Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm so happy that you all like the JJ, Reid and baby scene in the last chapter. I loved writing it and I've done a nice bit at the end between Reid and Henry. I see JJ, Henry and the baby as a pure beacon of innocence and Reid needs to stay around that after losing his own. Enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think, I love to hear your views.

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Hotch and Rossi stood outside the hospital room where Lincoln Peters was recovering. Rossi had practically had to drag Morgan away from Lincoln.

"You ready to do this?" Rossi asked. "He's going to try to push us to do something we'll regret. We can't give in to that, Hotch. He kidnapped and abused Reid, I don't want you to go in there if you can't handle it."

"I can handle it," Hotch said defiantly. "I need to talk to him. He kept Reid for a reason. He could have killed him at any time over the last year, Brandon didn't need Reid to stay alive. I want to know why he kept him alive."

Rossi nodded and opened the door. They walked in to see Lincoln in the bed, his face swollen with bruises and cuts. He looked up at them with the one eye that wasn't swollen shut. Morgan had broken four of Lincoln's ribs and his arms. Deep down, Hotch really wanted to give Morgan a raise.

"Hello, Agent Hotchner. Agent Rossi."

"How are the ribs?" Hotch said.

"They'll heal, unlike Spencer. How is the little bitch?"

"Spencer will heal and he is fine. He'll enjoy watching you sit in the chair to fry after the trial. We have all the evidence we need on you. You'll pay for what you did to him. You'll pay for what you did to all those men. I want an answer to a question. You kept Spencer alive for a reason. It doesn't match how you target your victims. Why did you keep him alive?"

"I had fully intended to kill him after having him in my house. Brandon gave him to me to do what I want. He didn't care. Were you aware of Spencer's status before I kidnapped him?"

"What do you mean about his status?"

"I'll always be Spencer's first," Lincoln smirked through swollen lips. "He begged me not to do it the first time. I figured it out and made him tell me after. He'd never been with anyone before. Man or woman. I marked him as mine that first night. He screamed and tried to fight the first time. When he screamed and fought, they were my favourite times. I hated when he would just lay there and stare at the ceiling. He went somewhere that I couldn't get him."

Hotch shook with anger as he looked at Lincoln. Rossi stepped forward to give Hotch time to calm down and digest what he had just been told.

"Why make the others hurt Spencer?" Rossi demanded.

"To make them have a memory they would never forget. To make Spencer realise that no matter who came after me, I'd always be his first. You know the funny thing. I think one of the men really enjoyed. Enjoyed it a little too much. I killed him the fastest. His name was Oliver Holmes. He got a little rougher than the others. The other men were gentle and cried as they did it. Oliver didn't. He even made our boy bleed. I couldn't have any competition. He was another me in the making."

"Why were you going to kill Spencer? You had him and you could have run with him. Instead, you raped him one last time and went to drown him."

"I didn't want to," Lincoln sighed, heaving his shoulders up. "It's because of you I needed to get rid of him. He carried too much heat with him. I didn't know the son of a bitch hid the cellphone. Oh, you should have seen him when I was giving him what he enjoyed. He screamed, cried and the best moment, that was when he woke up for the rest of the fun. His eyes are just so expressive when he's afraid."

Hotch walked next to the bed. He looked into Lincoln's eyes. "When they put you in the chair, I'll be on the other side of that glass with Spencer. He'll smile when you die. He'll smile and he will know that he won. He beat you, Lincoln. He's going to walk through the rest of his life, out in the world, knowing that he made it through all the pain. You can be assured that he will never go through pain again as long as we stand with him."

"He may walk through the rest of his life, Agent Hotchner, but make no mistake, he will never forget me. He'll scream in his nightmares and he'll remember every time I took him to my bed and used him as my personal bitch. The past is always there, it never goes away."

Reid stared at his meal and kept his hands on his lap. The meal looked delicious and he wanted to eat it but he couldn't shake away the idea of the monster coming and shoving his face in it. Blake came into the room and sat across from him. She noticed that he was so deep in thought, she doubted he knew she had even come into the room.

"Spencer, are you there?"

He snapped out of his daze and looked at her. "Oh, hello."

"Why aren't you eating your food?"

"I'm not hungry," he lied.

"I know you are hungry," Blake sighed. "No-one is going to make you do something you don't want to do. Your food is your food and no-one will take it away."

"I'm just not used to this. You have to understand. I spent a year living off mushy messes of potato and porridge. I keep thinking someone will make me do something for it. He made me pleasure him so I could eat. He used to put things in my food too."

"Like what?"

"It wasn't all the time," Reid said quietly. "Only when he thought I was thinking about trying to get away. He put muscle relaxants in my food, strong ones. I remember eating and then falling against the table. He picked me up and did things. I wasn't able to move the entire time. Another time, I think he put LSD in my water. Nothing made sense and he truly looked like a monster that day. It was ten time worse with the LSD."

Blake made her way around the table. She picked up the fork. "May I?"

Reid nodded. She put some chicken on the fork and ate a small piece. She grabbed a new fork and gave it to him. "See, nothing is in there. I'll sit across from you if you want. No-one will make you do anything for food again. You have food, when you want to."

Taking the fork, he began to eat slowly. Blake sat across from him and smiled gently. It was going to be a long journey for Reid. One they would all take with him.

