Hey Guys back for another chapter, sorry I didn't update last night, things got a little bit crazy in this house! OK I am going ahead with a slash. I would like to say a really big super special thanks to LoveReid. Thanks for your great advise and I do think I will go ahead with that idea!
Disclaimer: Come on guys do you think I would be here writing fanfiction if I owned Criminal Minds, anyway I don't own it, just the storyline and my characters!
Warning: Swearing, Torture, Drug use within the furture and that's it oh and gore!
Reid couldn't help but increase his breathing, he had seen people using these on dogs and that was enough to make him cringe at the sight.
The Unsub started to laugh at the sight at Reid. When Reid saw this he knew it will only increase more pain for him so he did his best to turn a new face but as the electric collar was around his neck he wasn't able to keep his breathing at bay. Then it hit him, the surge of shock, and the tingling sensation causing him to gasp and wince at the man. He give Reid a confused look.
"Well, if that level isn't going to make you scream this one will," He give Reid a consoling look before turning up the level two times.
Reid tried biting his lip until it bled at how much he tried to keep the scream contained but it was too much and he finally let one pierce the room as he grasped for his lost air. He was then left to spasm in the chair. He felt the darkness slowly creep in but ignored it until he felt another jolt of electricity burn through him and he finally felt the comfort and peace that the darkness brought.
"You see what happens when you mere stupidity clouds you?" He turns his attention back to the team, who were staring, seemingly in shock, back at him, "You hurt people, you don't protect, you kill, you killed my family-" He suddenly realized what he said and quickly ran towards the camera and turned it off. He slowly cursed himself and gestured the other to leave. He gave them something to find him; he let them know about him. They most likely are going to go through case files and figure out who he is and then his address and then stop his game, how could he be that stupid!?
"Did he just… use… a shock collar?" Emily said, clearly still not quite back with the team.
"God dammit, that poor kid, he never told us," Morgan's anger completely deflated from the words that the Unsub spilled about Reid.
"We need to focus here," Hotch, didn't tear his eyes from the black screen, "He mentioned that he had a family, now we have to look through reports to see if there was any whole family deaths with a father surviving,"
"Why would you say father?" Rossi questioned at Hotch, his eyes curiously looking over him for what information could bring Hotch to that conclusion.
"Because only a father can think of a way like this to make sure the person who took his family away suffered," He, almost on alert, walked straight past the faces staring at him and out of the room.
"Let's get to work," Everyone stared at JJ, it was the pain in her voice that caused such stares. The pain that was scorched with despair that all of them felt but JJ clearly was taking this more deeply than the rest.
She then turned and was the second to leave the room closely followed by the rest except for Garcia who was desperately looking for Reid and that son of a bitch. That's the final time she watches her Junior G-Man in pain.
"Hey JJ,"Emily rushed to meet her, "We're all feeling the same way about this and once Reid's back we'll feel better but we just need to stay strong for him,"
JJ nodded, knowing that she was right but it still didn't give her comfort. Reid was still out there and it all depends on if he comes back and if he will still be alive.
Reid could still feel the nerves go tingly now and then but it had seemed to go a little numb causing some relief. He knew that collar would defiantly leave burn marks, looks like he will have to wear the purple scarf a little bit more often. He laughed at that little joke but then came to realize that is wasn't funny, at all. He tried to ignore the copper blood that now filled his mouth from where his lip was bleeding. He couldn't believe they know now. They know what had happened all those years ago. How did this unsub know? He never even told Morgan, let alone anyone else. How could he face his family now, now that they know? After that thought Reid's mind trailed to his other secrets, ones that would tear him apart if his family knew, if he had to face the looks he got when he walked into work every day and see them stare at him. He instantly removed that thought trying to prepare for the next time he would have to face the Unsub. He had to hang on for as long as possible, he had to give the team a chance.
The silence was almost unnerving as they sat there working through the endless stream of case files that confronted them.
"Hey guys I've got one," Emily announced, "Michael Richard, he's 44 and while we were working a case up in Ohio we were unable to calm an Unsub down causing him to set off a bomb killing off his entire family except his son Peter Richard."
"It fits," Rossi added, "I mean we saw the second unsub standing awaiting orders, a son obeying his father and the fact that we weren't able to stop the unsub it would have broken him," glancing around to see all nods of agreement. Rossi felt remorse for the guy but no one gets an excuse to torture another human being.
"He sees that it's our fault, we couldn't stop him and he sees that we caused him to blow up his family," Hotch firmly argreed, "Get Garcia to run his name for an address…" he immediately lifted his hand and the sound of the worried Garcia.
"Guys we've got another stream," Her voice shaking as she urged the team to follow her.
