there. His job made him have a lot of enemies...
"Let my son go," he heard his father say. His eyes watered at that.
"No dad, don't-"
"Isn't that sweet?" The voice interrupted. "But why would I let Spencer go when he's the reason you two are here?"
He knew it.
"Who are you?" Reid demanded. "Why are you angry at me?"
"Because," the voice hissed at a dangerously low tone. "You put my son in jail!" The voice laughed. "I really was just after you, Spencer. But seeing you with your old man...it was just too good to pass up!"
Reid struggled against the bonds.
"If you want to take your anger out, deal with me," William said, still desperatly trying to save Spencer. "Just let him go."
"Oh I'll deal with you William. But why would I let him go when I want him to watch?"
Reid swallowed.
"You just want me, right? You shouldn't have to deal wit him. It'll ruin your plans."
"Nice try Spency. It's sweet, both of you sacraficing yourselfs to save the others one. Pointless, but sweet."
The man finally emerged. Reid tensed when he saw that the man allowed them to see what he looked like. He was dark haried with dark brown eyes, fairly average looking and middle aged. But it made Reid nervous that the man showed his face to them.
That meant he wasn't planning on letting them out of there alive.
"Now..." The man smiled as he paced back and forth. "Let's see which one of you has a higher threshhold of pain."
Reid yelled when a hot iron rod was rammed into his chest.
"Spencer! Got Damn it!" Another rod was placed right at William's neck as his hair was grabbed, and his face was forced to rise so he could see what they were doing to his son.
Reid closed his eyes, trying to fight against the tears as he heard his own father yell out when a knife was pressed against William's skin.
He could only pray that sooner or later, hopefully sooner, the rest of the team would realize that they were missing...
He could only hope...