"Are you ready for this Spencer?" Hotch asked glancing over at a very pale Reid. "You know there's a chance that she could be-" "I know Hotch you don't have to say it." Reid mumbled looking down at his long hands. He was terrified.

They drove up to the farm; it had fields filled with dead plants, and a few stray chickens roaming about desperately searching for some form of food. Reid walked over to the chickens, which were all surprisingly thin. He reached into his bag and pulled out the crusts from the sandwich he had eaten earlier for lunch.

"Here you go." He whispered as he dropped them onto the floor and watched as all four of the chickens fled over to the crusts. When he looked behind the chickens a few feet away he saw a few scattered dead chickens, their thin corpses dirty and mangled. Hotch followed his gaze, when he noticed the dead animals he put his phone to his ear and told Morgan, who was still on his way with JJ, to ring animal protection.

They both carried on walking, through the fields and paths filled with dead birds. After a few minutes they reached the farm house. With their guns raised Hotch kicked the door in, "FBI!" He yelled as he franticly pointed his gun around the room. Reid filled in next to him his gun pointing slightly lower.

They couldn't see anyone, but a light was on so they knew someone was there. They walked over to the kitchen looking around for a suspect, or any sign of Cara, but nothing. Reid dropped his gun to his side and rubbed his eyes. "She's not here hotch, let's just go." Neither of them could see anything, and there were no more rooms, just a living room, kitchen a bathroom and a bedroom.

As they walked to the door to leave, Reid heard a muffled sound. He stopped in his tracks. "Hotch!" he said raising his voice. "Yes I heard it too." Hotch whispered. Then again a sound was coming from beneath the floor. Morgan and JJ walked in, "Hotch," JJ said, Hotch put his finger to his lips motioning for her to be quiet.

They both pointed their guns to the floor, as Hotch moved the rug sitting in the middle of the carpet away. When half of the rug was gone they all could see a small door in the middle of the floor, the hatch not quite locked.

Morgan moved over to it and opened it, immediately pointing his gun into the hole. A staircase ran down into the floor, at the end of the staircase a room opened up around them. They walked into the room one by one, looking around for Cara or her kidnappers. As they looked around they heard another scream, "Shut up, you brought them here, keep screaming and I'll gut you like a pig." A man with a scratchy New York accent yelled.

Reid rushed through the door next to the stairs. He stood in front of a very long hallway. He rushed to the first door quietly opening it, and searching for Cara. Hotch, JJ and Morgan did the same. Another muffled female scream echoed through the walls. "I told you to shut up!" The man snapped.

They all got to the last door, Reid kicked it down with all the strength he had. He wasn't usually the one to do it but the adrenaline in his veins made him. A man with dirty blonde hair, and a scar along his chin, turned to face them, the knife in his hands immediately went to Cara's neck.

She lay on a small wooden bed; her white dress covered in what Reid assumed was her own blood. Her previously long hair was now cut to her shoulders. Tears of relief and fear rolled gently down her pale cheeks.

"Don't ya come any closa or I'll slice her throat." He screamed. Reid, JJ, Morgan and Hotch all stood in a line before the door, their guns pointed up at the man holding Cara. The man looked frightened and angry, but then a flash of relief came to his eyes, as he glanced up. Cara went to scream, but the man held his hand around her mouth.

Suddenly the man screamed in agony, as Cara spat a chunk of his flesh out of her blood covered mouth. She screamed, "Behind you!" Reid turned just in time, for a Latino looking man to slice a knife through his shoulder; Reid yelled but shot him just in time. The cut wasn't very deep so he ignored it.

The man fell backwards, and JJ ran to Cara's side as the other man got up off of the floor. Holding his hand he slapped JJ off of the bed and quickly launched himself on to Cara. Morgan shot the New Yorker straight in the chest, but he wasn't quick enough.

Reid looked up at Cara, she was holding her stomach; she looked up at Reid and gulped, "He stabbed me Spence." She burst out in tears, Reid ran to her, holding her in his arms. "You're ok, everything is ok, you will be ok." He cried, tears spilling from his dark eyes.

She weakly stroked his cheek, looking up into his eyes. "Eva will be fine without me; she has such a kind and amazing father." She whispered. Reid closed his eyes letting warm tears spill on to Cara's check.

"I'm sorry I never told you." She whispered a twinge of guilt resonating in her tiny voice. "I was afraid you wouldn't want her." She cried. "I didn't want her to get hurt. Please tell her how much I love her, and please tell her when she is older and ready, that I am sorry I couldn't be here for her. Tell her that I tried and I fought, because I did. She whispered tears slowly sliding down her cheeks.

"Please don't leave me." Reid whispered holding her cold body closer to him. "I don't want to do this alone, I-I love you, I always have. I wish, I wish," He cried breaking down and holding her to him.

"I'm sorry, I love you too." She said her eyelids fluttering. "So, So much." She whispered her breath stopping and her body going limp. Reid stared at her closed eyes, his tall shivering body numb and his heart breaking. Morgan walked up to him, gently rubbing his shoulder. "I'm sorry man." He said tears flowing from his own eyes, and his voice breaking.

Reid didn't respond, he looked up at the other agents. JJ sat on the floor, sobbing, and Hotch held his hands to his eyes, desperately trying to hide his tears. Reid buried his head into Cara's limp shoulder, his muffled moans haunting the room.

Three Weeks later.

Reid stood hand in hand with Eva. Her tiny lips trembling as she watched her mother's coffin being lowered into the ground. Reid threw a picture of him and Cara into the grave, letting one of his greatest memories of her stay with her forever.

Eva had put her favourite bear Glitter into the coffin in with her. She waved her little hand at the coffin, saying her final goodbye. Other people threw in different things, most of them being white roses. Everyone Reid had ever known as a teenager was there saying goodbye, to a much loved women.

Todd Cyril confessed after he heard his two colleagues Robert Samms and Carlos Manuel, had murdered Cara, and where also deceased. He had arranged everything; including hiring two of his block mates from Las Vegas Penitentiary. He was given life in jail.

Reid and Eva walked out of the cemetery and over to Reid's new car. "Are you ok?" he asked looking down at his tearful daughter. "I miss mommy." She sniffed. "So do I honey, but she's gone to a better place." He said his voice breaking slightly as he spoke. "Why, she's my mommy, she should be here with me." She cried.

"Why would god take her away?" She whimpered as Reid pulled her up into his arms. "I'm sorry Eevee so sorry." He said tears forming in the corner of his eyes. Eva buried her head into Reid's shoulder, as they got into the car.

Authors note.

This isn't quite the end of the story; there is one more chapter after this one. So please don't stop reading. Thank you all for your support, I really appreciate it. Thank you and Love to you all. 3