Hotch walked into Morgan's house to find Garcia and Reid watching Doctor Who together. He didn't disturb them, he made his way into kitchen where he found Morgan drinking a coffee. "Hello, Morgan."

"Hey, Hotch. Is the son of a bitch in pain?"

"Remind me not to get on your bad side," Hotch said. "I spoke with him. We know why he kept Reid."

"Why?"

"Morgan, Reid was a virgin when he got kidnapped according to Lincoln. He said that Reid told him. He had planned to kill Reid but that's the reason he kept him alive. He used the others to make Reid realise that he would always be his first."

Hotch jumped as Morgan violently threw his cup of coffee into the sink, shattering it into pieces. "Son of a bitch!"

Knowing there was no use trying to calm Morgan down, he stayed back.

"That isn't true. I mean, Reid has known women."

"You know how sensitive Reid is when it comes to contact with other people. We don't much about his personal life. We need to talk to him."

Morgan walked past Hotch and into the living room. He picked up the control and paused the television. "Kid, we need to talk."

"What about?" Reid said nervously.

"Hotch spoke with Lincoln at the hospital. Is is true? Did you ever have sex before he took you? With woman or men. Were you a virgin?"

"Reid, what is he talking about?" Garcia asked.

"He was lying," Reid said quickly.

"Don't lie to us, kid."

They watched as he brought his knees to his chest and put his head on them. That answered their question. He came out of his hunched place and stood up.

"Yes, I was a virgin. I thought it would stop him. Like a stupid idiot, I told him. None of you know what it is like!" he yelled as he lost control and began to cry. "You have no idea what it is like to wake up every day, away from your home and your family, to wake up and realise that he's coming for you but you don't know when. I thought it was over when you got me back. He got me again. He can always catch me."

"Sweetie, please calm down."

"Don't tell me to calm down, Garcia! I woke up in the back of that car and I screamed for him to stop. I screamed for help and I cried because yet again, I became nothing but his whore again. You all worked with Brandon for over ten months. You replaced me with a monster. I'm scared to eat, to drink and to sleep. I wake up expecting him there next to me. I'll talk about things when I want to. Not when you demand me to!"

Reid walked as quickly he could past them, he grabbed the banister and felt pain as he went up the stairs. They heard a door slam moments later.

Curled up in the bathtub, he laid on his side and let the tears fall.

"Oh, Spencer," the monster said in ecstasy and he finished. Reid cried into the gag and wished he was somewhere else. He felt so much pain. The monster rolled off him and went to clean himself off. Reid struggled violently against the restraints. He stilled when he felt hands over his body, his restraints got removed. He tried to scramble from the bed but he got dragged back and turned over.

"That was wonderful. I certainly had a good time. I knew you were good in bed. Bet the others thought so too."

Reid avoided his eye. "Spencer, you've had others. Haven't you?"

The monster removed his gag. "Please, let me go. Hnnn..you took what you wanted. Just let me go."

"You're were a virgin," the monster gasped.

"No, I wasn't!" Reid panicked before he tried to get away. He cried as the monster pinned him down.

"Tell me the truth or I'll do it again."

He stayed silent making the man angry. He watched the man prepare again.

"I was a virgin," Reid gasped quickly before breaking down. "Let me go! I won't come back and I won't tell anyone. I have a family. Please, I want to go home."

"You're never seeing your family or your home again."

He opened his eyes and came back to the present. He began to rock back and forth.

Garcia came into the bathroom, half an hour later. She had wanted to give him space after he had run upstairs. She found him asleep in the bathtub. "Oh, Reid."

Reid sat in his bed, reading a book. He looked up when he saw his door open. He got a surprise when Henry came into the room with a small present in his hand. "Hi, Henry," he smiled gently. "What are you doing here?"

Henry walked over to the bed and jumped on it. He handed the wrapped present to Reid. "Open it."

Reid took the present and opened it slowly. He smiled tearfully as he brought out a small key ring, shaped like a book. He turned it over to find a message.

Happy Birthday, Uncle Spence.

You're the best Uncle in the world.

Love Henry

"You missed your birthday, Uncle Spence," Henry said sadly. "Mommy and me got it, for when you came home. I know mommy is lying about you."

"Come here," Reid said. Henry climbed up and sat under his godfather's arm. "I wasn't undercover but I don't want you to know what happened. I just want you to know this. I missed you every single day I was away. I missed you so much. Uncle Spence is very sad because he was away for so long. I don't want you to know everything because I want you to have good memories."

"Don't be sad, Uncle Spence. Please."

Reid felt himself begin to cry, he took a deep breath and looked at his godson. "I'm trying not to feel sad. Seeing you again, has made me very happy. So happy that these are tears of joy. Henry, I promise you that I will keep you safe. I'll keep you both safe. Little Spencer and you. For as long as you live, I'll be there to keep you safe."

Henry wrapped his arms around his godfather's neck and hugged him. "I'll protect you too, Uncle Spence."

Reid felt tears fall as he heard his Henry's words. He hugged him back. Henry came away and sat against Reid again. "Can I stay for a while?"

"Of course you can," Reid nodded. "Want to watch cartoons?"

"Okay," Henry nodded before grabbing the remote. Reid turned on the television and found some cartoons. They watched and laughed when Scooby doo saw the ghost and ran. It was moments like these that Reid knew, had kept him alive. Good memories with his family.

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