Alex knew she only had a limited amount of time. And every second she wasted on packing the specific items he had requested, she knew that they were probably getting closer and closer to the house.

Shoving some of her most intimate items of clothing, or rather undergarments, into the large duffel bag, Alex held back the urge to cry. She could only think of what was about to happen to her as she looked over the silk slips and lace bra and panty sets that she was placing angrily into the bag. But also, of how this man, this monster, knew about these things.

The ringing of her phone set her into a panic. It had been ringing and ringing off the hook for the last ten minutes. And she knew it was Spencer. Calling to try and stop her, if he even knew what she was doing.

But she couldn't stop. Not when he was at risk of being killed…all because of her.

She hadn't noticed that she was crying until she was flying down the stairs, tripping over her feet as she went and nearly falling. She regained herself fast and sprinted down the remaining steps, tossing her bag to the floor as she entered the living room.

There was one last thing she needed to do. Something that he hadn't asked her to do, but she was going to do it anyways. And if he was watching, and he saw it, she was sure she would be punished. But she didn't care. She had to let Spencer know.

Grabbing a piece of paper from a notebook, and a pen, Alex started scribbling it all out, how sorry she was, and how thankful she was, and how much she wised that it hadn't ended like that. And how much she wished they'd had more time.

She finished writing and folded the note, addressing it to Spencer, and then she was out the door, not even locking it as she rushed to her awaiting car.

He had simply told her to drive away. Drive and he would tell her what to do. So that's what she intended to do.

Jumping into her car, she started it up and shifted it into drive. And just as she was about to press down on the gas pedal, she noticed something.

Across the street, still running with someone inside, was a blue truck.

He was watching her…the whole time, he was watching her.

Fear rushed through her, and she looked away from the truck, her eyes filling with tears as she slowly pressed onto the gas and turned out of her drive way.

She looked back only once. And when she did, she saw that the truck was fallowing her.

&

"She's still not answering!" Spencer cried out as they turned another corner.

"Try her again!" Connor yelled.

Spencer pulled his phone up to his ear and pressed the redial button only to get constant ringing.

"Nothing." He yelled, snapping the phone shut. "Adam?" Spencer turned and looked in the back seat to where Adam was sitting, his phone pressed to his ear.

"No…he's no answering…"

"Dammit!" Spencer cried out.

"We're almost there Reid…just hang on a bit longer…" Derek called, trying to comfort him. But it didn't work, and for the rest of the car ride he was tense.

"Her car's gone." Connor called out, as they pulled up to her house. "What does that mean?" He asked, looking to Spencer.

But he didn't answer. He simply undid his seat belt, pulled his gun out, and jumped out of the vehicle, rushing up to the house first.

"Reid wait!" Derek screamed at him as he and the other agents and police officers fallowed.

He got to the door and stopped, breathing in deeply as Derek and Aaron arrived behind him.

"Reid…lemme go first." Derek whispered, slipping in past Spencer. "Ready?" He called, and they nodded. "One…two…three!"

Derek pushed the door open and Aaron rushed in, gun drawn, as Derek fallowed with Spencer behind him.

"Clear." Spencer called, rushing into the kitchen.

"Clear." Aaron called from the living room.

"Clear!" Derek called from upstairs.

"Reid…you might wanna get in here." Aaron called softly, and Spencer rushed into the living room. "It's addressed to you…." He whispered, lifting up a folded piece of paper.

Spencer looked at it, and right he knew it wasn't good.

"Is she here?" He heard Adam called, and suddenly the brother's were both inside the house.

"She's gone…" Derek said sadly.

"What's it say?" Aaron asked, looking stern and angry, not paying attention to the brothers.

Spencer sighed heavily as Connor, Adam and Derek crowded around, with David, Emily and JJ right behind them.

"Spencer. This is the only way. He said he would kill you because of what happened. He saw it all. He saw us. And I won't let someone else I care for be hurt because of my stupidity…"

"He saw what?" Connor asked, looking up at Spencer. "What did he see?"

"What do you think?" Derek snapped, pushing Connor and Adam away from Spencer.

"Please, don't be angry with me for what I'm doing. Because as afraid as I am of what's going to happen to me, at least I know you're safe. And for me that's really all that matters."

"She's sacrificing herself for Reid?" Emily asked, looking up at Spencer astonished.

"Keep reading…" Aaron whispered.

Spencer nodded, before continuing. "I wish we could have had more time. More time to get to know each other and be with each other. It would have been great. But I will not risk your life for that. Not when I can solve the problem. Please don't worry about me I'll be fine. I would ask you not to look for me but, you will. It's your job. A job you do very well. If you don't find me, or you do and I've keep killed…"

Spencer cut himself off there and swallowed hard.

"It's okay Reid." JJ whispered, reaching up and placing her hand on his shoulder. "Keep going."

Sighing heavily, Spencer finished reading the letter. "If you don't find me, or you do and I've been killed, don't linger on it. Move on. I chose this path, and there for the consequences are my own fault. Not yours. So please, don't feel at fault. I would never blame you for this. Keep up the good fight doc. Alex."

