Everything I had

Chapter four

Pray by vengeance

It was cold, I realized as I kept my eyes closed trying to remember the events of the night before. Melissa…she had gone missing nearly 2weeks ago but yesterday she had called me after I returned from a case. I had agreed to meet her at my apartment but she never answered when I called out to her. At the time I had thought nothing of it, she probably skipped town again I had thought that was until I tried to turn my lights on.

I had to restrain the urge to move my hand to the back of my head where I knew I would feel a nasty bump and possibly blood residue. Was I alone? Opening my eyes ever so slightly I could tell I was in an isolated room with cold stone walls and a floor, I was most defiantly alone. As I tried to sit up pain surged through my body as I realized my arms and legs were chained to the wall behind me.

I'm not sure how much time had passed with me staring at the mostly blank four walls that surrounded me, when the door finally opened with a load creaking sound. "Ah I see you're awake." "Who are you? What do you want?" silently he walk toward me, "You're not really in the position to be asking questions now are you?" angrily I bit down on my lip to keep from lashing out at the unknown man.

I knew the statistics from not only being around Spencer enough but from working around these cases to know if I cooperated I'd have a better chance at survival, and that's what I needed to focus on at the moment. "That's better; now tell me do you recognize me?" Holding back the tears that threatened to fall I couldn't stop the nagging thoughts that said he had stocked me made me his pray and now I was caught in his trap.

"No?" he shouted grabbing for my hair "well let me assure you that when I'm finished assuming you live you won't forget my face, your team will see it every time they look or think of you…tick tock, you're team is running out of time…and so are you."

"I don't have to tell you to sit still now do I?" he mocked me as he strapped me down to a wooden chair, it was hard to concentrate on what he was doing and saying after he hooked me up to an iv a part of me knew I was being drugged but the other part was giving in to the sweet release.

"Melissa put up more of a fight," he mocked with amusement in his tone "it's surprising really a waitress who has no training in self defense was more of a challenge." Reaching his hand out to tuck a piece of her dark hair behind her ear he smiled, "but she didn't have the information that I needed. Now I know you do," his smile was one of compassion when he spoke "You didn't really know your father did you?"

"What?" she had managed a whispered out of confusion, of course she knew her father her's had raised her and her siblings he was still married to her mother…so what was this guy getting at? "It's too bad that his daughters have to pay for his crime." Something snapped in him as his anger exploded as he lifted the knife he had in his hand and brought it down hard into her thy.

A weak scream escaped her lips as she continued to sob as he passed back and forth leaving the knife keep within her thy, soon he left her alone withering in pain as the blood soaked her pants and lag dripping down the chair creating a small pool on the floor beneath her.

When he had entered the room hours later he didn't waste time as he untied Kat and threw her unconscious body over his shoulder and carried her out of the building to his awaiting black SUV that didn't have any back seats. There were metal bars lining the top of the vehicle where he tied her wrists to, this SUV had been altered in many ways to fit his needs it sat lower to the ground but had an higher top then the others that way a small body could be left suspended hanging from the rafters he had but in.

Luck for him Kat was a fairly small girl, and could hang there for him bleeding out from the gashes he had placed in the bottom of her feet. Though drugged and barely able to hold on to her consciousness she did grasp the few important things that he was telling her, "you're lucky I haven't decided if I'm going to kill you or not." He spoke after he stopped driving, where ever they were now he had reached her final destination.

She has wanted to spit at him and call him a coward and to tell him that there was nothing lucky about this, but instead her curiosity got the better of her. "You said I didn't know my father…that he committed a crime?" silently he watched her on edge before he decided to tell her. "Your father was a murderer a rapist, he is no better than the men he puts away!" tears brimmed her eyes; she could believe what the man was saying after all it wasn't a far leap from her childhood.

"Who?" she whispered, who had her father killed that caused this man to kill her sister and to torture her with the possibility of still killing her. "Nina Harris, my daughter…she-she was only 14years old." "I-I'm so sorry." When his eyes connected with her's he knew her deepest secret, what she had managed to hide from everyone else for years.

"You knew…" closing her eyes she could feel the strength leaving her body, she knew she would probably die here and that this man would be the last person she saw or talked to. "You were one of his firsts weren't you?" the compassion in his voice wasn't faked as he stood up and exited the back of the van I didn't have to strain myself to hear his end of the phone call.

"Garcia how long does it take you to trace a call?" he asked causing Kat's eyes to widen in shock, "you have approximately 5 to 10minutes to find her before she dies of blood loss. Goodbye Garcia." He closed the doors of the SUV throwing the phone in the back right into the pool of Kat's blood that had collected under her feet.

"Spread out!" she could hear Hotch's voice somewhere in the distance, but was unable to call out to him or anyone else for that matter as her head lulled to the side as she left consciousness once again.

(Note: hmm well I hope you enjoyed this one, it was at least double the length I was writing before ^^ but now we're left the question about how this will effect Kat later on I mean no one can just get up and walk away from something like that, more importantly is there any truth to what the unsub claims about her father? I'm sure we'll find out soon.)