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"Put your hands up, both of you." The voice snapped. Hotch did so slowly while Reid's went up twice as fast.

"My wallet's in the right back pocket. Take whatever you want." Hotch said firmly, tempted to turn around and see the reason why Reid looked so afraid.

"I don't want your money." The voice responded back with a snap.

"What do you want?" Reid asked quietly, not enjoying that Hotch was between him and the man, who was built like he could be Morgan's older brother. His biceps came close to the size of Reid's head and that scared Reid because he knew he could do so much damage even without a gun.

"There's a car at the end of this alley. We're going to walk towards it and get into it without any commotion, understand?"

Reid nodded and turned to begin walking, Hotch following him one step behind. Hotch caught up with Reid after a step or two and leaned close to him.

"If you can run I want you to."

Reid bit his lip and set his gaze firmly, "Only if you run too."

"Shut up." The man ordered and Hotch didn't find time to reply to Reid as they approached the car at the end of the alley just like the man ordered.

"The little slut goes in first."

Reid adjusted his shirt frostily and tried to look dignified, "I'm guessing you mean me."

Despite his attitude he didn't dare refuse the order because the gun was pointed at Hotch and not himself so he gripped the handle of the sedan and pulled the backdoor open. Hotch couldn't see the look on Reid's face but he heard him yell,

"Aaron! There's more than on-!" Reid was grabbed and pulled into the car before he could say anything else and when Hotch lunged forward to help his lover he was pulled into a choke hold by the man with the gun.

"It seems your boy isn't all that bright. Maybe you're smarter. Get into the car without a sound."

Hotch wasn't about to leave Reid alone with presumably two violent men so he nodded his understanding as best he could but he felt his vision begin to go hazy.

"…on second thought. I really don't trust you…Aaron was it?"

Hotch thrashed as the sleeper hold was tightened on him and dimly he could hear Reid yelling his name before he was shoved forward into the car and everything went dark.

"HEY!" The man was moving Aaron into the car when a strong voice called out to him from down the alleyway.

"Police! Freeze!" It was the cop who had been so angry about his assignment; he had come out for a smoke and noticed the commotion at the end of the alley. He had his gun out and trained on the man who had shoved Hotch. The bigger man turned around coolly and kept his arms at his side as the officer approached.

"Step away from the car." The officer ordered and as the big man took a step forward a shot rang out.

Garcia always kept the victim's names in an active case red flagged in case anything was ever triggered. Most of the time, when she caught something, it was a stolen credit card being used or even a bank account being opened in a victim's name but what flashed across her screen was something she would have never saw coming.

"What on Earth?" She mused quietly to herself as she tapped her pink feathered pen across the screen. She clicked the link and stared at the still image that popped up. She recognized the men and hurriedly pulled up new images.

"…the first two victims…" She gulped and clicked the still image which brought up a screen asking for credit card information or a current registered user name. She easily hacked it and was brought to a video site. It was mostly gay porn and videos of men but what she found in the corner made her jaw drop.

Morgan was helping move back some tables as the dancing crowd grew bigger when he felt vibrations go off in his pocket. He held up a hand to the other men and excused himself, working his way to a backroom for some quiet.

"Baby girl?" He asked, glancing around.

"I think I just saw the murders." Garcia sobbed into her hands free set.

"Woah, woah. Calm down. What are you talking about?"

"Brian Woods and Darrell Harris! I found a link online and it led me to a video site…it was a recording and I- I compared the crime scene photos to the video and it's definitely Harris's apartment…oh god Derek…they raped and killed them!"

"Hold on, Penelope." Morgan used her first name to snap her back to a calmer state, "They?"

"I'm sending the video to Emily's lap top…I couldn't see any faces only the back of heads and Derek…people are paying to see these movies…"

"Just like with Hankel…they probably don't know they're real…"

"How can people not know they're real? Those men…they were begging, Derek!" Garcia was sobbing now, "Please, please…get the others…tell Hotch and Reid before something bad happens!" She pleaded.

"I will, Baby Girl…I will." Derek continued to comfort her until she settled. They said their goodbyes and Morgan headed straight for Prentiss.

"Spread the word. Emergency meeting back at the police station after this club closes." He said quickly and she nodded her understand. It was as he stepped away from her that he heard screaming.

"Someone's been shot!"

The music cut out quickly and the bouncers were making their way to the side exits to control the crowd and calm the situation. Morgan recognized the area as where he had left Hotch and Reid and felt a twist grow in his stomach. He pushed through the crowd and made his way to the door, sparing a glance a beefy guard.

"Make sure no one goes through this door. Close off all the others as well except for the main exit."

The guard nodded and Morgan stepped out into the alleyway. He walked up towards the crowd of patrons and yelled at them to get back, which they did, out of fear of the look on his face.

He stepped closer and looked down at the body, breathing a sigh of relief when he noticed it wasn't Hotch or Reid. He slowly glanced up at the face and felt his relief sink right out of him as he recognized the body as one of the LAPD.

Rating miiiiight have to go up next chapter...