A/N: Thanks for the reviews! This is a shorter chapter but its just to see what's going on with Elle. Her thoughts are in italics. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or any of its characters. I also do not own any chapters that are named after lyrics from Hedley's song "Villain".

Chapter 3 – I'm so Cold and Far Away from Home

When Elle regained consciousness, she struggled to open her eyes and when she finally did, all she saw was darkness.

Ugh, I must be blindfolded.

She groaned loudly. She had a terrible headache; it felt like her brain was pounding against her skull. She ignored the pain as best as she could as she tried to analyze the situation that she was in.

All that she could remember was being in her kitchen. She was about to reach up into her top cupboard to retrieve a bowl so that she could give Sebastian a little bit of milk when she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist. After that everything had gone black.

Now, she was bound, gagged, and blindfolded, and she felt something on her forehead that she presumed was dried blood. Her hands were tied to something behind her back, it felt like wood, and her legs were outstretched in front of her with her ankles tied together. All of her muscles were tense and her senses were in overdrive. She shivered furiously as she felt a breeze from above hit her.

Bastard must have a window open.

She was positioned on a cold floor in only her underwear. Her best guess was that she was in a basement. It felt like concrete.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she caught the sound of someone breathing heavily. She stopped squirming against the coarse rope and tried to ask while she was gagged, "Who's there?" She couldn't control the venom that seeped out through her words. More than anything else, she was extremely pissed off. She wasn't scared. No, she had learned that fear was a very vulnerable emotion in this kind of situation a long time ago. So she didn't feel scared. Something was really wrong with her, because while emotional intimacy with Reid had scared her, being held against her will was nothing.

The male stranger chuckled at her stifled words. "I was wondering how long it would take you to realize that I was here."

She faintly recognized his voice; it was deep and harsh, but not enough to call him by name. She sat as still as possible as she heard footsteps walking towards her. She felt him run his hands through her hair as he untied her blindfold. Her eyes adjusted quickly and she tried to see his face but it was dark and from what she could see, he had a hood up.

He whispered in her ear, "I'm gonna take out the gag now, but its no use to scream, we're in the middle of nowhere, nobody will here you, okay?" She nodded once to show her understanding. He slowly took the piece of fabric out of her mouth and let it fall around her neck. She spit out the blood that was in her mouth as he walked over and sat on the bottom of what appeared to be a staircase. Elle looked up and saw a thin beam of light coming from under a door at the top of the stairs. She was right; she was in a basement.

She looked at him out of the corner of her eye as he stared at her. She shivered once again as another winter breeze hit her. He walked slowly up the stairs and flicked on a light switch. Elle quickly shut her eyes, giving her pupils a chance to gradually adjust.

"I like it better with the lights on," he declared with a snicker.

Elle opened her eyes and took in the features of the basement. It was completely bare. The walls weren't painted and the floor was uncovered concrete, as she had suspected. From what she could see, it didn't seem to serve any purpose whatsoever. The only items that she saw were her articles of clothing that were in a pile near the foot of the stairs.

When she looked back at him he had pulled his hood down. "Surprise!" He said grinning. She recognized him right away. He lived across the street from her and his name was Ken Decker. He was attractive and handsome but her instincts had always told her that something was a little 'off' about his personality. She trusted her instincts, so therefore she had never spent more time with him than necessary. He had been living in the small one bedroom house across the street when she had moved to Washington D.C.

"I already know all about you, so I'll tell you a little bit about me." She was glad that he wasn't making her talk because she wanted the time to profile him before he made her speak so that she knew what to say to calm him down and what not to say to anger him.

"I grew up in Baltimore. My parents divorced when I was nine after my only sibling committed suicide when she was fourteen. I went to college for one year before I dropped out. I was married briefly when I was twenty-two, it only lasted for three months, but she was a bitch and a whore anyway. And now I'm thirty-two and I write the sports column for an independent newspaper in town. I live across the street from you and I've been trying to get your attention for the last year."

He has a temper, that's for sure. This seems to be his first planned offence…obsession maybe?

She shivered involuntarily once again.

He sneered as he took a pair of what she recognized as her underwear, out of his pocket. She screwed up her face in disgust as he sniffed them.

Pervert.

"Oh I took these out of your hamper, hope you don't mind. Just to let ya know, I didn't look at anything while I was taking your clothes off. I was tempted to be sure, but I decided it would be more fun if I explored you while you were awake." He walked over and kneeled down in front of her. He leaned in and brushed his lips along her jaw line, she pulled as far away from him as possible, but it was no use since she was tied to a piece of support wood that came down from the ceiling. "I can't wait to hear you scream."

She brought her knees up to her chest and placed her feet on his stomach He was completely taken aback when she pushed him back as hard as she could, sending him across the room. When he hopped back onto his feet he smiled at her manically. "I like 'em feisty. This is gonna be fun."

Reid, I need you.

A/N: For those of you who have followed this series, then you might remember that I have had Elle mention Ken Decker a couple of times and now you know that it was for a reason. LOL. In the next chapter, we'll get back to Reid and find out a little more about Elle's past. Review!!! :)