The End and What Its Worth-Chapter 29?

The Last Resort

"..........Alright, so I have a goal to finish this before I leave next Tuesday. Psh. Like thats gonna happen!! Pleaz R&R! OOOOoh, and I actually did research on the last revelation part (u will understand later) It has been reported and if you want a link I can give it to you :)"

"JACK! STOP!" Haley screamed at her son, who was now entering the foreign hotel. She ran into the building, throwing the glass doors out of her way. "JACK!" But he kept going, ignoring her. The little boy climbed up the stairs, one floor at a time. Finally, he reached the top of the hotel- the roof. Jack giggled as he ran to the very top, his mother close behind him. Finally, Haley caught up with him.

"Jack! You are in SO much TRUOBLE!" she cried as she picked up her son.

It was in that moment in which Haley realized they weren't alone on the roof. She pulled Jack closer to her, getting ready to head off the roof.

"Please, Miss Haley, stay." the man smiled. Haley gulped as she looked up at the man. He looked vaguely familiar to her, as if she had seen him somewhere...

And then she remembered. He was Foyet. Aaron's team had locked the man away, and it had just became evident to her that he had escaped.

"Ah, I see you remember me." Foyet smiled. "Well don't be shy. Come here!" She picked Jack up and slowly walked closer to Foyet. Her eyes darted around, taking in her surrounds.

"Foyet, let them go." Reid said in a cold voice.

"Now, now Dr. Reid." Foyet t'sked. "You know I can't let them go. Wrong place, wrong time. Tell me this isn't fate?" Foyet smirked.

"Please, let us go." Haley asked, although she was trying to stay strong. She knew that the UnSub wanted her to feel fear, but she couldn't help but feel that fear. Suddenly, a new thought occurred to her.

'Why is Dr. Reid here?' she thought. He was just a kid;he had no business in the FBI to begin with. Why was he with Foyet, an UnSub? Was he kidnapped? Here against his will? An apprentice? There were too many possibilities to even consider.

"You shouldn't have came here, Haley. Me and my new friend here were in the middle of something life-changing." Foyet continued. I suppose that you could stay for the show, anyways."

"NO! Let them leave! Jack doesn't need to see this!" But Reid's cries were ignored.

"Why are you here, anyway? You live in America, not England."

"I came to see my husband." Haley said with a shaky voice.

"Why?"

"Because he's here to find you and I wanted to be here for him when he did." she spat back.

"Temper, temper! I guess that runs in both sides of the family, then." Foyet joked.

"Foyet, they have nothing to do with this; they're here for Hotch, not you." Reid said, suddenly finding it hard to speak with confidence.

"Shut up!" Foyet yelled. "Anything related to your precious SSA Aaron Hotchner IS my business!"

Reid had a bad feeling all of a sudden. He had a feeling that Haley being in London wasn't a coincidence, that Foyet wanted to lure Hotch to the hotel. He wanted the team on this roof at this exact moment in time. And kidnapping him, telling him that he was going to kill himself......

It was all a trap.

Foyet was never going to kill himself; he just needed an excuse to bring Reid with him on the roof. He needed Reid to think he needed help killing himself so he could use both Haley and Reid as bait. He was assuming that Foyet wanted two people as bait in case things got messy......

"Let him go." Haley suddenly said.

"Excuse me?"

"Let Dr. Reid go; he's the one that has nothing to do with it. If you want to bait my husband up here you can that with just me." Haley added, her voice growing a bit stronger.

"So let my friends here slip off with your son? Don't think so. " Foyet laughed.

"And why not?"

"Because that wouldn't be any fun. And besides, I have another plan." Foyet answered.

"What plan?" Haley asked.

"Well first off, I'm not killing myself." Foyet smirked. "And I believe the rest of my plan has just arrived...."

"Hotch! We've got something down here!" Prentiss said into her radio.

"We don't just got something down here, it's Foyet!" Rossi added.

"Are you sure?" Kurk and Hotch asked at the same time.

"I've got visual on the area being questioned!" Gerald Wold yelled into the intercom.

"Yeah, I'm heading that way! Back up under-way!" John shouted back, running with Marica to catch up to the scene.

"Pull in with caution; cover each other the best you can. Foyet's a risk-taker, and there's not much he isn't willing to sacrifice to get what he wants." Hotch said.

"I'm coming in! Everyone get into position!" Kurk replied.

"Ready?" Hotch asked one last time.

''Ready." said the snipers.

"Ready."

"Ready."

With that, the hotel was finally surrounded...

"Foyet, please!" Reid begged, finally putting all the pieces together.

All the supplies he had brought...the bag that Foyet wouldn't tell him what was in it....the gun....bringing himself.....leverage.....Whatever Foyet was planning on attacking the team with was hidden in that bag. Now if only he could warn his team.....

But then there was that stupid thought that still worried more about Foyet than his team. Reid tried to shrug it off, but this time he couldn't. The thought wouldn't go away.

And then there was what-another revelation for Dr. Spencer Reid: his stomach pains. When they had first started, it was out of stress and anguish. But after a while, it became real pain. And then there were more symptoms. The headaches, mixed feelings, the moments those mixed feelings left and he was struck with confusion, and the disorientation. When Foyet was looking at his stomach and told him not to worry about it, he had felt a slight stinging in his stomach. Thinking back, he remembered that he had never truly seen what Foyet was doing, but there was something in his hand. ….

A needle.

Foyet had drugged him. With what, he wasn't sure, but due to his symptoms he guessed a small dose of a psychedelic. Maybe an LSD, peyote, or a psilocybin mushroom....In a small dose, he could have easily just felt the little he did. He was lucky Foyet wasn't giving him full doses, or he'd be in serious trouble.

But why would Foyet want him to have those symptoms? Simple- he thought. He wanted him to turn on his team and help him get away again. He hadn't lied when he said that he needed Reid's help; he just needed Reid's help on something else.

So now Reid lay between Haley and Foyet- his team and local cops surrounding them. His common sense said to help his team, but the poison told him that he should only help Foyet. The internal conflict was what Foyet was hoping would happen to Reid. It would almost assure Foyet that Reid would turn, but Reid wouldn't allow that.

Reid watched as Foyet smiled, his attention turning back to the staircase. Both Haley and Reid looked back at the staircase, fearing the worst.

"Foyet, let them go." Hotch said, his hands in the air.

"Ah, Agent Hotchner. Nice of you to join us." Foyet smiled.

"Haley, Jack, and Agent Reid have nothing to do with this. Let them go and take me." he said in a stern voice.

"Huh- Haley here said the same thing." Foyet smirked.

"She was right, let them go." Hotch commented.

Hotch glanced over to his youngest colleague, assessing his appearance. He looked tired, sick, and depressed. He looked almost as bad as he did after the Tobias case. He was going to have to talk to him when this was all over. But for now, he had to take care of the situation at hand....

"Have I ever told you that you're an idiot?" Foyet asked sarcastically.

Hotch ignored the comment, though. "What is it that you want?" Hotch asked. With that, Foyet gave Hotch a smile, his hand reaching down to his side.

"You."

Before anyone could comprehend what was happening, shots were fired in the air and bodies were tossed around.....

"...........at the very most, theres three chaps left. Hope you guys liked this one!!! Pleaz R&R!"