Peekaboo: Hey again! I know I don't usually post on tuesdays but I was just to eager to get this up. And at this point in the story I just wanted Seaver to fall off the planet and never be spoken of again but I couldn't do that. So...I kinda made her a...You'll see!
BTW: IM SORRY FOR HURTING REID! It's just so necessary...And fun. (Evil. I know)
"Hotch. Can I talk to you?" JJ asked, getting over her shock.
"JJ. What was in that envelope?" Morgan demanded, almost yelling.
"Morgan. Give me a second," JJ used a strict tone, "Hotch?"
Hotch and JJ walked into Hotch's office, and Hotch had a confused look on his face.
"JJ..." he started but she cut him off.
"Hotch it's Doyle," JJ's voice faltered, "Doyle kidnapped Reid."
Hotch's stomach dropped. "What?"
"Look." JJ dumped the contents of the manilla envelope onto the desk. She held up the post it note.
"Oh my god," Hotch just looked at the pictures.
"I'm calling Emily," JJ pulled out her cellphone.
"No. You can't," Hotch grabbed her phone.
"Okay, so you just want to let her run around, while Doyle's men could be hunting her?" JJ said, sarcastically.
"No...I don't know," He admitted.
"Well what are we gonna do?" JJ asked.
"For starters...We tell the team."
"Tell them about Reid or tell them about...Emily?"
"Both." Hotch sighed, "Let's go."
The team sat at the table going over everything again. Hotch and JJ walked in looking serious. JJ put the pictures on the table and the post-it note in the center.
"I want Emily," Morgan read aloud and then he stiffened as the realization sunk in.
"Doyle," Rossi's eyebrows crinkled together.
"But why does he want Emily? She's...gone." Garcia said innocently.
Hotch and JJ looked at each other.
"That son-of-a-bitch. I'm going to kill him," Morgan stood up on his feet suddenly.
"Morgan sit down," JJ put his hands on his shoulders and pushed downward.
"Where's Seaver?" Hotch asked, just noticing she was absent.
"She went to the bathroom," Rossi looked down at the pictures and winced. Reid's arms were gruesome.
"Okay. Well she can get caught up when she gets back." JJ waved it off.
"We have some...news," Hotch continued.
"Emily is...Alive." JJ looked down. She let this sunk in and for a few moments everyone just sat there.
"Excuse me?" Rossi asked, "Could you say that again?"
"Emily's alive," Hotch repeated.
"What the hell are you talking about Hotch?" Morgan half yelled.
"We had to..fake her death so that Doyle wouldn't get to her. We didn't think he would figure it out. But obviously he did and he's trying to get her location out of Reid," Hotch sighed.
"No," Garcia said simply.
"What?" JJ asked.
"No. That's not true," Garcia grabbed her laptop and got out of her chair.
"Garcia. Where are you going?" Hotch asked sternly.
"I'm going back to my lair. I don't want to be here. Emily is dead. i'll go check every place Doyle has a connection with."
"Garcia. Wait." Hotch tried to stop her.
"Sir. Please." And Garcia walked out.
"You lied to us the whole time?" Morgan whispered, in disbelief.
"We had to." JJ stated.
"You couldn't have told us? I mean I'm not that surprised. But still." Rossi pursed his lips.
Hotch suddenly felt overwhelmed. They were wasting time. They were all arguing about Emily and trust when they should be trying to help Reid in whatever way they could.
"Everybody stop it. We're wasting time! We need to help Reid. I don't care about trust or lies or anything right now. I just care about getting Reid back here. We can discuss this later." Hotch yelled and his voice bounced off the walls.
Everybody sat quiet for a moment, startled by how harsh Hotch sounded.
"Well if Doyle wants Prentiss then we need Prentiss to get Reid back." Morgan whispered quietly.
"I don't want to kill Emily off." JJ sat down.
"Well right now Reid is probably getting tortured." Morgan glared.
"We have to find a place that's connected to Doyle in any way." Hotch amended.
"Hotch. We have no idea where he is. He could be in a whole other country." Rossi said.
"Then what do we do?" JJ asked.
"I'll talk to Garcia." Hotch started to walk to he door.
"Hotch, I'll do it." Morgan got up. Nobody objected to this.
"Baby girl?" Morgan knocked on the door of Garcia's office.
"What do you want?" Her voice shook.
Morgan opened the door and Garcia was just standing in the middle of the room with tears running down her face.
"Baby-girl." Morgan went and hugged Garcia, "It's gonna be okay."
