The End and What Its Worth- Chapter 12

Let's Make a Deal

"............me = sorry!! I truly did 4get about this story :( . Please R&R!"

"Oh, you have no reason to be crying, at least, not as much as your godfather." Foyet smirked. "Just and see what I have in store for him."

It was time for Foyet to make his move. Foyet grabbed his cell phone, and hit the first speed dial.

"Reid." the voice answered.

"Well, hello Agent Reid. I presume you remember me?" Foyet asked. There was a moment of silence on the other end as realization struck Dr. Reid.

"Foyet." he whispered.

"Aren't we smart?" Foyet laughed. "Well, I am here to make a deal- one I think you just may not be able to refuse."

"Well, let's see about that." Reid mumbled.

"Remember Jack, and poor baby Henry. I heard that you're the Godfather. How sad, really."

"Do......you don't...........no." Reid shook his head, unwilling to accept the truth.

"Oh yes, Doctor. And if you don't want me to kill them both in 2 hours, you'll be at 1231 Transport Street . I want you on the big wooden bench. Trust me- it's hard to miss. " Foyet said. Reid could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

"Fine." Reid growled.

"I thought you might say that. Until then, Dr. Reid." With that. Foyet hung up.

Reid let his cell phone drop to the floor. How had he gotten hold of them? Wasn't Jack with Haley, and wasn't Henry with Will? How had he done it? Why didn't anyone stop him?

Reid sat down, and put his head in his hands- breathing heavily. 'What am I going to do?'............

In two hours, Reid sat on the big wooden bench, waiting for Foyet. He had decided against telling the team- afraid that Foyet would kill the two children.

"Hello Dr. Reid." a voice from behind him said. Reid jumped, making Foyet laugh. "A little jumpy, aren't we?"

"Come with me." Reid followed Foyet as they walked in the cool air of the night hours. "Do you know why I took them; why I chose you?" Foyet asked.

Reid shook his head. "No, I don't."

"Well, I like making deals. And you're an easy target, if I may say so myself. I chose you because I already had my fun with Morgan, and Hotch isn't much fun. But you, Dr. Reid, the child prodigy with an absentee father topped with the father figure leaving and a few shots of dilaudid? That's a different story. Of course you'd be the most fun!

"And, besides, with kidnapping Henry , Jack, and you, I have more opportunities."

"What type of opportunities? " Reid asked- afraid of the answer.

"I already answered that, Doctor."

"You want to make more deals? With who?"

"Huh. That's interesting." Foyet said.

"What's interesting?

"You're walking in the middle of night with an UnSub- as you profilers say- and you're not even afraid. Impressive, considering what I'm going to do next. "

Reid opened his mouth to speak, but never got the chance to. Because before he knew it, he was completely paralyzed and being dragged into a van......

Spencer Reid woke up to the sound of a baby crying. Reid blinked his eyes repeatedly- adjusting to the dark. Reid saw Henry in the far right corner- crying uncontrollably. He tried to stand up, but was unsuccessful. His body was still weening off the drugs he was given to become paralyzed. In a last attempt to reach his godchild, Reid crawled to the corner. He picked Henry up, and held him close to his chest.

"Shh........it's okay Henry. Please, just stop crying. I can't help you right now. I wish I could, but I can't. Please, just stop." Reid begged. Tears rolled silently down his cheeks Henry's eyes looked sad as they looked into Reid's. Henry reached up and touched Reid's moist cheeks. Reid held the baby close to him- unsure of what he was suppose to do.

Where was Jack? He thought. Wasn't he suppose to be there too?

"I see you found Henry." Foyet said. "Jack's somewhere else, in case you're wondering." Reid kept his head down- not wanting to let Foyet see his tears.

Foyet walked up to Reid, and knelled down. He pried Henry out of Reid's grip, and picked up a knife. He ran the knife through Reid's hair-almost cutting him twice. "Now, If you don't do what I tell you to, I will kill them both." he whispered in his ear.

Foyet stood up again-with Henry in his hands. He sat the baby down, and picked up a gun- aiming at Reid.

"Tell me something, doctor, what would you do to keep Miss JJ and Miss Haley's kids safe?"

"Anything." he whispered.

"Then take off your vest." a voice behind Foyet said.

"Do it. He's a friend of mine, and I have a debt for him." Reid nodded, and took his vest off.

"Keep going." the man smirked.

"Don't do that. This man's sick. And besides, I don't want to see that." He came around towards Reid, and leaned closer to him.

" I have other plans. " he said before kicking him in the side- where a bruise laid. Reid bit his tongue- refusing to show any signs of vulnerability.

"Say hi to my friend, Dr. Reid. He's a lot like me. In fact, we met in jail. He's part of the reason that I got out. He distracted a few local cops so I could run like hell. He took a beating from them, you know, and wants payback. Now, I am going to give you two options, Doctor. One- my friend takes his anger out on your poor little godchild and Jack. Two? We make a deal."

"Don't touch them." Reid whispered- his voice shaking.

"Well, then let's make a deal, Doctor........."

".....gasp!! foyets eeeeeeevil!!! Please R&R! And I hope I didnt disappoint!"