Just a head's up, the story will switch from Maddison's POV to Hotch's every now and then in the next couple of chapters. Just so you all know what's going on with both the Team and Maddison. So Hotch takes over about half way through in this one. So Enjoy.
What Happened?
"Hey Maddie, we're going to head back to the hotel soon." Morgan announced poking his head in the conference room, at nine pm.
"Kay, kay." I replied, not looking up from the case file.
I heard Morgan leave, as I went over the case again and again. I knew we had a piece of the puzzle, we just hadn't figured it out yet. And it was really starting to bug me.
"Five dollars we've seen and interviewed our unsub!" I hissed in frustration.
"Maddison, time to go." Hotch ordered, entering the room and closing the case file.
"No!" I yelled a little to loud. "Come on Hotch, I almost had something here!" I said reaching for the file in his hand.
"We can come back tomorrow. But for now, we all need our sleep." He said, handing me my jacket and coke. "Let's go the rest of the team is waiting." He waited for me to go first before dropping the file back on top of table. He closed the door, and walked next to me the whole way to the vehicle.
After lunch, JJ had a press conference, while the rest of us continued to work the profile and case. Reid and I spent most of the time at the boards trying to find his location. Garcia and Morgan keep talking on the phone, trying to help us as well. But in the end, we still had nothing. Good news he didn't have a new victim. Bad news, without another victim, he was off the radar again. And in the dust. Which meant we were going to have a hell of a time, trying to catch the S. O. B. by the end of the week.
We pulled into the hotel, and all jumped out of the two vehicles at about the same time. JJ and Emily were talking about hitting the hay sack ASAP. Rossi was looking forward to relaxing a little before bed, Reid was up for reading. Morgan wanted to watch TV. And Hotch was just happy to get the day of nothing over with. As for me? Well I wanted to sleep, so I could get back to the case ASAP. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not enjoying this at all. Especially because I fit the victimology here. However, I felt like we were so close. And if that meant close enough that we don't need another victim, then by all means, I'm up for it. Even if it means over time.
I was laying on my bed, my feet hanging over the edge, just thinking about the case, when something had hit me. I glanced at the clock, noting that I had been laying there for over an hour. I quickly grabbed my jacket, and my wallet along with a set of the keys to the vehicles and opened the door. I poked my head out, knowing that if any one was up and heard me, they would stop me. After noticing that no one was out and all doors were closed, I quietly closed my door. I pulled my hood up, and walked down to the elevator, and waited for it to show up.
My plan was working perfectly. I made it all the way to the lobby area, before my cell started to ring. I put it on mute, and walked to the car. After getting in, I drove straight to gas station to get a bottled water. It was dark out, considering it was past ten-thirty now. I pulled up on the side of the store, and walked in. I paid for the water and thanked the man behind the counter, before walking back out. I reached the car, just as something was pressed against my skull. I ended up dropping both my water, and the set of keys, out of shock.
"Make a sound and I'll shot." Said a threating voice. "Now you're going to follow me to the car, with out trouble. Or click." He continued still holding the gun to my head. While he held the gun to my head, he reached into my pockets and took my gun, and placed it somewhere on his person. Then he reached into my other pocket and pulled out my phone. Which he placed on the ground. "Let's go." He growled, while I turned and kicked the keys under the vehicle.
He all but practically pushed me into his car. Once we were on the road, he hit my head the end of the gun, causing me to black out.
When I started to come around, I realized that I was tied up to something. I started to move around, to see what was tying me down.
"Moving will only hurt more." Came his voice.
My eyes immediately flew up at his voice. "What do you want?" I asked in a calm and level voice. Once I got a good look around, I realized that he wasn't actually in the room, but waiting just outside the door. He was completely covered in shadows, so I couldn't make out his face. However I know that I've heard his voice before, but I could pinpoint the where.
I was tied up to a chair, both my arms and legs were bound with a thick rope, to the arm rests and legs of the chair. The chair from what I could see was made of light wood and one that was standard for a kitchen dinning set. There was a bed in the room as well. It was covered in white sheets and a red covert. Whether it was made red, or it was red from blood and a what not was the actual question. And whether or not I really wanted the answer was the other.
