The End and What It's Worth- Chapter 18

No One Wins

".........Merry Christmas! Here's your present: let's see who gives me a present back..... :)"

Spencer Reid had a plan. George Foyet wanted to play games with him, so he would play games back. If him and his team had to risk their lives to play Foyet's silly little game, he would at least make it as hard as possible for Foyet to enjoy. He would use every trick he knew and play mean and dirty- just like Foyet.

Reid visibly jumped when he heard the door behind him open. Foyet smiled, pleased at his guest's reaction. "I hope you have a plan, Dr. Reid. I really don't like killing children, and I doubt that you will like me killing Miss JJ's only child." Foyet said.

"I do have a plan, actually." Reid murmured.

"Oh goodie! Now, share with the class, Dr. Reid." Foyet smirked.

"You need to get a new identity. If you're going to be leaving the country, you can't draw attention look suspicious." Reid started.

"You can't look suspicious either, doctor." Foyet reminded.

"I've taken care of it, trust me." Reid said, trying to sound confident.

"Now, why would I trust you? One, you're a FED, two, I'm threatening your godson and humans act off of revenge; it's in our nature. " Reid chose to ignore Foyet's comment, and continued to share his plan with Foyet.

"I used my badge to pull up your license number, birth certificate, and criminal records. I did the same with myself. I took off our names, and put false ones. I am now Josef Spence, and you are Allan Wolf.'' The Reaper nodded, signaling for Reid to carry on.

"As for our pictures, I used the same general make-up of our skin and such, but changed our clothes, hair color, weight, and heights. We will wear high-top shoes to change our own height, and because I only changed them by and inch or two, you should be good. The weights are very similar, but we don't have to worry about that. One, they won't actually check your weight, and two, people's weights change all the time." Reid explained. "The rest of it, like what we will wear and how we know each other, I left blank. I figured it would be best I you thought of that.

"I already had our passports, birth certificate, new licenses, and plane tickets printed out. All we have to do now is add the picture." Reid finished.

"Very good job, doctor. But I wouldn't expect any less of you. Henry's life is at stake here." Foyet said. "I have some old clothes in my closet that I used for other crimes when I needed to change my appearance. None of them will fit you, though. I suppose you remember my friend? The one who wanted to, uh, well you know."

Reid nodded. Of course he knew who Foyet was talking about. The man had wanted him to take his clothes off. People didn't generally forget people like that.

"From the look of horror and disgust on your face, I am going to assume you understand who I am talking about." Foyet smiled. "Anyways, he has a part-time job he uses as a cover-up. Hot Topic. He can get you some clothes, and take care of your hair. And I think he would like to do that." Foyet said, smiling at Reid wider.

Reid gulped. He didn't like the sound of that. The last thing he wanted was another visit from that creep.

"I am going to cal him now. Go ahead and take your vest and tie off- I doubt you'll be needing them. Stay in here- I will be back later." With that, Foyet whipped out a disposable cell phone, and dialed a number as he left the room.

Reid pushed his legs up against his chest, and used the near-by wall as support. He closed his eyes- dreading the arrival of Foyet's 'friend.' He knew that Foyet was right- his friend probably would in fact enjoy dressing him.

Reid sighed- knowing that this would most likely be the last few days of his life. 'At least I will die knowing Henry's safe from Foyet.' he thought.

After a few minutes, Reid started to drift off. After that, time began to blur, and either minutes or hours passed by. But after a while, he heard the door open, and his eyes opened too.

A man carrying two bags smiled at him. Foyet's friend had returned. "I heard you needed a new identity. Lucky you, I know just what to do with you." The friend put the bags on the floor, and signaled for Reid to stand up. Once Reid stood up, the man looked over Reid, sizing him up. Reid tensed up under the scrutiny of the man's gaze. The man circled around Reid, looking him up and down.

"Good, I think I bought just about the right size." he murmured. He finally stopped circling him, much to Reid's relief. He reached down for a bag, and put his hand inside it. He pulled out a pair of skinny jeans, and thrust them at Reid. "Put them on." he said with a smile. "I'm not leaving until I see them on you." Reid nodded slowly, understanding he was going to watch him change. He quickly pulled off his black pants, and donned the skinny jeans. He tried not to pay attention to the friend's eyes that never left his body. When Reid had them on, the man signaled for Reid to turn around. Once he was happy with the way they fit, he went back too his bag.

"Here- try this black shirt on. It's suppose to be tight, by the way. That's how the kid's wear them." he said. Reid noticed that the friend could barely contain his excitement, which only made him more uncomfortable. Reid turned away so his chest wasn't facing the friend. Reid could almost feel the man's frown. Once the black shirt was on, he turned around again.

"Good, good. Looks VERY nice." the man smiled. Reid never once met the man's gaze- feeling too exposed in the tight clothing. "Foyet's gonna be very happy with me. But we're not done yet. It's time to change the rest of your appearance.

"Your hair is long and curly. I am just going to flat iron it, and dye it black. Your face is pale, good for a goth-like look. I am going to use black mascara, purple eyeshadow, and I am going to paint your nails black. Don't ask- that's how the kids do it these days."

Reid gulped, wondering how he could have ever gotten him in this situation. He just hoped his plan worked, or he wouldn't be the only one paying the price........

"...........hehehe.........I know I am mean :) Happy holidays! And pleaz take my poll!"