"I promise nothing will happen to you."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

My head pounded and my eyes were hazy. Slowly they opened to reveal a dark, not well lit, room. I looked down and I was tied to a chair. I tried getting my senses back. What happened? I though back to when the mail man came to the door.

"Package for Mr. Derek Morgan?" I opened the door and got a crack on the head knocking me out cold. I looked around to find I was alone. About after ten minutes of my struggling a man came in.

"Hello Michelle…" I expected it to be my father but I was wrong.

"Who are you?"

"What, you don't remember me?" I looked closer at him,

"Oh my God…Mr. Brian?" He smiled at me,

"Ah, so you do remember."

"Wh-what are you…why?"

"Because," He was in my face and I could see anger and vengeance in his eyes. "My son was taken from me by your father! So, I thought I'd just return the favor…or better yet, I'm sure your friends a Quantico would pay a good price for you. You see not only is my son dead, but my brother was arrested and is facing the death penalty. So maybe they would trade him for you, or maybe one of them would trade places with you." He held up two pictures. Spencer and Derek.

"No! Please I beg you don't. Not them, please not them!" He punched me. He hit me in the mouth and spat blood out. He proceeded to punch me until I was sure was sure I was all black and blue. He left me there for what seemed like hours. Just then the door flew open and he sat a cam cord down in front of me and then a lap top.

"Let's say hello to your friends at the BAU shall we…"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hotch pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Just as we were discussing what to do next a video popped up on our screen. It was Michelle. She bloody and bruised.

"Hello, Behavior Analyses Unit. As you can see I have your precious little Michelle. Now I'm willing to let her go…but for a price. You see I don't really care what happens to her just like her father didn't care about what happened to my son!" And with that he hit her again and Derek about jumped at the computer while Reid held on to his chair so tight his knuckles turned white.

"What's your price?"

"My brother…Samuel Brian."

"Samuel Brian?" I knew who he was,

"A man convicted of killing three women before dumping their bodies in local parks."

"Ah you know him Hotchner."

"Yes and I'm sorry but we can't do that." Derek and Reid both looked like they were ready to kill me.

"Well then, I have another option for you… One of you…for her."

"I'll DO IT!" Both Derek and Reid screamed.

"Aw, but she must choose." She looked up at him in horror then her face went stone.

"No."

"If she does not choose, then I have but one choice." He pulled out a whip and cracked it in front of her. Tears ran down her face as she let out a strangled gasp.

"Choose someone."

"No." He cracked it again.

"Choose one or face the pain." Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"No."

"Once more…choose…"

"Pick me baby girl…please…pick me…" She looked up to him. She had a look of defiance in her eyes ,

"No…" Derek's head fell. He yanked her to her feet and pushed her up against the wall,

"Don't move." He pulled his whip back and cracked it on her back. Again and again we heard the crack of he whip and her cries of pain. Derek was on the ground his face in his hands sobbing. While silent tears ran down Reid's face as he turned away in disgust. Then when the whipping had stopped we saw her. He threw her to the floor and she just stayed there, her back to us. She didn't move. Her cries had stopped and we had no way of knowing is she was alive or dead.

"You have eight hours to either release my brother or bring me my son's killer." He looked down at her and stopped down beside her, "Or else I'll just have to send her back in pieces or a mangled mess. Your choice." And with that he left. Once he was out of the room and gone for at lest five minutes JJ tried to talk to her,

"Michelle…Michelle…"