"I just can't believe it was this easy to get you. I thought since you're from the FBI you would have been a lot harder to catch." He said, and I could tell he had a smile on his face. Considering he had one in his voice. "Talk about luck." finally, I saw him enter the room.
He walked in slowly, just before he bent down to my level, so he could look in my eyes. He reached out, and pushed a few strands of my hair out of my eyes. Then he placed his hand on my cheek. Like a person would do if they were either going to kiss, or in a caring matter. In this case, I don't think it was either.
"Such beauty," he said, tilting his head to the left slightly. "It's a real shame when a man can't see what he has in front of him. Until it's gone that is." With that he got up and rushed out of the room.
Once the door was closed, I let out my breathe. Which I hadn't realized I was holding. I hung my head in shame.
You were right Hotch. I should have just listened and waited 'til tomorrow to finish this. And now I may never see you or the others again. I thought. I couldn't help myself right now. After saying that, I changed my attitude. No I can come out of this. Stronger and better then before. Hotch and the team will come in time….They have to. I thought remembering our talk in his office.
Hotch's POV
"Maddison Time to get up!" I hollered as I banged on the door. The rest of the team were currently getting ready.
I had called all of my teammates, before I got dressed. I figured that Maddison was either still asleep or in the shower when I had called her. So after I got dressed, I tried to call her again. Only to get her voice mail again. So after everyone else was ready, I decided to go and pay her a visit. I continued to bang on the door, still waiting for a response from inside.
"Morgan take every one to the station and start working. Rossi see if you can get a hold of her. If you guys see her there, call us and let us know." I ordered, turning to my team. Who were all waiting for instructions.
Morgan, Reid, Seaver and JJ all agreed, and started to walk down the hall, when Rossi came back out talking into his phone.
"Okay where did you find it….Near a vehicle?…What color?" Rossi was asking, holding his hand up, to the others. "Okay, can you see the Keys inside?" He asked.
"Morgan. Kick the door down." I ordered, getting really anxious now.
"No Wait. Don't do that." Answered Rossi, before addressing the person on the phone again. "Ma'am, where is this gas station you're at? Okay stay there. We're be there soon." He replied hanging up his phone.
With out a word, he started to walk down the hall and to the elevator. Once we were all piled inside, he began to speak.
"She took one of the vehicles. But she isn't there. I called her cell and some woman picked up the line. She claims that she saw the phone on the ground, and was about to take it inside to the cashier in case someone came to get it." He said, before stepping out of the building. "And she can't seem to find the keys anywhere near the SVU." We all piled up into the one vehicle that was left for us. Rossi drove to the place where Maddison's phone was found. Which was about five minutes from the hotel. He pulled up next to the other vehicle and a woman who was standing next to it. We all climbed out, and closed the doors.
"Ma'am, I'm SSA Rossi, we talked on the phone." Rossi said holding his hand out for the woman to shake.
"Right of course." The woman replied shaking his hand.
"And this are SSA Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau, Ashley Seaver, and Dr. Spencer Reid." He said as he pointed to each of us. "Now you were walking to your car when you heard the phone ring. Is that correct?" Rossi started to ask the woman while the rest of us left him to it. I saw Morgan and Seaver acting out what might have happened. Reid was searching all over the ground around the vehicle to find the keys. Suddenly I saw him drop down to the ground and reach underneath the SVU.
"Reid?" I asked as I knelt down to his level.
"Find them." He answered coming back up, holding the set of keys in his hands.
I quickly grabbed my cell phone and hit speed dial. And waited for two rings.
"You've reached the great and noble Garcia. Speak."
"Garcia, I need you to hack into some cameras." I ordered, giving her the address of the gas station we were at currently. "Call me when you have something." I stated hanging up my line. "JJ!" I called for one of the three blondes on my team. "I want this out of the press." I ordered, earning a nod from his head.
"Well she says she didn't see anything. Just the phone when it off." Rossi sighed coming up next to me.
"Reid found the keys." I stated holding up the set he handed me shortly after finding them on the ground.
"Guys!" called Morgan. "Look at what I've found."
Rossi and I walked over to Morgan since the others were already near him. "What?" I asked once we were in talking distance.
"A bottle of water." Rossi said though it sounded more like a question.
"That really doesn't make any sense." Reid said.
