A/N Thank you all so much for your review on the last chapter. Made me extremely happy!

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Chapter 8

As soon as Rossi was out they let out a breath of relief. At least one more was safe and sound. They looked at each other, neither one knowing what to expect. What kind of game they would be forced to play next. They'd had time to profile him now and sent out Rossi who was well aware of it. Hopefully he could get them out of there, even if their technical analyst was still in the house without access to a computer

"Hey, Em," Reid suddenly remembered. "Your necklace. You didn't wear that one before right?"

Emily looked down and saw for herself a necklace very different from the one she had put on earlier that evening. "I.. Ehm.. No." She said shortly and looked up to the others.

She brought her hands to the back of her neck to try and remove it, but found that she couldn't. "Can you help me with this?" Emily asked Reid and turned her back towards him, lifting her hair to give him better access.

Reid looked at it and sighed. "There's no way I can remove it from here."

"What do you mean?" Emily asked with a deep frown.

"It's like a lock with a code to get it off."

"Then what does it do?" Garcia asked, worriedly.

Emily looked to the source of the voice and saw how worried her friend was. She looked at the blonde woman and shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know, Pen, but I guess he'll let us know eventually."

There was so much more to figure out about this guy, but they had to take one step at a time.

"How long are we gonna let this happen?" Morgan asked suddenly.

"What?" Will wondered.

"This. He's hurting us one by one and it's like none of us are trying to stop it?"

"How are we supposed to stop it?" Will said. "He has us locked in and threatens to kill us all if we tell the police."

"Only we profiled him as a non-killer. He doesn't have it in him." Morgan said.

"So what are you saying? Next person out of here calls the police?" Emily asked.

"We don't have to go out to do that." Morgan said and fished his phone out of the pocket.

"You didn't think about using that earlier?" Emily asked with raised eyebrows.

"Come on, none of you have thought about using yours either." Morgan said as he unlocked his cellphone.

The others got quiet at that because it was true. They had all been busy with everything else that had happened. But even if they would've remembered to use their phones they would still have the threat of getting everyone killed hanging above them.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you." The voice in the speakers said, halting Morgan's movements.

Morgan looked up and said angrily. "Then come out and stop me."

As soon as he said that a wave of shocks burst through Emily's body, making her crumble to the floor. Reid who was standing closest to her was soon next to her on the floor to see if she was okay.

"Just dial 911." Emily said through, gritted teeth, earning another round of shocks, convulsing her body.

Morgan brought the phone down at the sounds of pain from his friend. "I won't call, just stop it." He said angrily.

"Call them Morgan." Emily yelled this time, breathing heavily.

"And let him kill you?" Morgan spat which made Emily quiet.

"Now when that's settled I want you to split up. One in each hallway. Since our dear Emily needs some time to catch her breath, she and Dr. Reid will not be able to attend this game."

The three that was forced to play this game looked to the woman at the floor and then at each others. They had to do what they were told unless they wanted Emily to get shocked again. That's why Emily had gotten a new jewelry. To control everyone better and show that he was serious about every threat he made.

"Baby girl, you take the bottom, Will take the middle and I'll take the top." Morgan said and the others nodded.

They all knew Morgan's reasoning. Garcia would be closest to other people, then Will and last himself. He was putting himself out there in the biggest danger, but somehow the others didn't argue. Instead they all took their places. Garcia exited the living room to go to the hallway next to the stairs, Will took the stairs to the next one and Morgan continued up to the top one.

"Okay, now that everyone is in their place... Don't forget to dodge!"

The three people only had time to register what the guy had said before things started flying at them. On one of the floors there were discs. Discs your kid would have in their toy gun. Discs in different colors, all in plastic and didn't hurt when it hit the arm once or twice. The rest of them were dodged.

On another floor were balls. Not too big once. Some were Tennis balls and some were golf balls. It only hurt a little when a golf ball hit the leg and when it was all done a breath of relief was let out.

It was on the last floor that nails came flying. They were flying in a fast speed and very hard to dodge. None of them were higher than to the shoulder so as long as you just stepped to the side they wouldn't hit the head. But they did hit the shoulder. They did hit an arm. And they did hit the stomach. Three nails were so far stuck in the body and more were coming. A loud scream echoed through the house with every hit and the blood kept escaping the body. When all the nails were done, this same body slid down to the floor, trying to control the breathing as the blood wouldn't stop. Were they finally going to lose a person?

This was probably the fastest Beth had ever driven. She was never one for breaking all the laws out there and she was sure she was going to have to pay for it later. Either by a cop stopping her or one of those fancy cameras that were put in different places around town to catch people who drove dangerously. People like her right now. If they sent her a picture home she would be okay with it, she could pay that later as soon as everyone were okay. As soon as Hotch was okay.

Beth had taken it a lot more easier when driving Kevin to the hospital and the kids to Jessica.

Jack's aunt had been surprised to see the three of them at her doorstep that late into the evening. Her first thought had been that there was another case, but then Beth would've called and asked her to pick Jack up from school, not come there this late. Then there was also the fact that Henry was with them. Will would've taken care of him if it was a case. So what else could it have been?

She had asked Beth, but she couldn't say much, still hearing the dark voice echoing through the house, telling them that everyone would die if the police came there. She only said that they were in some kind of trouble and that Jessica needed to take care of Jack and Henry in the meantime.

With the realization that the boys might talk she still left them there. There wasn't much more Beth could do there. She was needed back at the house. So now she was speeding, not bothering to stop at the lights. There was a couple of cars honking at her, but she didn't care. She had already taken way too much time getting back to Rossi's mansion.

Another 30 minutes went by before she put the car in park outside the house. JJ was gone, but she was able to see a figure sitting on a flowerpot in front of the house. Walking closer she noticed it was Rossi and luckily he didn't look too hurt. Not like Kevin.

"Are you okay?" She asked while trying to catch her breath.

"Except for the part where I'm going blind and had a nail pierce through my foot, yeah... I'm pretty good."

"We need to take you to the hospital." Beth said and offered a hand.

"No, JJ isn't here so we should wait for the next person to come out. I'll be fine."

Beth hesitated for a moment, but agreed. "So how is everyone doing in there?"

"They're relatively okay. We managed to profile our UNSUB a little so hopefully we can stop this bastard."

"How's Hotch?" She asked cautiously.

Rossi looked up to the younger woman with a sad expression on his face. "JJ took him to the hospital. It looked bad."

Beth didn't even have time to stop the tears from coming. She was't used to these stuff. She wasn't used to crazy men, blood and the person she was in love with being hurt badly.

"But he'll be okay, right?" Beth asked almost desperately.

Rossi sighed. "I don't know. Hopefully."

That was all he could say. Hotch had been gone by the time he came down so he hadn't seen for himself what shape he was in.

Both of their faces turned towards the house when the door suddenly clicked open and someone fell outside.

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