"Time to go in brother," the unsub told Reid. Reid tried to struggle against the unsub but the unsub had managed to get a strong grasp on his arms. Reid felt himself lifted into the box, he tried to plead with unsub to stop but his pleads were muffled by the tape on his mouth. Reid groaned as his leg hit the bottom of the box, he twisted his body to face upwards.

The unsub had shown him the makeshift body, he saw that all it was missing was the head. Reid knew that he had to buy himself time, he had to struggle against the unsub if he tried to take his head. The unsub had been talking to him earlier, he thought Reid was his big brother. Reid knew that the unsub was almost completely convinced that his plan was going to work.

Reid had remembered reading Frankenstein when he was younger, the unsub was trying to bring his brother back. All the unsub was missing was his head.

"It'll be time soon," the unsub smiled before shutting the box surrounding Reid in slight darkness. There were air holes in the top that allowed a small amount of light into the box, Reid felt slight relief that there was light. He hated the dark and had no need or want to be in complete darkness. He took a few deep breaths, he ignored the small part of his mind that wanted to flashback to Georgia.

That would only cause him more stress.

Why did the unsub have to pick him? He knew that he was an FBI agent but the fear of dying was still in him, he was scared of dying in the middle of nowhere and no-one ever knowing where his body was. The unsub used to tornados to get rid of the remains.

What if no-one ever found him?

Reid's mind was brought back to reality by the screeching sound of metal, the sound repeated two more times before he realised what the unsub was doing. He was the sharpening his weapon. Reid was about to hit the box's lid but stopped when he heard the radio crackle to life. He couldn't quite hear what the person was saying but he knew it was some type of warning.

Reid jumped when the unsub laughed and started to hit the box happily.

"Here we go! What did I tell you?"the unsub said happily before walking away.

Reid laid down processing the information for a moment before jumped at the sound of the RV turning on, he winced when the heavy metal music boomed around the RV. It was not helping his headache.

Reid hit the lid of the coffin and starting screaming. He knew it was pointless but his brain was telling him to make some noise or try anything to escape. Reid knew that being a genius was not going to help him escape his current predicament. The joruney lasted about ten minutes possibly more.

Reid slumped back onto the floor of the box when the RV stopped, the wind whistled an almost frightening tune around the RV.

The lid of the box opened up and he saw the unsub looking happier than he had seen him look since his capture. Reid fought and thrashed to avoid being taken by the unsub.

"IT'S TIME!" the unsub shouted before grabbing Reid's head and smashing it into the side of the box.

Reid groaned sluggishly and felt disorientation fill his mind as the unsub grabbed his body and started to drag him out of the box. His hair whipped into his face when he was dragged from the RV. He took notice of his surrounding and noticed that it was pitch black with the wind battering the hell out of everything in it's way.

The unsub dropped him on the ground and ran back to the RV. Reid tried to free himself from his bound state but it was proving to be a dead end. He saw the unsub return with the body of makeshift parts, he laid it next to him causing a surge of fear. Twenty seconds later the unsub returned with an axe and tried to aim it at Reid's throat. Reid thrashed and put his hands to his throat to try and avoid his quickly approaching fate.

"Who are they?" the unsub screamed as he looked up, Reid risked a quick glance and felt relief when he saw the red and blue lights.

Reid knew that the wind was picking up for a reason. A tornado was coming and he and whoever was in the SUV's was at risk.

"Put him down."

JJ! Reid thought.

The unsub yanked him up to face the guns of Morgan, JJ and another officer. He looked at Morgan and knew that Morgan could see how scared he was. He didn't want to be used as a human shield.

"We don't need you! Go away," the unsub screamed.

"He's already part of a family, our family. Let him go and we can talk about this!" Morgan shouted before a loud crack hit all their ears. Reid followed everyone's glance and saw a towering swirl of pure wind heading their way. Reid sturggled again but was yanked back by the unsub. He couldn't help the wince of pain.

"We need to get to cover," the officer shouted.

"We can help you. Just let him go," JJ pleaded.

Another crack hit the air causing the unsub to throw Reid foward. Reid was confused at first but was happy when he saw Morgan cutting his the strap at his legs and hands. JJ hooked her arms under Reid and help him limp towards the shelter. He looked back for one last time and was speechless when he saw Morgan running towards them as the unsub was sucked into the tornado.

Reid fell against the concrete wall. He ripped the tape of his lips and took in one long and deep breath. He watched Morgan shut the door. Everyone stood in silence for moment as they considered how close to mother nature they were. How close to death they had come.

"Reid, are you alright man?" Morgan asked as he knelt beside Reid.

"Thank you for finding me," Reid said before JJ came down and gave him a hug, he held onto her for a moment before letting her go.

"You're bleeding Reid," JJ said with worry on her voice. Reid wondered what she meant but was surprised when she pressed a pad of cloth against his head. She brought it away to reveal blood. Reid felt like laughing slightly at the fact he hadn't noticed his head wound.

"He hit my leg, it really hurts," Reid said truthfully. His leg had been causing him discomfort since the unsub had smashed a crowbar into it.

"Don't worry. Once the storm subsides we're going to get you to the hospital. I'm just happy your alive," Morgan smiled at him. Reid gave a weak smile back, he saw unsure whether he should tell the team what he had endured but decided he would worry about that when he was in familiar comfort of the hospital.