YAY, the next chap is up! It was a bitch to write, but, hey, I did it! The past week had been hell so I haven't written a single word and now the only thing I do in my free time is write it. You can be proud of me now xd
Disclaimer: Do I really have to write it more than once? I don't own Criminal Minds or anything that might ring a bell to you :(
When he brought Scarlet out of that horrible place and put her carefully on the grass, he realized that his entire team was unconscious. He cursed under his breath and went down to bring his other friend back. When he was done, he sat under the tree and took a deep breath. He started thinking, waiting for his friends to wake up. But then again… How was he going to explain this all to his friends? Before he could answer that question, Hotch woke up.
"Hotch, are you alright?" Spencer asked, obviously worried about his chief. He looked at him confused and blinked a few times to clear his head.
"I'm fine, you?" he answered, still not one hundred percent conscious.
"Well, I woke up a few minutes before you did. It seems that the door I opened were a big trap. He was expecting us. I'm sorry, I was reckless and now you're all hurt…" he stuttered, looking down, not wanting to meet Hotch's eyes.
"Reid, it's not your fault. Morgan shouldn't have said the things he have, we all know that. Well, maybe he doesn't." Hotch assured him.
"Wisely said, Agent Hotchner. Sad thing it's not true." someone snarled behind Spencer, who paled immediately .
"Hotch… Run…" he whispered, turning to face his one and only fear.
"Spence, why don't we sit and talk for a while? We haven't seen each other for a long, long time. Well, you haven't seen me, because I was always watching you. You know, if it wasn't Annie, I would still be only watching you. But she… Mm, she helped me. She's such a great child. So helpful, kind and patient. No wonder you loved her." the man murmured, snuggling closer to the boy, hugging him. Reid was too weak from the shock to fight against the hated touch. He stood there, eyes wide open, trying to proceed what was going on. Why did he mention Annie? Why didn't he feel him coming so close until it was too late? Just… Why?
"Let him go." the stern voice of John Kingston, supported by Simon's and Scarlet stopped the shock in Spencer's body. He immediately faced Setton, his eyes easily making him kneel in front of The Prince of Power without even using much of his power.
"Well, you certainly got stronger, Spence. I wonder what has changed. The experiment's results would be totally different from the last ones, don't you think?" he smirked, managing to speak up.
"Shut up, you pitiful creature." Spencer hissed, scaring everyone. He kneeled down to face Setton once again and snarled. "For a scientist you sure are stupid. You've practically thrown yourself into our arms, wide opened and waiting for you. Now, you'll go with us, OK?" the doc tried to speak up, but it seemed like an invisible force stopped him.
"Hush. You will not speak up until asked to." he smiled and second later frowned. "Simon. Don't even think about it. We need him. Whether you like it or not." he said, not losing the eye contact with Setton. He heard Simon's sigh behind him.
"I wouldn't kill him… Just beat him up a little…" he scowled.
"I wouldn't like to risk losing him. You can't always control yourself." he smiled, standing up and looking at his friends. It was kind of hard to face them. It would be hell to tell them the truth, though.
"It's so nice of you to speak like that about me, Spence. I'm fluttered." Setton smirked. Nobody was able to predict what happened next.
"I told you to shut your filthy mouth, Carl." Spencer groaned, kicked the doc hard in his face and squatted to face him again. "You say something again, I'll rip that tongue of yours out of your face, just like you did to me, remember?" he asked, the smile never leaving his face, even when he punched the man right in the stomach, clearly enjoying the way he curled himself after receiving the hit. "Let's go, shall we?" he asked, looking back at his friends. Seeing their scared faces, he composed himself and cleared his throat. "Well, yeah, I guess I'll answer your questions at the police station?" he said, smiling innocently.
The car ride was impossibly quiet. It was the biggest relief in the world when they entered the police station. They put Setton into the interrogation room and made their way to their room.
"What the fuck?" Morgan was the first one to break the silence.
"So… I guess you have a lot of questions…" Spencer said, not looking into their eyes anymore. What they saw at the crime scene wasn't really all that nice and easy to watch and he felt sorry for them.
"Let's start with who are you? I mean, this time who you really are." Hotch asked, looking suspicious.
"Well… I am Spencer Reid, but you might need to know that I actually am the Prince of Power, as you like to call me." he said quietly.
"That's not true." Morgan snarled. "I know how he looks like and you look nothing like him."
"Maybe because you're not looking close enough?" Spencer snapped, clearly angry at his ex speaking up. Then, he took a deep breath to calm himself. The next thing they knew was that in front of them stood the most beautiful creature they'd ever seen.
"Yeah… That's how I really look like… I decided to cover it in case someone knew how the Prince looked like and connected us. I guess that solves all your insecurities about me lying, Derek?" he said, changing into his casual self. Morgan nodded, clearly angry.
"Next question. Why did you lie to us?" JJ asked, sadness and hurt in her voice. He looked at her and smiled sadly.
"There are a lot of reasons why. First, there are a few mutants who want to kill me to obtain my powers. Second, I didn't want to risk your safety. Third, look at Derek. If you were a mutant, would you tell him?" he asked, not wanting the answer and waited for another question. But no other questions were needed. Emily hugged him tightly, so did everyone but Morgan. He just stood there, distant look on his face.
"Whatever, we have a guy to interrogate." Kingston spoke up. "Spencer, would you like to?"
"He said something about Annie. I'd like to know what he meant." he said, curiosity in his voice. John nodded and they walked into the interrogation room.
"Spence, how nice of you to finally show up!" Setton greeted him, clearly enjoying seeing the genius boy.
