It had been maybe 4 hours since he was kidnapped. He and Amber had exchanged a few words every now and then, but since she was pretty high, she wasn't really into the conversations. For that matter neither was Reid. His head hurt something fierce, the walls had yet to stop spinning, and he'd thrown up twice. Most of the vomit was just bile from his stomach since he hadn't eaten anything in about a day. He was lying on the floor, on his back; his eyes were tracing patterns on the ceiling. He could barely see in the storage unit, partly because of the limited light and partly because he wasn't wearing glasses or contacts.
Suddenly the door opened and Tyler walked in, he was carrying a bottle of water for each captive. He went around to each girl and let them drink, without talking, and then he took all 3 of them out. Reid who had been watching the interactions with mild interest was more than shocked when he took them outside. But he soon realized that he was acting dumb, of course the girls would need to go outside, they needed to use the washroom somehow. Suddenly he realized it had been a while since he had to go. It could only mean one thing; he was dehydrated, and had a wicked fever to boot. He could feel how hot his skin was against the cold of the floor of the storage unit. His body was starting to shake and he couldn't contain the few pained moans that slipped out of his teeth when the shaking aggravated his strained muscles.
Terrance was peeking inside the storage unit when he heard Reid let loose another moan of pain. He smiled at the thought that his daddy was just as messed up as he was. He poisoned an FBI agent for crying out loud! If that didn't scream crazy he didn't know what did. Smiling lazily he shut the door and walked over to Tyler.
"Ty, what now?" He asked while Tyler helped the last girl into the blue portable washroom.
"We give the girls and the agent in exchange for lucky number 13." He said simply.
"How do we know they'll go through with it?"
"We show them their agent and the girls. It will mean we're serious." He then proceeded to take the 3 drugged girls and throw them into the back of his black van.
Reid heard the door open but was too tired to even move. The chains around his wrists were taken off and he was hauled to his feet by Tyler Crane. When they walked out of the storage unit, Reid's eyes started to water because of how much light there was. They only took a few steps when Reid's knees buckled.
"Ugh, Fuck." Tyler exclaimed as Spencer threatened to pull him down as he fell.
"Terry get over here and helps me with this dead weight!" Together the two psychos shoved Reid in the back of the black van with the girls.
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They had just finished canvassing the hospital for any clues on where they took Reid. Penelope was searching the cameras to see if she could find anything other than the black van peeling out of the parking lot. Hotch was furious with the hospital security, did nobody watch the patients around there? Morgan who was also furious was pacing back and forth thinking of what he'd do to the sons of bitches once he found them. JJ was drowning in guilt because she was once again the one who left Reid open for kidnapping. Seaver was contemplating how her life would go if she switched to another team... Probably safer because of how Reid was such a trouble magnet. Rossi was sitting in a chair staring at the wall, keeping his emotions at bay.
While all of the agents were sitting around depressed Charlie was getting ready to "trade" herself over to Tyler and Terrance. She had her gun tucked in the waistband of her pants. All they needed was for the nuts-oes to call the police station for the trade. After the team leader had agreed they all sat around in the police station waiting. This was of course after they had driven back from the hospital.
Suddenly the shrill ringing of a phone interrupted their thoughts. Morgan answered on the first ring.
"This is SSA Derek Morgan."
"The trade will happen on the west cliff side now, bring 13 or we kill all the girls and your agent. Also only you Feds can come, no cops." With that the line went dead. Morgan relayed the message to the team and they all started to get ready. They threw on their Kevlar vests and made sure their guns were loaded. As they piled into their two SUVs they made sure to place Charlie in the backseat behind Morgan in the passenger seat.
"I hope your plan works." He told her. She smirked.
"Of course it will work; I've done this tons of times." Even though she sounded confident she was a bundle of nerves on the inside. She was about to come face to face with the men who kidnapped her all those years ago.
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Sitting in the back of a van, on the floor, wasn't the picture of comfort. Especially when you're crammed in there with 3 young girls and you're so dizzy sitting upright isn't even an option. Reid pondered where they were taking him. He quickly gave up though, due to the sick fog that covered his brain. Suddenly they hit a bump which made Reid's stomach twist. He swallowed back the bile as it threatened to spew out of his mouth. Was he getting better or getting worse? He knew he was dehydrated, he knew he had a fever, and he knew he was tired enough to sleep for days. He had to stay awake though, he needed to be alert.
