Hey Hey! I wrote this early for you guys! Please tell me what you think! Thank you too those who reviewed, please continue guys. Story is almost finished! Also I decided on a little Reid/Emily it fits the plot. BTW this story took quite an unexpected turn. Tell me what you think! :)

Warning: This chapter is disturbing. It can still be considered as 'T' rating, however is border line. Mentions of sex, not graphic.

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Chapter Nineteen: Rescued or Is It Too Late?

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They...weren't coming...

It was that thought that left Reid feeling hallow inside. He felt broken, defeated. The will and hope that had filled him only seconds ago dissipated, leaving behind frightened and depressed remands.

Why fight?

There was no way out, it had been 34 days since he had been taken, and never once had it ever seemed he would get out. Ben, as he now called him, was an extremely well calculated, well processed psychopath. Reid had already profiled him as a narcissistic bipolar with the means and intentions of complete control. Simply saying, there was no way out because there never would be one. It was not in his nature to allow error. There was no such thing as a miscalculation.

The television had never turned off ever since that day, and it filled the small room with an eerie glow.

Days passed.

Reid watched and watched. Every second, every minute.

He couldn't bring himself to look away because he was holding on to the slightest possibility that the team would recognize the impostor and begin looking for him.

But it never happened.

Reid found himself forgetting to eat, drink. He would only bring himself away when he absolutely had to use the bathroom, and even then, he would still watch.

Soon it was day 67. 9 weeks had passed and still nothing.

He watched the team working, profiling. Watched them interacting in the bullpen, smiling and laughing. He could not hear what was being said. There had never been sound. Reid still retained his highly trained eye of a federal profiler and knew that the team had never been happier.

They simply remained, oblivious.

It hurt so much to watch them, but never did he bring his attention away. Time continued to pass and from time to time, Reid found himself seeing the differences between him and Ben. They became obvious. Obvious to the point where he found himself pulling his hair out, yelling and screaming desperate for someone, any one, to see the truth.

And yet they never did.

How? He found himself thinking.

"HOW?! HOW DO THEY NOT KNOW!? IT'S SO FUCKING CLEAR!? JUST SEE IT! SEE IT!"

How? He just couldn't understand how they didn't notice. They were his family! They should have seen the difference right away!

And yet...

Day 73: Team goes on case: Ben reluctant to save kid. Willing to sacrifice the child's life to save others.

"I would never do that!" Reid screamed.

Day 82: JJ and Ben go on interview. Ben terrorizes woman openly, supposedly threatens. Terrorizes!

Reid had felt a glimmer of hope ignite inside him during that case. Surely JJ would see the difference. It was as clear as day. She would know something was up, figure out Ben was an impostor and finally come looking for him!

And yet, any ounce of doubt she might have had was discarded and life proceeded normally.

Day 83: Morgan and Ben at the bar. They seemed to be having a competition on who could get the most napkins...phone numbers? Didn't that in itself clue Morgan off?

Reid dropped his head in is hands and cried. It was so frustrating! Seeing them, right in front of him! Knowing they were there all this time with him, the monster, but never able to truly see.

How could they not?!

It just didn't make any sense...

Reid didn't watch for a while. He finally found the strength somewhere inside him to look away and escape away in his crumbling sanity. It had worked for some time, blocking out the world and all the evil it held. Surviving almost became...bearable again.

But of course, as faith would have it, that would not last.

It was day 98, 14 weeks since he had been taken, when finally, he began to hear voices that weren't his own. At first he had thought he had gone crazy.

Of course! Schizophrenia kicking in! Perfect timing! He thought bitterly. God, how he wanted everything to just end.

It had taken him quite a while to realize that the voices weren't in fact coming from his mind, but from the television. Finally, the sound had turned on and now Reid could watch in perfect clarity Ben trick and take away his family.

Day 98: Another case. Still nothing!

Day 102: Another trip to the bar with the team. Ben making jokes, laughing and jeering right along with the others.

The similarities were uncanny, but as were the differences.

The reality of it. The team should have noticed. They should have.

But why didn't they?

-:-

It was about a month later, Day 126 when it happened. Too much, Ben had gone too far. Too far.

By now it was clear that Ben had sparked interest in Emily and it was on this faithful night that he made his move.

It was after a long hard case, both were tired and worn. Ben suggested a go to the bar and Emily complied.

