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Gideon met the others at the BAU office. He had called them and told them the news.

"On the way here we checked out Reid's apartment," Hotch said, speaking for him and and Morgan. Gideon nodded and rubbed his forehead.

"And?"

"Reid's bag was found near the doorway," Morgan told him. "It looks like Frank must have attacked him as soon as he entered the door.

Gideon nodded again, pain in him as he pictured the fear the kid must be experiencing.

"We have to get him back," he murmured, almost to himself. "We have to find Jane...we know what Frank does to his victims..."

Emily closed her eyes.

"Gideon?" Hotch asked. "There's something else you're thinking about...isn't there?"

Gideon looked up and they were stunned when they saw the old profiler with tears in his eyes.

"He just got through a kidnapping experience," he sighed. "And he's struggling right now to overcome that...ordeal...I'm just afraid that this'll be too..."

"Much for him?" Morgan's voice was soft. "That he'll crack afterwards?"

Gideon nodded.

"Especially since Frank is ten times worse than Tobias Hankles. Who knows what he's doing to the kid right now." He shuddered. They all did. Garcia looked sick, so did JJ. "I just don't know if Ried's going to be able to get over this one," he mumbled. "It's just too soon."

He echoed everyone's fear of the situation. Reid was barely hanging on by a thread right now. He had been moody, withdrawn, depressed, and more snappish. This might be his snapping point...and with Frank being the one kidnapping him...

They all shuddered at that idea.

"Let's concentrate on finding Jane," Hotch finally suggested softly and Gideon nodded, already exhausted and it was not even midnight.

They were in for a long night.

Reid laid on a table, completly paralized. Unable to move anything expect his eyes. That made the fear worse.

"You know, Dr. Reid," said Frank as he laid out the knives on a table. All Reid could do was watch. "I found a drug in your bag..."

Reid swallowed.

"I'm no expert but I'm pretty sure that's diluadid." He leaned in and faced Reid's eyes that was full of fear. "And I'm pretty sure the FBI would fire you, if they ever found out you're an addict. Which is why I think I should cleanse you of that. We wouldn't want you to lose your job. I did bring it...just in case but I'm going to deny you that drug and maybe they'll take long enough to find Jane for you to go through withdrawl." He smiled at Reid. "Wouldn't that be fun? Because when you're rescued at least you won't be an addict anymore." He patted Reid's cheeks and Reid shivered. Not from the cold but from the horrifying fear that had engulfed him.

"Now," Frank picked up a short knife. "Let's get to work shall we?"

Unable to even scream Reid felt the sharp pain of the knife pressing against his skin. Tears clouded his sight as he prayed for Gideon and the others to find him before it's too late.