As they entered the room the Unsub greeted the team with glee, "I suppose you already have started to work on tracking me now, no matter though I have made sure I have stayed of the map for a while,"
"So today's topic is more focused on Dr Reid's reason on why he joined the FBI" He waited, waited for it to come fresh in their memories.
They didn't know why Reid joined the FBI. Well everyone joins Law enforcement to protect people but they didn't know the true reason behind why he joined the FBI. On many occasions, the question would popped up on one of those nights were the team would go out for drinks but Reid refused to give an answer, some of his excuses were 'Um… I just need to go to the err bathroom' or 'It's getting late I need to go and get some sleep'. They would nag him for a while but then they would let it go, thinking he just didn't want to say it or they would think it was a stupid reason.
"Now shall we begin," His smile widen at his excitement, "You have 30 seconds to answer the question and- well you know the rest about Dr Reid's fingers, begin!"
They all looked at each other, they didn't know. How could they let Reid go through more pain? They looked at the screen, they had to at least try to answer.
"Don't- Don't worry guys," They were astonished and relieved to hear their friend's voice, even if it sounded like he had been through hell and back, "I can- can handle it,"
The man's hand swoops down at Reid's face to punish him for his all needed support.
The gasps filled the air before they gave a answer, "He joined the FBI because…" This time Rossi was talking to the Unsub.
"15 seconds left," The man seemed delighted at how fast the time was slipping.
Rossi looked around all of them had disgrace on their faces. None of them could provide an answer. Rossi turned his face to the screen to see Reid's face nod. Rossi understood the message instantly but he couldn't bring himself to finish his sentence.
"We don't know," Finally he said, the despair and shame was showing in his voice before Michael gave out an evil laugh at them.
"Pathetic," He mumbled silently before gesturing to his son for the next torture equitment.
"He never actually wanted to join the FBI, if it wasn't for Jason Gideon who gave him a reason to live in the first place he would have been found splatted across a the path of a street," He waited for the effect to continue, "You see Dr Reid's troubled teen years were finally taking effect, soon enough he found himself on top of a building contemplating his worthless life. If it wasn't for dear Jason Gideon who managed to give him a reason to live, Dr Reid wouldn't have been here to see the likes of you."
"Peter hurry up would you!" Clearly impatient with the young man.
Peter hurried along, wearing protective gloves and holding a tray of scorching red-hot embers. The team knew what was a about to happen and they couldn't bear to watch but at the same time they couldn't take their eyes away from the screen as if to make sure that what they think was about to happen was going to happen.
Slowly the man known as Michael but the team now preferred to call him that son of a bitch, grabbed a pair a tongs,, and twirled them around in his hands.
"I really thought that you would have known that time," His voice now sounded as though he was pouting, "I really thought you would have taken interest in the poor young doctors life,"
I placed the tongs within the scolding embers and careful raised one to not have him burn himself because god forbid that. He then started to lower the burning ember to Reid's face.
"Now I thought of the chest area but we wouldn't want to ruin that important message off your chest, would we?" Reid just glared at the man, the pathetic, horrible man, the man was nothing.
Reid couldn't contain the blood curdling scream that caused his team members to jump and bit their lips.
The boiling of his skin, he couldn't describe it. The boiling sensation and the smell of burnt flesh was what made him nearly vomit his near empty stomach. The pain didn't lessen when removed but almost got worse as the cold air created a burst of anguish for him.
The embers were relentless and the heat never faded. Only when he felt that his whole face was on fire did the man finally urge his son to take the tray of still hot embers away.
What had they just done? Reid was nearly unrecognizable by the end of this sick test. They could hear his raspy breathing and his pain look. JJ couldn't breathe she stumbled to the wall and crumbled to the floor. How- how could I let this happen? A question that pierced her deeply. She couldn't hold it in any longer, she grabbed the trash can and vomited until there was nothing left in her. That sick son of a bitch.
The screens went black and the room felt eerie as eyes layed on the ground. Emily slowly went to JJ to support her back to her feet and slowly left for the restroom.
"Garcia I want you to find anything on Michael Richard and I mean anything, DNA a strand of hair he left at a bar you find it, got it?" Hotch voice was boiling as he burst from the room, closely followed by Rossi.
"Don't worry babygirl,"Morgan went over to console his sobbing babygirl, "We'll find him," She nodded silently and typed her hardest at the keyboard and with that Morgan left.
Reid was dazed and breathless by the end he couldn't even scream, it was like it was burnt out of him causing his lungs to feel like they were burnt to a crisp. His grasps were painful and hurt his already beaten chest and he couldn't even release his already tense face because he could feel his skin begin to tear and cause blood to give a sting to his burnt face. They will find me. He recited in his bloody head. It was his light that made sure he was safe and had hope but as we all know a light has to go out at some point in time.