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Hothc, Gideon, Morgan, Sara and Grissom all rode in the same car, with Hotch at the wheel. The silence hang thick in the vehicle. No one said anything because they were afraid to mention what might become of their friends and co-workers. If the unSub lost his temper for a moment, if they were too late…

It was Sara who spoke first, about halfway to the library. "What do we do when we get there? We don't want to set this guy off, right?"

"We set up," said Gideon from his position directly behind Aaron. "Get SWAT out here. He's got probably dozens if not more people hostage, not even mentioning a federal agent and CSI. First things first, though, we find a way to communicate with our agent."

"Are you sure he'll be alright in there with that psychopath?" she asked, uncertainly. She didn't like the fact that Nick's life could depend all on what this kid said.

"Reid is a skilled profiler," said Hotch. "He knows what he's doing. We have faith in him and his abilities."

"Yeah, but he's just a kid," said Sara, growing frustrated and ignoring the glare given to her by Grissom.

"Okay, that's enough!" cried Morgan, twisting in his shot gun seat to give her a very direct stare. His eyes were hard when he spoke. "The entire time we have been working this case, which if I remember correctly, you all asked us to, you have done nothing but challenge everything and ream Reid out since he stepped foot in your department."

Sara opened her mouth to retort, but Morgan cut her off, blowing off his pent up steam.

"Now one of our agents, our friends, is in a pretty tight spot and I wish I could say he hasn't had to deal with difficult situations before, but that's not the case. He's tougher than he looks, more than you would ever think. Now I would appreciate if for once you would attempt to work with us, because I know you're also concerned for Nick, and maybe in the process we can get both our men out of there safely."

He ended his rant with a well placed glare and Hotch and Gideon didn't chastise him a bit for lashing out. They were both anxious and knew Sara had it coming.

Sara on the other hand, was opening and closing her mouth, looking oddly like a fish out of water, finally shutting her mouth and leaning back in her chair. She knew she had been hard on Spencer, but she just couldn't believe that he was a federal agent, being so young. Therefore, he couldn't be as well prepared for these situations as Agent Hotchner or Gideon, right?

Hopefully, she was wrong. She prayed that Dr. Reid would be able to out of there safely, along with Nick.

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Spencer watched as Samuel pressed the gun closely to his chest and peer through the window. Reid and Nick had heard the police sirens and squealing of tires, signaling their team's approach.

Reid knew what they were going to do next: 1. Call SWAT. 2. Surround the building. 3. Set up and try to communicate with him. He doubted that Samuel would let them in a fifty meter radius of Spencer. Like he said, they were the only thing standing between Benders and jail time. Serious jail time. Like life in prison without parole.

Reid watched as Samuel's face distorted with disgust as he saw the police cars. "I thought you said they didn't want to arrest me!"

Reid had to stop himself from laughing. What did he think was going to happen after murdering all those girls and kidnapping a CSI and FBI agent? "Keeping us hostage is a criminal offense. I work for the FBI, remember? And Nick works for the LVPD. They're just concerned about us."

Samuel looked between the two of them nervously. He was beginning to get anxious, fiddling with his gun and looking at the window expectantly.

"What is that one doing?" he asked Reid, dragging him up forcefully by his hair and shoving him to the window. Reid bit his lip to stop from crying out. His head still stung viciously from the smack Samuel gave him previously.

Reid felt a bit calmer when he saw Jason walking towards the building with a pair of walkie- talkies in his hands. He gently walked up to the locked front door and placed one down on the stair and kept the other, making sure Samuel saw what he was doing.

As Gideon walked back to the team, he briefly made eye contact with Reid, who was still at the window, and nodded encouragingly.

"What is he doing!"

"He wants to be able to communicate with us," said Reid gently. "Know that we're okay."

"He wants to talk me out of keeping you here. He wants me to turn myself in!" cried Samuel angrily.

"He'll try. But don't forget, we can all tell you how we found you, remember? That man there, who just gave you the walkie-talkie? He's the leader of the BAU."

Nick watched from his spot on the floor as Benders eyes traveled to the older man on the other side of the glass. Reid managed to grab his attention with that one.

"You can talk to him, if you just get the walkie-talkie," urged Reid. He would feel a hell of a lot better once he could communicate with Jason.

"No," said Benders simply.

"What?" Reid felt his heart sink.

"I'm not going to get it." He turned to Nick. "You are."

Nick looked up, stunned, head snapping from Reid to Benders and back. Reid nodded slightly, much like Gideon did to him.

"The fed over here might give them a signal or something," said Samuel, waving his head in Reid's direction. "And if I see anything funny out of you, CSI, I will not hesitate to put one of these," he shook the gun, "in your face. Got it?"

Nick nodded. He got up and walked to the door slowly. He passed the other captives, all huddled together. Some cried softly, others just stared at him as he walked by. He nodded reassuringly to a couple of the more upset hostages, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He was scared too, but he refused to let Benders see it. He'd been in worse situations than this…

He opened the door a tiny bit, just enough to reach his hand through and grasped the device in his hand. He briefly looked through the door and saw SWAT, FBI, and CSI's, all together. Well, at least they finally managed to work together peacefully, thought Nick, sarcastically.

Sighing, he closed the door, showed Samuel that he hadn't done anything, and walked back over to Reid, whose eyes looked a little glazed. The kid probably had a concussion…

"Turn it on," said Benders to Nick.

Nick carefully switched it on, watching the red light blink. Then, after a bit of crackling, Jason Gideon's voice came through it and into the library.

"Hello, Mr. Benders."

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Author's Note:

Ta-da! I haven't updated for a couple days because we took a surprise weekend trip. Sorry!

For those of you who don't know, I'm working on another crossover with Criminal Minds and Inception. I would love it if you checked it out! It's gonna be fun and awesome!

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