Spencer folded the paper and looked up at his fellow agents, expecting looks of anger and shame. But he was greeted with worry and sadness.

"We have to find her." Derek whispered. "She's going to him which means he'll think she loves him. And if she makes one wrong move…"

"Don't." Emily snapped in a whispered, cutting him off. But Spencer knew what would happen.

"When did she call you?" David asked, looking to Spencer.

"Half an hour ago, tops." Spencer answered, pushing the paper into his pocket slowly.

"She can't have gotten that far." Aaron whispered. "We need to find her."

"Wait a minute, maybe we're looking at this all wrong. How do we know Casey actually has her? How do we know he just didn't tell her to leave? Or that she chose to leave on her own?" Emily asked, looking around at all the agents.

"Did you see anything odd in her bedroom?" Aaron asked, looking to Derek.

"Her top drawer was wide open, nothing inside of it."

"That's not usually where woman keep your sweaters and t-shirts." JJ whispered, looking to Emily who nodded.

"So what do we think?"

"He told her to leave." Spencer whispered. "He told her to call and tell us not to go after her, and he told her what to pack…"

"So he wanted her to only pack her bras and underwear?" Connor called, standing close enough to hear the conversation. "Why?" He asked, looking slightly sickened and worried.

"Sex." Spencer whispered.

"That's where it started!" David noted, connecting it all together. "It's the one thing that she offered him, but never fallowed through with. And he's been trying to get her to give into it ever since then."

"The gifts?" JJ asked, looking at him oddly.

"Jewelry, flowers, candy. All these items are things that you would give your significant other in hopes of having sex."

"That's been what he wanted all along." Spencer whispered, looking around. His eyes stopped when he looked into the kitchen. "That's what he saw…" He whispered, before walking out of the living room and into the kitchen.

"Reid?" Derek called, as he fallowed him.

"He saw us…" Spencer whispered, looking at the floor where they had been the night before. "He was watching…" He repeated, remembering what she had said in the letter.

"Reid, I'm not going to ask you what happened here last night with Alexandra. I'm pretty sure we all know." Aaron called, and Spencer slowly turned around and faced him. "I think you're well aware of the consequences that you're gunna have to deal with when we get back. But as of right now…"

"You can't take me off this case Hotch." Spencer called, stepping towards him with desperation in his eyes. "Not now. Not yet."

"I'm not." Aaron said softly, looking up at Spencer. "You started this with us, and you're going to finish it."

"Thank you." Spencer smiled.

"Alright. You two." Aaron turned fast and faced the brothers. "Where would Casey have taken her? Does he have an apartment here? Or a hotel room?"

"No. He was staying with me." Adam's explained.

"His mom has a place." Connor added. "But he wouldn't go there."

"Why not?" JJ asked.

"She's really uptight. Wants him to have this weird life that she thinks is right. Perfect woman who'll cook him dinner and dress properly everyday." Connor shrugged. "She's from the south. It's all southern bells and debutants down there. That's what she was, and that's what she wants for Casey."

"He dated girls like that. All the time." Adam whispered. "Always with the perfect hair, and the perfect cloths…Why would he go from that to Alex?" He looked up at the agents, confusion on his face.

"But Alex was a deb." Connor said suddenly, looking at his brother. "Remember? She went south to her mother's home town?"

"Wait." Derek called, holding up his hands. "Where's Alex's mom from?"

"Actually…" Realization crossed Connor's face. "The same place Casey's mom's from."

"Is Casey really close with his mother? Talk to her a lot? Talk about her a lot?"

"Yeah." Adam nodded.

"All the time."

"Call's her every day."

"She's everything mommy hates." Emily noted thinking about Alexandra as she looked up at Aaron. "But she's also good to bring home to her."

"In his eye's she's the perfect woman." David noted.

"And she went to him willingly." JJ added.

"Morgan, get Garcia on the phone. Get her tracking Alexandra's cell phone. If she has it, and it's on, we can find her. We're on the road in five." Slowly, Aaron turned and faced Spencer, as the others sprang into action. "Reid?" He called softly.

"Yeah?" Spencer answered, looking up at him, almost in a daze.

"I promise you," Reaching up, Aaron placed his hand on Spencer's shoulder. "We're getting her back." He paused, seeing Spencer's blank expression. "You know that right?"

"Yeah…" Spencer nodded as his determination to get her back spiked. "I know."

&

Alex tried to stay calm as she drove. Trying not to cry. And trying to stay focused.

But with the large truck behind her, fallowing her every move, it was getting harder and harder by the minute.

And finally, when she pulled over onto a deserted street, she'd had enough.

Turning her car off, she took one deep breath, before jumping out and rushing to the now parked truck behind her.

"Hey!" She screamed, marching forward to the blacked out windows. "Why are you fallowing me?!" Alex yelled, as she reached the truck, before banging on the driver side window. But nothing happened.

"Open up you fucking scum bag!" She screamed, smashing her fist onto the widow.

Suddenly the window rolled down, and Alex backed away, ready for anything.

"Alex?"

"Casey?" She asked, looking shocked. "What the hell are you here?"