"Sure Reid," Emily said. "I would love too."

Ben smiled a wide smile, and stuck out his arm for her to grab. She took it immediately and Reid felt sick.

The night had advanced quickly, alcohol aiding the effect, and in the end the night turned passionate. Emily and Bed came together, a camera somewhere picking up every detail of the night with perfect clarity and precision. All of this taking place in Reid's very own home. In his bed.

An act Reid had yet to express with another woman, but had longed to do it with her. Only her.

It was this that destroyed him even further. Above all else, it hurt the most.

Ben had taken everything he loved away.

His life, his family, and his secret love.

(Slight Readers Digression)

"You know why I picked you for this task, don't you?" Ben purred in Emily's ear. She jerked back and her head slammed into his nose.

Startled by the movement, he staggered back and cried out.

"You bastard." Emily growled. Ben smacked her hard against the face, before leaning in once again.

"It was the best night of my life." He stroked a bony finger through her long raven hair and brushed it behind her ear. Emily remained still, gritting her teeth and tightening her fists.

The others remained silent, watching in helpless, sick fascination.

"You had a great time too, didn't you? How you moaned and squealed an-"

"ENOUGH!" Emily yelled. She jerked back again but Ben was ready this time, and slid out of the way.

A sick chortle escaped his wet lips.

"They should know how you gave yourself to me, let me do..." He trailed off and leaned in. He took her ear in between his teeth and licked the skin. He sighed, breathing down Emily's neck.

She shook with rage, her knuckles turning white.

"'Oh Reid'!...Oohh...Your so AMAZING.'" Ben imitated. "'Why had it taken so long for me to realize?'"

The other's growled and pulled against their restraints. Morgan spat, "You fucking psychopath!" Ben punched him hard in the jaw and he jerked side ways. Taking a deep, controlling breath he returned to his position beside Emily and continued.

He was like a snake, the fucking devil! His fingers moving around her, exploring her body. He reached under her shirt and everyone tensed. Emily shook, a single tear escaping her eye.

"How are you a virgin? How do you-"

"Shut up!" JJ barked. Ben simply glared at her and continued.

"What was it you said..." He pulled his hands out from her shirt and moved to her jeans. He closed his eyes and groaned. "Reid...I think I'm in love."

Emily trembled and tears streamed down her face. "Stop, please."

"I love you Reid. I love you so much." He smacked his lips and kissed her neck. "I want you...forever."

"Stop..." She cried.

"Best part of all," Ben finally withdrew his hand. He turned to Reid, and smiled at his brothers limp, barely alive form. "He saw it all."

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"Ten minutes!" Ben called and the door slammed loudly behind him. He had unlocked Emily's restraints and had supplied her with the medical equipment. She was still trembling from what had just occurred and found herself staring longingly at the knife that glinted in Ben's back pocket.

She wanted nothing more that to grad it and plunge it in his neck.

She would kill him, even if it was the last think she ever did.

Reid had been restrained from when Ben had come in last, and her task seemed to be easy enough. However, Ben must have seen the excited glint in her eye, the spark of renowned hope and pulled another wire forward.

Each member watched as he tied one end tightly around Emily's ankle and the other around Reid's neck. Reid chocked, gagging as saliva began dripping from his mouth.

"Your killing him!" Morgan screamed. "It's too tight!"

Ben complied by waking him across the face with a nice back hand.

"Shut up, he'll be fine." That's when he had left.

Emily looked at Reid panicked. She pushed down all the emotions welling up inside her as she stared at his face. She could see the pain and hurt, and it wasn't from the wire around his neck.

"Reid, what do I do?!" Emily cried. "Tell me!"

"...5...6..." Rossi counted.

The plan had to be set in motion, it was now or never!

"Listen to me. You need to get the brick Emily. Now." Reid gasped. He couldn't lesson the pressure by redirecting it because his hands were tied. Emily held his head up, providing the slightest bit of relief.

"But I can't. The wire isn't long enough. I go to far and I sever your neck. Isn't there another way?" She already knew the answer.

"...14...15..."

The look in his eye was unmistakable. It was a look that she had seen so many years ago before any of this had ever happened, but she had never taken notice. It was a look full of longing, love. Finally, Emily saw what Reid had been feeling, rather hiding, inside all these years.

Why had it been just now that she realized?

