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Chapter Eighteen: Do You Understand?

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He couldn't believe what he was seeing as he stared at the screen. He saw Hotch talking with Rossi in the far corner of the Bullpen. Morgan and Emily, at their desks laughing and smiling. JJ walking from the elevator with her phone pressed tightly against her ear and her hands filled with a stack of papers. He scanned the screen, but didn't see Garcia. But everyone else, he couldn't believe it! Right there in front of him!

He felt something flutter inside him upon seeing their faces, a sort of renowned hope. It had been too long since he had been he had seen his family. He stared at the device around his wrist and the number flashed 26. Could it have been that long? Really?

Time seemed nonexistent in the is prison, day and night all but a blur. 26 days.

He couldn't bring himself too look away, his eyes transfixed. He found himself moving closer, so close his eyes screamed for relief, but he refused. His eyes watched Morgan, Hotch, Rossi, JJ...Emily. He found himself lingering on her beautiful face. He touched the screen tenderly. What had it taken this long for him to realize...

Garcia entered the room. It had seemed like forever ago since he had seen her. Her bright exotic clothes droning out the dark, serious tone of the FBI bullpen and filling it with a spark of sunshine, life. He found himself smiling slightly.

Oh how he missed them, all of them. He was just glad they would be looking for him soon...

His thought trailed off at the sight of a new figure entering the Bullpen. His heart almost seemed to stop. He froze. The tall, slender man walked over to Morgan and Emily, smiling before walking over to a small desk in the outer corner of the room. Taking off his messenger bag, he placed it on the neat wooden surface and took a seat. Smoothing out his clothes, a light blue sweater vest covering long sleeves, he reached across the desk and pulled something into his hands.

Reid watched, remaining frozen in place, eyes incredibly huge, as the man move it around in his fingers, smiling. This had to be some kind of trick! This couldn't be happening...

He watched the man's every move intently. He played with the object in his hands for a little while before promptly placing it at the front of his desk. Reid realized it was his name block, 'SSA Doctor Spencer Reid'. A content expression resided on the mans face and suddenly he...started directly up at Reid?

Was he...staring at me? Reid gaze intensified as he watched the man seemingly smile at him and give him a small wave. Even from such a great distance, the evil glint in his eye, he features, the everything about him was unmistakable. Finally his mind began pulling the pieces together.

The man from the hospital...Dr. Myer's...it was him! It had to be. The similarities between him and this...other man, were unmistakable. They were identical down to their hair lines.

Benjamin Myer's, his twin?, had taken him.

He suddenly felt sick from realization.

Watching the team laughing, smiling. Myer's joking along with them, at his desk, in his clothes. 26 days.

It wasn't a matter of time before the team realized he was missing. Not with 'Reid' sitting at his desks, doing his work, his job. His heart dropped. He couldn't count down the days or even expect them to rescue him anymore.. They thought he was right there.

But they had to be able to see a difference, right?

Reid couldn't bring himself to believe it. But deep down he knew, he wasn't going to be saved, simply because the team wasn't even looking for him.

Everyone was startled at the sudden appearance of Reid's voice and turned to look at him. Quite frankly, all had believed him to be dead, or at least almost dead. He had lay so still, hadn't seemed to be breathing. But now, they could see he was fully alert, his eyes wide and his body shifting in a more 'alive position'. He looked at each and everyone with a firm and serious expression. No one moved.

The room remained silent, the others still trying to process what had been said. Had Reid really just-

"I need everyone to listen to me, we don't have a lot of time," Reid said, giving one of the cameras an anxious look.

Hotch recovered and nodded intently, "Listening."

"I have a plan but it's your only shot. If we don't do this right now, there won't be another chance. I know Ben, he doesn't like there to be any reason to give up control, so he won't be doing something like this again. For him to do this in the first place was very surprising. Nice one, Morgan." Reid half smiled his way, but quickly reverted his focus before the other agent could take notice. "It takes exactly 53 seconds for Ben to reach his surveillance room and so far it has been exactly 27 seconds. Rossi keep count and at 52 seconds-." Rossi nodded in understanding, and began counting silently. "Ben will check the room, tie down Garcia which will take 16 seconds. All the while he will be watching the feed. Then he will leave and there will be exactly 53 seconds before he comes back." Reid looked to Rossi.

"42...43..."

"Emily listen to me, when he comes back he is going to tie me up in a way that will insure your cooperation. If you leave my side I will die and if I die he will know you have disobeyed and kill you all. You will have exactly 8 seconds before physical and noticeable damage occurs and will have to work within that time. If the time exceeds 20 seconds, I will be dead."

"What do you want me to do?" Emily asked. Reid's expression was unreadable.

"50...51..."

"In order to escape, let me die."

"52." Rossi breathed and Reid silenced, closed his eyes and lay limply, sprawled in the same uncomfortable position as before.

They waited the necessary seconds, it felt like an eternity before the precise time passed and Reid went back into action.

"Reid I can't-" Emily attempted, but Reid cut her off.

"Emily listen to me. I have been planning this escape for a long time, and promise all of you will get out of here. But you have to do what I say. Behind Hotch in the corner is a loose piece of brick. He put me in this room a few months ago and ever since I have been working on loosening that piece. There is just a small part that is still connected with the wall, but I believe that is you pull hard enough it will come loose. I could never loosen the piece on my own, I'm not strong enough. But I have faith that you are."

Her face turned worried, "But Reid what if I can't get it free? What if I run out of time before I can do it? Or what if I can't even do it?"

Reid took a deep breath and smiled suddenly, "Then you let me die. You do everything you can to get that piece out of that wall, no matter what. When you do, hide it, and the next time Ben comes in, try to get into his head and distract him, and when you can, you kill that son of a bitch. For me."

"...49...50" Rossi said hurriedly.

"Do you understand?" Reid asked, quickly.

"Reid I-"

"Emily! Please!" His voice cracked and the desperation became evident.

"51...5-"

"Yes, Reid. I understand." Emily cried.

"-2."

The cellar door creaked open and the familiar sadistic voice of Ben rang through the room.

Reid had once again taken position, sprawled limply across the floor, and no one spoke. Reid looked at Emily with soft, warm eyes she hadn't seen in a very long time. He smiled slightly, expressing happiness for the first time since she had seen him. She was saving him, but at what cost?

Before Ben came to close, Reid mouthed the words 'Thank you'.

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