chapter4
After Derek got Spencer back into the hospital bed, the boy quickly passed out into a deep sleep. Derek was smiling at the sleeping boy, when the room door.
The agent turned to the doctor who was walking in.
"How is my patient?" The woman asked.
"He woke up once. It took a while but... I got him back in bed."
The woman nodded. She held out a chart. "I have his results back. It seems you were right. The bleeding had come from rough intercourse. And from the rough bite marks and bruises... well, any one can tell it wasn't consensual."
Derek nodded angrily.
"You said that he was found in a house known for slavery, right?"
"Yeah." The answer was low.
The nurse stared at Derek as the mans gaze stood on the pale boy on the bed. "Agent Morgan?"
The agent stared up at her.
"You do realize that if this kid has no where to go he would be put in a home."
Dereks brows narrowed. "What?"
The nurse put her chart down and began to explain. "This won't be the first patient I work with that has known slavery. The slaves-"
"Please don't use that word?" Derek said angrily.
The nurse nodded once. "Well, the... victims," She stopped to make sure the word was ok. When Derek didn't protest, the nurse went on. "When they're taught the ways of slavery, the lose all that they know in the world. It's like they're reborn. They have the mind of a child, like they-"
"The mind of a child." Derek repeated.
The nurse nodded.
"They have... the mind of a child." Derek said again. "It's not like they're crazy."
"I understand agent Morgan. And I agree. But it is our responsibility to make sure we don't put out these vitims if they have a childs mind."
"You said they're reborn."
The woman nodded.
"Spencer was taught three years ago and was a vitim for two. Are you saying... that Spencer has the mind of a three year old?" Derek asked.
The nurse gulped. "It's possible. You say Spencer was in slavery for three years. That means he was born, like a new baby. We might be able to take some tests to figure how old he might be in child years."
"Then do it." Derek said.
The stared stared with a face. "It costs $1000."
"For some tests!" Derek yelled surprised. Then he shook his head and inhaled deeply. "Just do it. I'll pay."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" The nurse asked.
"Why wouldn't I? Is the test dangerous?" Derek asked worriedly.
"No! No, I just thought..." She sighed. "I'll just start the treatment when he wakes."
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Derek waited impatiently in front of a room. They had moved Spencer up to the third floor ro take the tests. Derek had been waiting for over two hours and the man was becoming more impatient my the minute.
Then his cell rang.
Derek looked at the id and sighed.
"Hey Hotch."
"Morgan, where are you?"
"Still at the hospital. They're running some tests." Derek got up on his feet. "Did you catch the guy?"
"Yeah. We got him. But Morgan, we're going to need Spencers statement."
"Statement." Derek repeated worriedly. "Hotch, the kid was in slavery. I'm not even sure he'll know what a statement is. They say he might have the mind of a child and that it could lead to him ending up in a home."
"Phones are not allowed." A woman said as she walked by Derek.
Derek nodded. "Hotch, i'm not even sure this kid would do anything to lock away his..." Derek spat the word. "Master."
"Try, Morgan. It's the only way we can get this guy for good, for what he's put the boy through. If not... then we only put him away for the drug dealing. He'll be out in a few months and he'll probaly o back for the kid."
Derek sighed loudly. When he looked ahead, he saw the nurse coming out. "I gotta go. They don't allow cell phones in the hospital." With that, the man hung up.
The nurse came out. She smiled at Derek.
"How is he?" Derek asked.
The nurse gestered to the seat the agent was just sitting at.
Derek obeyed.
"Well, it seems Spencer is very special." The nurse said, still smiling. "Spencer is very intelligent for a young man was brought up in slavery. He corrected every single word the doctor threw his way. And..." She chuckled. "He even gave the doctor a few tips on how to improve his sex life."
Derek stared confused. "That doesn't sound like a man with the mind of a child."
The nurse nodded. 'Thats what we thought. Especially when he mentioned he has an IQ of 187 and can read 20,000 words per minute."
"So, he doesn't have the mind of a child?" Derek asked happily.
"Thats what we thought. Until..." The nurse bit her bottom lip. "He said to ask his Master when lunch was."
"What's so bad about that?" Derek asked.
The nurse's sighed. "When I told him his 'master' was gone, he thought I was talking about 'Master Derek'. He started to cry and kick."
Derek rubbed hisa face. "Like a child would." He said.
The nurse nodded. "I had to assure him you were waiting for him. But... again as a child would, Spencer refused to talk and... he crawled under the table."
Derek stared in shock.
"He refuses to come out, unless he sees you." The nurse explained.
"Where is he?" Derek asked, getting up from his seat. Then he followed the nurse as the woman gestered for him to follow.
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