Chapter 14

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Alex got to her hotel.

She travelled to Las Vegas with Hotch, JJ and Rossi.

The plane ride had been really quiet and quite awkward.

No-one dared to talk.

They had all saw the CCTV footage of Garcia being shot and being dragged by a blurry black figure.

If Garcia was back she could work out who it was.

But she was the one taken and Reid was the only one no-one had found.

She could only think the worst had happened and both agents were dead.

She didn't like the thought but she thought realistically. If someone could take two F.B.I agents, why wouldn't they kill them?

She just hoped there was time to save them and that the unsub wouldn't try to take anyone else.

Alex called room service to order a bottle of wine.

She didn't want to go to the bar.

She was sure at least one member of the team would be down there drowning their sorrows and she wanted to drown hers on her own at her own pace.

There was a knock on the door so Alex answered it.

A man with a knife in his hand was in her doorway.

She didn't have her gun to hand and the only thing which she knew might save her was her scream. But the man silenced her before she could.

He pulled off his dark mask and hid the knife and mask in his bag.

She carried her to his car round the back of the hotel. He had got tired of waiting for her to show up to take Derek Morgan so decided to strike the next victim Alex Blake.

She was middle aged but was easier to put in the boot than Penelope Garcia (their fourth victim).

He started to drive away when he noticed one of the doors was open.

He pulled over in a nearby layby and checked all the doors were closed.

Luckily it was only the passenger door which wasn't closed properly.

For a moment he was worried he hadn't closed the boot properly and Alex Blake had escaped.

He knew that he needed to videotape the members he had already captured and scare the rest of team into compliance.

I had woken up a couple of hours ago.

It was dark and I was still tied to the bed but had been gaged.

A woman came in.

I didn't recognise her.

She was tall, slim, had big boobs, ginger haired and green eyes.

She came over to me and stroked my hair and whispered in my ear "We have got you, Penelope Garcia and Alex Blake. So do you want to tell me your real name, Spencer Reid?" The woman had a whip in her hand.

I squealed as she raised the whip and it had landed on my stomach.

The pain was bad but not unbearable.

I had experience much worse but then she got a small white bowl full of a salt and rubbed it into the whip wound and laughed as the pain became awful.

"No, Mr Reid. You have one chance. I will remove the gag for precisely one minute and you have the chance to say your full name. Any shit then you will regret it! Got it?" She said.

I nodded because I knew she meant what she said and would have no hesitation to kill me or hurt me.

She took the gag off my mouth and I sobbed "My name is Dr Spencer Reid."

She smiled "Good. You can ask me one question, if you like."

I gasped because I didn't expect that but I was still sobbing.

"Where are my family? My team?" I asked.

She moved her wrist upwards and laughed "Miss Penelope Garcia is alive in a dark room and Alex Blake is alive and we have taken her. Your team is looking for you and Miss Garcia but they still think Mrs Blake is in her hotel room. You're lucky if I wasn't waiting for you to wake up from your first aesthetic, we would have taken Derek Morgan. I am going to put you back to sleep." She said as she injected me with some clear drug and as soon as all the liquid had drained from the syringe I felt drowsy and passed out.