"I've learned to accept all that happened. It wasn't your fault, none of yours. But it doesn't change all the pain I feel. It was never my intention to escape this place. It was at first but those thoughts are long gone." Reid wheezed and tears began streaming down his cheek. "It's been too long Emily, I've been here too long and I can't do it anymore. If I can leave this world knowing I helped you, all of you escape, then I can die knowing my family is alive and Ben never won. "

"...23...24..."

"But Reid..."

"And for the last time, I can be happy."

"There has to be another way."

"Please Emily." He rasped, his breathing was shuttered and a thin line of blood formed where the wire cut into neck. "Please. Before time runs out. This is what I want."

"...36...37..."

"Do it for me." It was those simple words that propelled Emily into action. She let Reid's head drop to the floor and went to the far corner of the room. But just like expected the wire was too short, and she could not reach the wall without tugging Reid forward, cutting a deeper gash in his neck.

"Do it," His voice was so faint. So weak. She took a deep breath and pushed forward, feeling the lax wire tighten and Reid begin to strain and sputter against the pressure.

She reached forward, located the loosened brick and began pulling at it.

But it wouldn't budge.

"IT'S NOT COMING LOOSE! WHAT DO I DO?!" Emily yelled frantically. She looked back to see Reid's face reddening and neck leaking blood.

"...49...50..."

She couldn't do this. She rushed back to Reid and scooped him up into her arms.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." she cried. She stroked gentle fingers through his long brown locks and held him close. His eyes fluttered, but he didn't say anything.

"...53." Rossi finished.

Ben was watching now.

Emily took a deep breath and went to work making it seem as if bandaging Reid was her only priority. It was slow and agonizing. He was bruised and cut and battered over his entire body. Each injury shined bright red, blue. Other's green, yellow and purple.

She sucked in a breath when she came to his severe fingers. Wrapping them silently, she wiped away her tears.

She came to his chest wound, and couldn't help the sob that escaped her lips. She dropped her head in her hands, sucked in a deep breath, and pushed back her hair before continuing.

COWARD

The bloody lettering forever marring his skin.

It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair.

But she proceeded to treat it.

An eternity later, Reid finally spoke.

"Ten seconds." His voice was barely audible, so quiet she wasn't sure if he had even spoke. But then his eyes opened and he looked into hers. She nodded slightly

The seconds dragged on forever.

"Time."

Rossi once again began counting. Emily retained eye contact with Reid. He gurgled and chocked on the blood and saliva inside his mouth before managing to speak. "What ever happens. I love you."

Emily looked away then, unable to control her sobs.

She allowed her arms to unwrap around his head and she placed him on the ground. She gave him a longing look, before peering over at the others.

Morgan nodded solemnly, his eyes blood stained and cloudy.

JJ's head was in her hands and her shoulders were shaking violently.

Rossi nodded as well, but tears were streaming down his cheeks.

Hotch exhaled deeply and he gave Emily a long look. Then the strongest and most composed man she had ever met in her entire life, began to sob.

They knew. This was the only way.

Emily looked away and she stared at the single brick lodged partly out of the wall. She blocked everything else out. Ignored the impending doom, heart crushing guilt, even the suffocating pressure, and advanced to the corner.

She was aware of the rope tightening, and the horrific sounds of Reid gasping and chocking, fighting to remain alive.

She cried, and screamed, clawing desperately at the wall.

Time was running out, Reid was no longer moving.

The brick wouldn't come free.

"PLEASE!" She shrieked. "PLEASE!"

Frantically, her fingers wracked the wall pulling endlessly at this piece that wouldn't budge.

She looked back at Reid and saw he lay still, eyes glossy and empty.

"NOOOOOOOO!" She scream.

She heard the others vaguely, the door slamming open. The world around her exploding.

She looked back to the brick, Reid, and the figure approaching her.

Ben.

She froze, her heart stopping.

Time had run out.

She hadn't, but she hadn't...

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?" Hands grabbed Emily by the hair and dragged her back to the center of the room. She was thrown down, kicked. Ben's knife was taken out and he flipped the blade out.

He leaned in close, his face demonic. His eyes animalistic as his teeth bared in a snare.

"I will fucking kill you."

Then everything happened at once.

He raised the knife, and she close her eyes.

There was a crash, and frantic yelling.

A muffled scream.

A gun went off, then another.

Then the most amazing words any of the team had ever heard.

"FBI! Don't move!"

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