"Are you okay?" He asked, pushing open the door and stepping out.

"Wait…you were fallowing me?" Alex asked, backing away.

"Alex…I was at Connor's when they arrested him and Adam. And I wanted to make sure you were okay." He was coming closer and closer as she backed away.

"Casey…why were you fallowing me?"

A smile appeared over his features that scared her. "I was worried about you." He cooed. "I heard about what's going on with Connor and Adam and…" He paused and took one large step towards her, reaching out and touching her bare arms. "I wanted to make sure you were okay."

Fear rushed thought Alex as she looked up at his loving expression. "It's you." She whispered, tears forming in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid Alex." He smiled, pulling her towards him.

"It's…you." She gasped, as his arms suddenly folded around her, pressing her against him.

"You'll be safe now. I promise." He whispered, before his lips pressed against the top of her head. "And so will Spencer Reid." Alex flinched in his arms. "So long as you stay with me." Pushing her away from him then, Alex looked up to see that his expression had changed. "And you will stay with me." He said angrily, dictating to her what she would do, no longer asking. "Wont you?" He added.

Alex nodded, as a tear streamed down her cheek. "Yes." She whispered, bowing her head, so that he couldn't see. "I'll…stay with you."

"Good!" He cried out happily. "Now." He added, his tone darkening, forcing her to look up at him. "You brought the things I wanted?"

"Ye…yes." She nodded, still close to him.

"Including the dress?" Alex nodded. "Wonderful. In that case, get your bag and get into my truck. We have to make a stop before we go to our spot."

"Our spot?" Alex looked up at him, confused.

"Of course!" he smiled happily, but she still looked confused. "You remember don't you?" Alex watched him, unsure what to say. "Don't you?"! He said angrily, grabbing her arms and squeezing them.

Alex snapped her eyes shut with pain. "Yes!" She cried out as his grip got tighter and tighter. "I remember." She whispered, as his grip slowly loosened. "I remember." She repeated, taking a deep, strangled breath.

"Good. Alright then!" He called out cheerfully. "Let's get you bag, get that dress out, get you changed and be on our way."

Pulling her along with him back to her car, Casey opened it up and pulled out her suitcase, before opening it and pulling out a very old fashioned, and rather dated dress that Alex had gotten from her mother.

"You'll look beautiful in this." He smiled, holding it up. "And she'll just love you."

Alex looked up at him as he looked over the dress. "She…?" She whispered, more fear washing over her.

"Yes." Casey nodded, looking down at her. "She's always wanted someone like you to be with me. You're everything she's looking for." A evil grin crossed his lips. "And you're all mine."

A cool chill rushed up Alex's spin as he softly started to chuckle.

&

"Garcia said her cell phone is still bouncing off two towers." Derek said angrily, snapping his phone shut as they turned down another street.

"So basically she could be anywhere between those two towers?" Connor asked, leaning forward.

"Yeah…basically." Derek said softly, as he looked to the passenger seat at Spencer. "You ok kid?"

"I'll be okay when she's safe." Spencer answered softly, looking over the papers in his hands.

"Find anything?" Adam asked, also leaning forward with Connor and looking at Spencer.

"No…at least I don't think so…" Slapping the papers down on his lap, Spencer looked up out the window, his face twisted in deep thought. "Did Casey ever tell you about…introducing these women to his mother? The ones she would have liked?"

"No." Adam shook his head.

"Never. He always said they weren't good enough. That they were missing the one thing that she would really like." Connor added.

"Did he say what that was?" Derek asked, glancing back at them in the rear view mirror.

"Something about being a real woman?" Adam turned and looked to his brother. "Having life skills? Not being primped and proper but being…real? Something like that?"

"Yeah. He thought it was important that she be proper but also have lived."

"He wanted her to have life experiences." Derek said, looking to Spencer who was once again looking at the papers. "Why?"

"Debutants are usually very proper and never act out. They always do as their told and never say no."

"That's it!" Connor said suddenly, snapping his fingers. "He said that his mother always wished she'd been able to say no to his father. He needed a woman who could say no."

"And that's something that Alex is really good with."

"But she wouldn't say no to him." Spencer whispered, looking away from the papers yet again. "She wouldn't risk saying no and having him hurt her."

"Or you." Derek whispered, looking over at his fellow FBI agent.

"But she would." Adam said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Derek asked, as both her and Spencer turned and looked at the brothers.

"Alex would say no. Even if she's with Casey and he's threatened to kill you."

"Why?" Spencer demanded.

"Because that's who she is." Connor whispered.

"And that's why he wanted her."

Spencer watched them for a moment and then looked at the clock on the dash board. "Do you know where his mother lives?"

"Yeah." They both answered.

"What are you thinking?"

"He would want his mother approval over anything." Spencer whispered, his mind racing. "He would want her to approve of Alex before he even thought of doing anything else."

"Are you sure?"

"If he's as involved with his mother as Connor and Adam say, then yes."

"So?"

"Call Hotch." Spencer whispered, shutting the file in his lap shut. "We're going to see Casey's mother."