When the van lurched to a stop a while later Reid's eyes were barely open. He needed to stay awake, stay awake, stay... Consciousness was lost to him.
Tyler and Terry stood by their van, awaiting the arrival of the FBI agents bringing the girl.
"I want her sooooo bad." Terrance whined as he thought of what he'd do to her. He wondered what she looked like now: If she still had that little body that was so easily touched, if she still wanted the drug, if she was still as helpless. He hoped.
"I know what you mean. I hate not finishing something we started." Tyler muttered in agreement.
"Should we check on them?" Terrance asked, nodding his head in the van's trunk's general direction.
"Yeah, I'll do it." He said, walking to the back of the van and opening the doors. Inside the 3 girls were sitting up against the side staring at nothing. The FBI agent however was slumped to the side and was completely out.
"What the hell is this guy on...?" Tyler mumbled to himself, still thinking that Reid was on some sort of drug.
Suddenly he heard sirens blaring in the distance. He quickly closed up the doors and went back to stand beside Terrance.
"You ready?"
"Yeah." Terrance replied as his ever present insane smile crept back onto his face. Two shiny, black SUVs were speeding into view. They came to a halt about 7 meters away from their van. Out of the first SUV stepped Hotch, Rossi and Seaver. From the second SUV JJ stepped out of the driver's seat and Morgan got out of the passenger seat.
"Hello Mr. Michaels, Mr. Crane." Hotch greeted in a civil tone, even though on the inside he wanted to strangle them.
"WHERE'S PRECIOUS!" Terrance yelled viciously upon not seeing her.
"We'll show you if you show us where the girls and Reid are." Hotch responded sounding as calm and stoic as ever.
"They're in the back." Tyler pointed to the van.
"She's in there." Morgan responded coldly.
"Get her out and we'll get them." Tyler told him. They both went back to their vehicles to get their people. Terrance helped Tyler get the girls out of the van first. He then told them to sit against the side of the van. Hotch remained calm even upon seeing them drugged, because if they were drugged there was a chance Reid was too.
Terrance helped Tyler with Reid. They literally had to carry him out of the back of the van. He wouldn't wake up.
Reid could feel he was being moved but he didn't have enough strength to help move. He felt himself being roughly shoved to the ground but he was leaning against something. He tried to open his eyes. The first try got him nowhere. The second time his eyes twitched. The third time he got them open. They were glazed over and everything around him was blurry. He could make out the shapes of Tyler and Terrance in front of him though.
"Oh my God, Reid." JJ gasped. He looked even more terrible than he had before. He was pale, deathly pale and his face was so very white. There was a stain of fever across his cheeks and neck. The black circles under his eyes practically consumed them. His eyes were open but they weren't focused, that much she could tell.
Morgan helped Charlie out of the car.
"You ready for this?" He asked; she just nodded not trusting her voice. She walked proudly beside Morgan and when she was in their sight of view she scowled. They were looking at her like she was a piece of meat. She hated it.
"Give us the girls first." Hotch told them. They did as they were told and handed the 3 girls over to Hotch Seaver and Rossi, who in turn helped them into the SUV Charlie had come from.
"Now we will give you Charlie for Reid." Hotch once again told them. Terrance smiled madly and Tyler let a small smirk grace his features. They hauled Reid off the ground and onto his feet. Tyler brought out a gun and pointed it to his head. This had everyone else, but Charlie and Terrance, draw guns.
"Whoa, it's just in case you try something." Then he started forward, as did Charlie and Hotch who had put his gun away. They met in the middle and paused.
"Did you miss us?" Tyler asked.
"Fuck off." Charlie responded viciously.
"Precious!" Terrance yelled suddenly and jumped at Charlie, his arms flailing out in the process. Tyler's finger tightened on the trigger when Hotch drew his gun. Charlie's hand reflectively went to the waist band of her jeans to grab her own gun.
A bang echoed throughout the cliff side.
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Alright chapter 12. K so if anyone didn't get that "agonies" comment from the last chapter it means withdrawals! Forgot to mention that! Also I have no idea how many cliffs are in Portland, Maine, cause I'm a pure bread maritime Canadian. But I wanted a dramatic cliff side scene and by George I would have one! I hope you enjoyed! I might not be able to update fast again, but we'll see!
Love SpiderKate