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Chapter 7: The Black Van
Reid gasped loudly as terror shook him. His feet were frozen on the ground, his eyes on the end of the lot. A slow creeping shadow appeared on the wall. He wasn't ready to face his boss yet but suddenly the lonely parking lot in the night became even darker. Hotch held a gun in his hand and sent death stares back to where Reid was trembling.
The clone had it. The real threat was over. Morgan was going to die, once and for all. He started to walk, pointing the gun right at the doctor who was now backing off. His true fear was hidden in the darkness but the clone knew just how scared he was.
Reid, he really didn't understand what happened. Where Morgan was? Why was Hotch ready to kill him?
"Hotch..." He said, backtracking.
"Are you mad?" Dr. Reid said "Where's Morgan?... HOTCH!"
The clone didn't respond, just smirked at the agent. Wasn't he suppose to be a FBI agent? He looked pathetic freaking out like that. But, Reid could never fear anything in this world anymore except the madness of own beloved ones. After his mother, Hotch was walking the same path right in front of his eyes. This one much more worse and intense. He knew nothing could stop the advancing steps of his boss.
"Hotch...what do you want?...Just put that Goddamn gun down" Reid said and stopped walking.
"NOW" the professor spoke in the earpiece of the clone and he quickly lowered his gun.
"Reid...Spencer, I need help. They're coming after me" Hotch quickly softened.
"Hotch...Just relax and give me that gun" Reid switched his mindset to now dealing with a victim "I'm here. I can help you".
Hotch walked over until he was standing right across Reid. He was panicking, his hand trembling with the gun.
"You shot Morgan?" Reid asked, trying to hide his panic behind his words.
"No, they did" Hotch answered pointing to thin air.
"You need to come with me, I know where they're heading" Hotch insisted.
"But-Morgan needs-" Before Reid could say anything more another shot was fired from nearby and both of them shook with shock. Hotch quickly grabbed Reid's arm and started to run off from the lot. Reid, having no other choice, not understanding who just fired another bullet just let himself be pulled by Hotch, his boss. Right now, all fears aside, he needed him.
Both ran out until a black car on the other side of the road came into sight.
"Over there" Hotch yelled and Reid followed, quickly letting himself inside before he too became a victim. Both of them were out of breathe when Hotch struggled with the key and ignition. He had to drive off before they got to him and his doctor. The clone inside him was smiling, knowing exactly what to do next but the Hotch was panicking.
Reid was frantically looking back, here and there, trying to spot the gunman. Another shot and the back window's glass shattered. Reid's heart fell out of chest as Hotch pushed the gas pedal to instant acceleration. Suddenly, a black van zoomed behind them on the empty road chasing them down. Another shot came from the back and both quickly ducked.
"We need to call the police!" Reid yelled as the van now sped up to their vehicle, window to window. The fear in his eyes was clear, momentarily clouded by his logic, the intense training of staying calm for the sake of own safety was clearly shown off the agent on the passenger seat. It made the clone cling a little inside. Looks do deceive, he thought.
As the vehicles chased each other on the lonely roads, Reid started to look for his phone, to quickly get help. The clone swiftly took a sharp turn knocking Reid off the seat and into the front dash. He felt the air thumping out of his body on impact.
"Are you okay, Reid?" Hotch asked trying to move away from the black van as it suddenly sped to overtake them.
"I think they got Morgan!" yelled Hotch.
The van surpassed their vehicle and rushed ahead. Hotch pressed the gas pedal to its limit, trying to stop them. Reid couldn't comprehend what was happening. He sat back, this time buckling himself. In moments, the van turned its way into a low traffic, almost no entry zone. The rough road had no lights, just enough space for the cars to drive on.
The darkness suddenly surrounded them from all corners, no civilization in sight. Reid wasn't scared but he just realized he had no gun. He again, attempted to get his phone out.
"OH DAMN IT!" He threw his phone aside realizing that the signal were gone. The black van kept leading them deeper and deeper inside the unknown field.
"I think, we should retreat. We need a backup" Reid suggested. The clone laughed in response, knocking all senses of Reid at the same time. He frowned back.
