Who is the Victim Here

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Chapter Four.

BAU Headquarters

Thursday

It is late afternoon of Thursday, the bathing and feeding of Hotch occurred many hours before and our agents are frustrated by the lack of knowledge in discovering where Hotch is and now the weather is against them. A blizzard is predicted within the next 24 hours and if they don't find him before then, they probably won't. According to the statistics of Reid, the longer it is, the less likely of finding him and with the snow screwing up communications and satellite reception, they are becoming desperate.

Angie keeps looking at the plasma and watching the now sleeping man in the cage. She finds him amazing that through all this, he believed that life was worth the treatment he has received. If only he knew that unless a miracle occurs and he is found; he will be dead tomorrow by noon. Her parents died at 11:57am and Steven died at 11:58am. She has no doubts that he will be dead at 11:59am. She feels bad for the man, but doesn't know how to stop it unless they find him. It would be a shame to kill such a strong and courageous man. She wonders what makes him different from all the other men that she has met in her life, excluding her brothers. She finds men to be cruel, heartless and people who like to give pain not anything else. They are pretentious, stupid, and dishonorable to themselves and to the people they claim to love. They think that the muscles they have in their arms are what is important and yet most women want a man to respect more than a man to just protect. Other than her brothers, she never met a man like that and even they have difficulties sometimes realizing respect and dignity is more important than powerful muscles and the ability to break down a door. If you can break a door, what makes you think that I would trust you to not try to break me? The man on the screen before thought that living was more important than keeping his adult male pride intact and she thought that is amazing.

She feels around her and looks at Rossi and says, "Hello."

"Penny for your thoughts."

"There is just something niggling at me about the cage and what somebody told me once about them. I can't seem to grab hold of it. It is just a faint wisp of fluff in my head and yet I think that it is important. I am not sure what it is I am trying to remember, especially since we are running out of time."

"We will find him in time."

She just kept thinking and looking at this man and then looked at the stick that they used to 'clean' Hotch and something flashed in her mind. Something a person said to her a long time ago about how a mother animal cleaned their infant baby and what would it be like if humans did that. Of course, humans could not; they have a completely different type of tongue and abilities for using the tongue. But if you look at the stick that was on Hotch, it could look like an animal's tongue, rough and get gentle for cleaning. She finds it hard to wrap her mind around this idea because the person who talked about it couldn't actually do it. He supposed to still be in prison.

Morgan was watching her watching Hotch and noticed that she might be remembering something important. He asks, "What are thinking?" She turns and looks at him and hesitantly, I might know who is doing this. Over twenty years, I was dating a man, who was into animal biology and he once talked about how mother animals would clean their babies using their tongues. The tongues are quite raspy and have segments that catch and clean the baby of anything stuck to its skin or fur. I was looking at that stick that they used to clean Hotch and how they cleaned and it reminded me of the way he talked about how a momma cleaned her baby."

"Are you saying that's what they are treating him like, an animal?"

"Yes, think about it."

"I don't want to think about it."

"Don't be stupid, the unsub calls him a baby puppy, he is chained and not allowed to stand, the way she cleaned is the way a mother bitch would clean her pup. He is forced into that cage, which has only warmth in the room on the wall and he has cuddle up to it to get warm, that they make suckle from a nipple on that same space. I didn't say I liked this idea but it is what it is."

"Stay here." He goes over to Rossi, Prentiss and Reid and told them about what Angie had said. They look at her and see what she is seeing. Rossi walks over to her.

"Okay, you've convinced me of what they are doing to him. Do you know who it might be?"

"He is supposed to still be in jail. They would have told me if he was out, wouldn't they?" She looks fearfully at Rossi.

"Who is this man, Angie?"

"I was the main witness to testify against him in a rape case twenty years ago. He raped fourteen women and possibly more but no others came forward to testify. I had known him for several years before the case came up and actually counseled some of the women he raped and assaulted. His biggest mistake was thinking that I was a pushover and wouldn't testify just because I knew him. He was given multiple sentences and I was told that he would probably never get out."

"What was name?"

"Donald Francis Johnson, St. Paul Minnesota."

"Garcia."

"On it, Donald F. Johnson, released from the Minnesota Correctional Facilities at Stillwater three months ago, says he was released on parole early for good behavior. Claims he was a model citizen prisoner."

"What else does it say about him?"

"He had a sister who was living in New York and I have an address in Pennsylvania for him. It looks like it was his parents and was given to him and sister on their death."

"Any information on his sister."

"Not yet sir, she's has only a state ID from twenty years ago, otherwise there is nothing in her name."

"What was her name twenty years ago?"

"Jacqueline Susanne Johnson, current age 42, unknown address or job or anything."

"What was their mother's maiden name?"

"Carter."

"Look for something under her any combination of those names."

"Okay, let us see what I can find. No hits except for Susan Carter, she has a New York ID and address and job."

Angie speaks, "It can't be Susan, I've known her eighteen years, and she is my personal assistant and lives with me." The others look at her stricken face when she realizes that her most trusted confidante could be the person who has taken this gentle man.

Rossi says, "Now we know who might have been the one sending you the flowers for all those years." Angie face crumples in sobbing pain.

"I've trusted her with everything in my life, how could she betray me like that?"

"What did you do to her brother?"

"I accused him of rape because that is what he did and sent him to prison. Oh, god, she killed mine and never let me have peace on the anniversary of his death. Garcia, triangulate the signal of this live feed to that place in Pennsylvania, bounce it off the address in New York."

"I got a hit that has to be where it's coming from." They checked out where the location and see that it is about seven hours of drive time. They begin to call in agents to head a swat team up to the area and called in the local agents to meet them there.

Angie says, "I am going with you."

Rossi answers, "No, you're not."

"I am still a medical doctor, I can help, that man is going to need help to get out of there. Let me check him out so that it can be done with the least amount of pain to him."

"You are not trained to do this and can't guarantee your safety and I don't want you hurt."

"If you go, I go."

"I am trained for this."

"Trained, schmained, I don't care. I am going. If that place is set up exactly my dungeon, I can get you in there with no loss of life or time. We have a blizzard going on outside and your boy isn't going to survive much longer. Remember, 11:59 am is the likely time of death. You need me to come; I need to help your boy."

Spencer finds it interesting in the fact that she keeps calling Hotch a boy and says, "Let her come Rossi, I think she's right." She looks at him with mild surprise.

"Stay near me." As the team heads out to the SUV's in the parking lot, they cannot use the jet because of the blizzard and all air traffic is stranded. The can only drive there and hope they make it in time.