"Shut up, you're going to answer a few of my questions." Spencer stated firmly. The rest of the two teams stood outside and listened to them, watching closely. It wasn't hard to say they all were worried about Spencer.
"What do you want to know then, honey?"
"Cut the shit. What did you mean when you mentioned Annie?"
"I said exactly what I meant."
"You do realize that she's dead?"
"Oh, she isn't." that simple statement made Spencer go pale, again.
"What do you mean? She must be dead. I held her dead body for more than a couple of hours. There was no pulse and she was becoming colder with every second passing. Either you're trying to fool me, or you think I'm already a fool."
"Honey. Do you realize, who she is?" Spencer shook his head. "She's my daughter. When you were at the lab at the age of sixteen, she saw you and decided that she'd love to turn you into her toy. So I sent her to the CIA project, left some traces to make it easier for them to find me and you. But after two years she got bored, don't worry, she always does, it's not your fault. So we had to make the fun even better. She 'died' in your arms, watching you slipping into that depression of yours. She watched every painful moment of your life, you getting kidnapped, your mother's episodes, your dad's 'episodes' " he chuckled at that one. "But it wasn't enough for her. So she asked me to create Tobias Hankel. Well, that was fun! And then, oh my, you should've seen her face every time she messed with your boyfriend's mind!" he laughed but then screamed in pain. "Stop! Oh God, stop!" he shouted, holding his head.
"I won't. You want to know how the person who 'killed' her died?" Spencer hissed, so much venom in his voice. "Well, enjoy." he ended and walked out of the room, leaving screaming psycho in the interrogation room to his hallucinations and pain. He looked at Derek. "Would you mind if I confirmed something he said?" he asked quietly. When Morgan nodded, he felt a delicate touch on his mind. He heard Spencer say Now, breathe deeply and relax so he did it. The warmness flooded him and he collapsed to the ground. He didn't feel angry or betrayed anymore. All he felt was that he'd hurt the most important person in his life. Tears streamed down his face. And then the warm touch disappeared and he was able to open his eyes.
"We should've seen it earlier…" Spencer mumbled. "Well, Derek, congratulations. You've experienced a typical mind possession. Which of the things you've been saying for a week were true? Which of the actions were yours since the beginning of our relationship?" he asked softly.
"Everything I said was in me…." he confessed. "I hate mutants but I didn't want anyone to know it… My behavior wasn't all that great but it was still me… Just pushed a little by the girl. I'm sorry." he whispered. It was at that time that Spencer felt nothing anymore. Morgan did hate him. He just said so. He hated him for what he was. Well, he had the right to… He got up and went back to the interrogation room.
He smiled when he saw that Setton had passed out already.
"Well now, I didn't think you wouldn't be able to withstand your own torture and it was only three minutes! Funny, I held on pretty long, don't you think?" he asked slowly, freeing the doctor from the pain. If someone was gong to be hurt, it wasn't him.. Not now. Not there. He had to be strong. Every weak person could break down. He was strong. He didn't need anyone, Morgan included.
"Now, Carl, tell me more about Annie." he smiled, sitting down.
"What, do you want to know who she's fucking with now?" Setton snarled annoyed.
"Well, that would be really interesting, but you'll tell me that next time. Now, I'd like to know where she is, what's she doing, that kind of stuff." Spencer didn't lose his calm even a bit. It hurt to talk about his first love like that, yes, but what other choices did he have? Break down in front of the person he hated so bad? Yell at him? Kill him? He had to remain calm.
"You didn't really think I'd tell you? Are you that stupid, Spence?" Setton laughed. Spencer smiled. Then grinned. Then, his eyes sparked in the way everyone watching was afraid of. And then he laughed. It was the time when Carl stopped laughing and looked at him cautiously.
"Oh my, Carl, great one!" he breathed, barely holding his laugh back. "What made you think that I would simply ask? You know, you've taught me lots of things but the most important is that the end justifies the means. So, I'll leave you to those means. The faster you break and tell me where she is and what she's doing, the better for you." he ended and then the whole room lightened. The next thing the team knew was that Setton was on the floor, curling and holding himself tightly against the pain.
"Stop!" he managed.
"Now you are the one being stupid, Carl. I can't stop when I haven't really started, now can I?" he smiled softly and Setton jolted in pain once more. "Oh no, you're not going anywhere with that mind of yours. You're staying here, not go unconscious. You either break or beg for death to come." another wave of unbearable pain.
"Stop! Oh, I beg of you to stop!" he cried.
"Tell me…" Spencer started, squatting to meet Setton's glaze. "Where is Annie? If you tell me, I'll consider letting you go." he smiled, stroking doctor's hair.
"OK, OK, OK, OK, OK I will! I will! Just please, stop! Oh, please, stop! It hurts so bad! Please, sto-o-o-ppp…" he begged and slipped unconscious. Spencer snarled.
"For someone who was playing so tuff a minute ago you sure are a looser, Setton." he grinned, waking the doctor up. "Now, I let you go. Tell me, where she is or, I promise, it will hurt far, far more than anything you've felt so far." he smiled, sitting back at his chair.
"Ok… Ok, I will." he took a deep breath. "She… She's after your mother. We wanted to hurt Derek at first, but abducting your mother once again could get her killed. Not because of us killing her. Because of the heart attack it could give her. Annie wanted to abduct her and then take her to the lab, do to her most of the things we did to you, excluding the ones only the Prince would be able to survive. Am I free now?"
Everyone froze at that confession.
Oh my, my... What's going to happen next week? Something bad? Or maybe it's time for a little bit of the light in my story? It's up to you, so I leave you with the decision! Give me a feedback on what you think about the story! Kisses to all of you, see you next week!