"What if it isn't? And then how will we know?"
"We have to trust them." Morgan wiped a tear from her face.
"How can I trust them after this?" She looked up at him.
"You just have to," Morgan amended.
"Easier said than done," Garcia sighed.
"Baby-girl. You know I'm always there for you right?"
Garcia wiped her tears off her face broke away from the hug. She just looked at Morgan and then mock-punched him in the shoulder.
"You know I kinda love you, Derek Morgan."
"And I kinda love you penelope Garcia." Morgan smiled and pulled her into another hug.
"Morgan. How are we gonna find Reid?" Garcia whispered into his shoulder.
"Well we're gonna need the master of all things technical."
"Of course you are. How would you do anything without me?" Garcia laughed.
"See. Now there's the Penelope Garcia I know," Morgan smiled even bigger.
"Well what do you need?" Garcia asked and she sat down her chair.
"What can you get from these pictures?" Morgan watched her closely as she saw the pictures of Reid.
Garcia grit her teeth at the pictures and resisted the urge to rip them in half. Seeing horror was one thing but seeing Reid and horror collide was a whole different thing.
"Hey Derek?" Garcia said, surprising Morgan by her cheerful voice.
"Yeah girl?" He asked, cautiously.
"As soon as you can...You kill this bastard." Garcia said looking back at her screen.
"Believe me. I've already thought about it," Morgan muttered, "Hey. Call us when you get something."
"Will do," Garcia answered, frowning again, "Hey sugar?"
"Yeah?" Derek opened the door to step out.
"Thanks."
"Any time." Morgan smiled and shut the door.
"JJ. Go check on Seaver. See if she's okay. She's missed out on a lot," Hotch ordered JJ.
"Alright," JJ got up from the chair, tearing her eyes away from the sticky note.
JJ walked down the hall, passed Emily's picture and into the bathroom.
Seaver sat on the counter texting away on her phone.
"Seaver? What are you doing?" JJ asked, confused.
"I'm just..uh.." Seaver answered putting her phone away as soon as she saw JJ.
"Who were you texting?" JJ asked, not trying to pry but too interested andconfused not to.
"Nobody," Seaver answered.
"What kind of phone do you have? Could I see it?" JJ smiled sweetly, "I've been needing to get a new one."
"I guess so," Seaver said, handing her phone to JJ, not being able to object.
"What provider do you have?" JJ examined the phone, clicking the unlock button.
"No. Don't..." Seaver started. But she was too late.
On her phone was a text message. JJ gasped as she read it.
"if they get tipped off give me a warning. We'll move him to another building."
"What's this?" JJ asked.
"Nothing. Just..." Seaver's face turned pale white, knowing she had been caught.
"Dr. Reid." Doyle's voice made Reid shudder.
Reid coughed, trying not to move too much.
"I don't know whether I should keep you alive or kill you," Doyle mused as he walked around Reid.
Reid almost told him to let him die. But he held his tongue.
Doyle forced Reid to stand up and then he led them to another room. He pushed Reid up against a wall and Reid fell to the ground. Doyle kicked Reid in the stomach and then they both heard the sickening crack. Doyle kicked again and again and again. He only stopped when Reid was breathing heavy, and shallow breaths.
"I think maybe I'll keep you alive. Just to let you suffer." Doyle smiled and kicked again. Reid somehow managed to get onto his feet, but Doyle just punched him and Reid fell to the ground again. Doyle kicked Reid in the face and in the ribs again before stomping on Reid's leg with such force that it snapped. Darkness tried to enter Reid's mind and he gladly let it in.
"Do you understand your rights?" Hotch asked Seaver.
"Completely." Seaver smiled.
"Where is Doyle. Where is Reid?" Hotch asked her quietly. After they had found out that Seaver was in Doyle's back pocket, the team had reacted the same. They were angry.
Morgan had actually tried to take Seaver out right there in the office.
"Why should I tell you?" Seaver asked.
"Because I don't want you to end up like your father."
Seaver flinched at this.
"If you don't tell us where he is, it's possible you could be charged with murder. Not to mention some other things. So if you tell us where they are that won't happen. "
"So you're saying I won't go to prison?"
"No you'll go to prison. But if you tell us where Reid and Doyle are I'll let you pick one within the state of Virginia." Hotch set the papers down in front of her.
"If you lie deal's off."
They stared each other down and finally Seaver said the address of the warehouse.
Hotch got up immediatly and ran to the briefing room.
"We got it," He said and the whole team was out the door..