"What, are you scared?" Hotch asked, the smirk not leaving his face. Reid felt the sudden twist of his gut. A new sense of danger now filling his attention.
"No...but it's not safe" he reasoned.
"I'm right here. You're safe with me" Hotch looked his way, his eyes as evil as possible. Reid felt like he was looking right back at a devil and not his boss. Abruptly, Hotch hit the brakes as the van in front stopped.
"OH...what now!" Reid's feet fell cold. Two men came out of the car and walked towards their car. Hotch took his gun out but instead of pointing it to the men, he placed the gun on Reid's forehead. He was caught by surprise, a small gasp escaping him.
"Slowly raise your arms up" Hotch ordered.
"But-Hotch?" He asked instead and his side door flung open. The man too had a gun pointed to him. He felt trapped.
"I'm not your HOTCH!" the clone replied "Get out of the car"
The man from behind grabbed Reid's collar and dragged him out of the car into the dark night. The cold breeze attacked him, he stumbled his way out, trying to understand the betrayal unfolding in front of his eyes.
"WHERE'S MORGAN!" Reid demanded as Hotch walked with the other man.
"That's where we'll take you" He said.
"I don't wanna go...just leave me" Reid answered as the big man beside him quickly pushed him onto the front of the car, pinning him with this weight. Without any delay, a blindfold covered Reid's eyes.
"HEYYY! Stop that!" Reid started to struggle his way out, all his fears coming alive.
"Who are you? Hotch?" He said but no one answered. He felt himself being dragged away from the car and into the grassy path.
"Where are you taking me?" Reid demanded.
"Hotch, you can't let them do this, please, Hotch.." Reid plead as he tried to resist the two men now forcing him forward. What had he done? Was Hotch gone mad? Reid hated the dark, the uncertainty.
"Please..." he whimpered not liking how quiet everyone around him was.
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Morgan drank his painful cries, his arm was bleeding. The bullet still piercing his flesh. He struggled to stand up but fell back. He couldn't believe that his own boss just shot him. With his other hand, he quickly retrieved his phone from his back pocket. He dialed for help.
"Dave.. Hotch shot me in the back parking lot and took Reid away..." Morgan spoke sending chills down Rossi's spine.
"Stay calm. We are on our way" Rossi rushed out of his room and literally smashed Emily's door open.
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The professor eagerly waited for his guest. It was earlier than he had planned but this meeting couldn't be delayed any further. The young agent was unto him faster that he had anticipated. Professor peeked out the dinning window for the thousandth time this night, his excitement had no limit. He wanted this agent to become his agent for so long and tonight marked the beginning of his reign.
This time, there were two cars flashing their lights into the darkness. The professor stood up.
"They're here!" He exclaimed to himself. His partner was here. Everything would become easy now. The loneliness would vanish too but that would be after he gets Emily. He smiled. In minutes, the door was going to open. He quickly fixed his hairs and cleared his throat. First impression is the last impression.
And, the door opened, the two men dragged the agent inside, blindfolded, frustrated. The professor felt tears filling his eyes. His dream becoming real just shook him. The men kept walking until they pushed the young genius to the dinning chair. Both stood at each side, with their guns ready to shoot. The clone stepped in the house with the handcuffs.
"Where am I?" Reid demanded again when his hands were pulled behind the chair and locked in cuffs.
The professor couldn't find his voice. He lost all his confidence now that the real thing was in front of him. He gulped down, finding his courage back. This wasn't high school, this wasn't college. This was his home, his dream and his agent. But, just the voice of that boy was enough to rock him, then what would his eyes do to him. The professor signaled the men to leave the room. The clone remained to aid his master.
The professor slowly walked near the bounded figure. He was still, possibly trying to sense his surroundings. Professor kneeled in front of him, eyeing the perfect human. He could smell Emily off him. This made him mad.
"Who's there?" Reid asked and the Professor backed off, shocked. He knew he was anti-social and he rarely talked with any other humans but this was heights of embracement. He had practiced all of his beforehand.
"Dr. Reid" he finally managed to speak.
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