"She always drinks coke." Seaver added. "At least some sort of caffeinated drink that is." Holding the water.
"So my guess is that she drives to the gas station, with her phone to get a drink. Buys water, comes out and gets kid-napped." Morgan said as he pretended to do what he thinks Maddison did.
"But why drive all the way here when there's water at the hotel?" Reid asked looking around.
"Because she solved a piece to the puzzle." I replied remembering how she reacted last night when I told her it was time to leave. "Lets head to the office." I said walking away, and jumping into the vehicle and starting it up. Reid and Rossi jumped in with me while the other three took the one we just found.
We pulled up to the police department, and walked straight to the conference room. While the others went to work on the case, I walked in to see if Maddison had made it to the station at all. When I couldn't find evidence that she had, I went to see the chief.
"Chief Cramer!" I called spotting the man.
"Agent, how may I help you?" He asked a smile plastered on his face.
"Did you or any of your men see Agent Conner yesterday?" I asked, hoping for a yes, but knowing it was wishful thinking.
"No, she left with you guys, I'm actually surprised she isn't here now." He said looking around us. "Decided not to take a risk and have her out in public?" He asked leaning against the nearest empty desk.
"Actually no, she's missing." I answered back a little to harsh. But at the moment I didn't care. With that I took off and back to the team.
"Garcia's got something." Morgan announced the second I was through the door.
"What do you have?" I asked going towards the table in the middle of the room.
"Well I saw Maddison, walk up to the door, exiting a few moments later with a bottle of water. Then she disappears behind the building. Shortly after she comes out, a man walks into view, then out of it. Then a few more moments later, they both appear on camera again. Then they disappear again." She answered, as we heard her tapping her pen against her desk. "He's car wasn't in view, and he keep his hood up too. So sadly I didn't see who he is. However, I can tell you that the gas station is the last place our girl was before going missing." She replied with a heavy sigh.
"So we're still at square one." Grunted Morgan.
"Garcia, keep working, let us know if anything else comes up." I ordered, as I hide my frustration.
"Will do."
And with that, the call was disconnected. I ordered Morgan, Rossi, and Seaver to go back and check it out. To see if they could see where the unsub's car was hidden.
Maddison's POV
"Ugh!" I growled.
I had a huge headache, and didn't have any coke or caffeine for that matter. And now I was suffering the consequence. Granted if I wasn't tied up, I wouldn't be in this position in the first place. Again I growled out in frustration.
"Come on, it's not that bad. I would let you go, but I know you would try to escape." Said the unsub.
"Well it's not like I'm actually having fun here." I spat, as I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. "Just one question. Why?" I asked still not looking at him.
"Because, you're meant to be mine." He answered, just as I heard the door close.
At first I thought he had left, until I heard him moving closer to me.
"I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you." He said, touching my hair. "You're eyes have a certain spark to them. And in the little time, I've seen you, they change. Not to mention, your hair. So soft. As soft as say water, or fleece." He added.
"It's called washing it." I said, under my breathe.
"No, it's something else." He said, in a harsher voice then before when he was describing it.
"Yeah okay." I said not really in the mood.
"You seem so unhappy. Tell me princess, what can I do, to change that?" He asked, coming to the front so I could see his face.
"Let. Me. Go." I said sounding out each word, so that he would understand.
"Now we both know that can't happen." He said with a frown. Whether or not it was genuine was the question at hand. "Ah I got it!" He exclaimed, just before running out of the room.
"No! Wrong!" I yelled after him, not really knowing what he got. But knowing it wasn't what I wanted him to do.
Moments later he returned with a video camera.
"Seriously?" I asked not amused at the slightest.
"Hotch would be so happy." He said, as he circled me, and coming back to the front of the chair once more. "Now say hello to your team."
But instead of saying anything, I just sighed, shagged my shoulders, and raised my eyebrow.
"Say hello." He said in a more threating voice.
"Umm…No." I said, leaning my head back again.
"I said say hello." He yelled this time.
"Why should I do anything you want, if you can't do anything I want?" I asked, in a bored voice.
TBC...
Here's the next chapter! Enjoy! And I shall see you all in the next chapter. Depending on if I want to milk it or not, will depend on how fast the Next Chapter will be up.