The End and What Its Worth-Chapter 27

Dying Changes Everything

"......As much fun as I am having with this story, I cannot WAIT until I finish this monster! It has 26 more chaps than it was suppose to! Ah well, at least Im having fun :) I hope you guys are too! Pleaz R&R! Ooh, wait! One more thing: Theres a story(or was?) on FF called the Unspoken Pact in which Spencey and Morgan were kidnapped and apparently Morgan knew who was doing it..Does anyone know what happened to it?"

"W-what are you going to do?" Reid asked-flashbacks of the friend crossing his minds.

"I'm not going to kill you, Dr. Reid." Foyet restated. Then, with a serious, almost sad look, he continued. "I'm going to make you help kill me.....''

"What? Why.....why do you want that?" Reid asked, stunned.

"Because I'd die soon anyways. Not only is this damn lifestyle of mine a safety hazard, but I have cancer now, apparently. I figured why not bite the bullet a few months sooner- save future pain and the chance of dying suddenly in front of a costumer. Don't want that happening now do we?" Foyet smirked.

"Where is the cancer?" Reid asked.

"Lungs, but my doctor friend, Tassen, thinks it could move to my brain. He said if it did, I would die sooner than the few months we first thought, and it would be a lot more painful. He gave me options, but I made my own. He wasn't too happy about it, but he really doesn't have a choice in the matter." Foyet answered.

"Why do you want my help?"

"Because I am not going to kill you. I wanted you to help me with something else, but dying changes things. So now you're going to help me die without involving the FBI, go home to your little BAU family, and forget about this whole thing."

"Just like that.....you're going to let me go?" Reid asked in disbelief.

"Like I said Doctor, there's been some complications. " Foyet murmured.

Reid just gulped, letting his hand slip down to his stomach. He had forgotten about the issue he seemed to be having with it today. His action didn't go unnoticed by Foyet, but for the moment it was dismissed.

"My friend doesn't know yet; we can't talk about it in front of him. Agreed?" Reid just nodded his head, finding himself with a loss for words. "We should go now." Foyet said after a moment of silence.

"Right." Reid said barely audibly. Before Reid and Foyet carefully returned to the car- both careful of their own injuries- they shared a knowing look of both fear and worry.

Reid was pushed back down tot he couch- feeling the sudden presence of a blanket on top of him again. 'How am I going to get out of this.....?'

Haley Hotchner was upset; she hadn't seen or heard from her husband in at least four days, and she didn't know where he was. If his team had gotten an urgent case, he should have at least gave her a text saying so. After the fifth day, she had gotten fed up with it, and called the BAU.

"Hello, may I speak to Agent Aaron Hotchner; I am his wife."

"I'm sorry, but his team isn't here at the moment." a secretary answered.

"Do you happen to know where they are right now?"

"No; his team doesn't have a case right now."

"Really?" She couldn't believe this; where was he? "Are you sure."

"Yes ma'am." the timid woman said quickly.

"Alright, thanks anyways." she muttered, angry.

"But there is one thing....." the woman added quickly.

"What is it?"

"I know this is none of my business, and I shouldn't be doing this, but he recently bought a ticket to France."

"France?" Why would he be in France....? "Thank you so much. Have a great day." she muttered as she grabbed a few things from her closet. With that, she hung up. Once she had grabbed a few more things, she entered Jack's room, stuffing a few clothes items into a duffel bag. Deciding it was too short notice to call for a babysitter, she decided to bring Jack with her. "Come one honey, we're going to go see Daddy now...."

The team was on full-alert mode as the had split up on their massive search for George Foyet and Spencer Reid. JJ had contacted the local authorities, and they agreed to let the team help them on their new first priority. "I am glad your team brought this to our attention. I can't believe we never found out he was back in the country. Foyet's a mess of trouble; trust me when I say we want him arrested just as much as your team does." the French-accented FBI agent said quickly. Devion Kurk was the head of the FBI (French Bureau of Investigation); he had taken in a particular interest in the Foyet Case, and he promptly agreed to work side-by-side with the Americans to catch the son-of-a-bitch.

"Thank you for allowing us to help. As you know, Foyet has our youngest agent with him." JJ started.

"If he's still alive." Kurk mumbled. "Er, sorry."

"I understand what you mean; we also believe it is highly unlikely that he is still alive, but we have to remain situated under the assumption he is until otherwise evidence comes up." JJ explained.

"I've heard a few stories about your team- Agent Hotchner,Morgan, Garcia, Prentiss, Rossi, Dr. Reid, and yourself if I am correct." JJ nodded in reassurance. "Some of the greatest minds in the world, I've heard. So far I can't say that I disagree." he smiled. JJ smiled back at his attempt to be light-hearted. But sooner than later, the moment passed.

"So, where exactly has your team set up? I can get my team to cover the areas they aren't."

"Agents Rossi and Prentiss are in the Southwing Street area, while Agents Hotch and Morgan are covering Westpoint. Garcia, our technical analysis, is setting up with your own tech right now. " she summarized.

"Alright; I will have Dave King and Gerald Wolf, our snipers, set up on the roofs on Eastpoint street and James Street. Marcia Reddle and John Wolf will be on Rocketfilt Street."

"Brothers?" JJ guessed.

"Yeah, it was sorta of packaged deal." Kurk smirked.

"Our last agents pair, Jarred Remsey and James Wolley, will be on Citypoint." he concluded.

"Gosh, I just wish that the local cops in America would cooperate just half as well as your team has." JJ smiled.

"Oh trust me, I know how you feel. I'm just trying to make this as easy as possible for the lot of us."

"We have one more red-zoned street that isn't covered." JJ muttered suddenly.

"Then we should cover it; you've worked in the field before." Kurk suggested.

"It looks like we have to." she sighed. Kurk smirked at her before escorting the American outside to the streets of France, on their way to hopefully find Reid....

Haley Hotchner checked into her hotel room and fed her son before taking him outside to start their search for her husband...

".......why Haley, why/!??! hehehe.....this is why she should trust him more :) hope I didnt disappoint! Have I ever said I love you guys? Hehehe... :) Pleaz R&R!"