I do not own Criminal Minds. And my thanks to my sister for being my beta.

I am not a 100% sure that this hotel has an elevator. It was never mentioned in my research, just the type of rooms and such. But I am going to do the assume thing again because there are at least three floors.

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Chapter #58

Reid rode up the elevator in the hotel, with JJ, Prentiss, Rossi, Morgan and Harry. Harry was already waiting at the elevator when they arrived. He wasn't really surprised that everyone else came along, even after he only asked for JJ to come with him.

He quickly told everyone what happened and the question was asked if Ashley was raped. He honestly didn't know. Darcy never told him, but asking him to bring a female agent with him, and prepare himself, told him the answer.

He should have gone with the paramedics. Then Julian would never have done this to her. Diplomatic immunity or not, he was going to pay.

He thought seeing his mother being dragged away to the Bennington Sanitarium was his worst day. Then when he was kidnapped and have Dilaudid being pumped into him, or getting off the drug and keeping his sobriety especially after yesterday was the worst day. Today, today was much worse.

He wished that he could trade places with her and spare her the pain, but he knew that he couldn't. He also knew that this was challenging her sobriety, in fact he had thought of getting something for Ashley to feel numb again. Except he knew full well that sooner or later, she would have to face it.

He saw everyone's reflection in the elevator doors and he knew that once he entered the room, he wasn't SSA Dr. Spencer Reid anymore. He was Spencer or Doc. He was her boyfriend, her support system and her shoulder to cry on. He was off this case.

A bodyguard stood outside the room and Morgan had to flash his badge. "Boss said only Dr. Reid, with a woman and Harry are allowed to come in."

Reid was about to object when Rossi stepped through, flashing his badge as well. "We are only here for Ashley. We don't care of what your boss has been into. Would you please tell him that we are here and we are not leaving."

"One moment," the guard said.

Darcy and Dr. Grant were still with Ashley. The yellow comforter that was on the bed, was now hanging over the entrance way, giving them privacy.

Ashley watched him from her safe place. She looked down, seeing that she was completely nude. She covered herself with her hands.

Then she felt her right hand being pulled away. She watched on the screen of how Dr. Grant was holding her hand and gently digging underneath her nails. She knew that she was digging out any DNA that she could find.

"Shit," her voice said, realizing that it was Reid's DNA underneath her nails. She dug her fingers into his shoulders while they made love earlier. This was going to hurt him.

"We are almost done," she said in a soothing voice. When she was done, she nodded at Darcy. He sat on her bedside, taking her hand, blocking her view with his body. She knew that this next part was hard and very grateful that he was here and not letting her see it.

"Excuse me boss," she heard one of his guards calling through the makeshift curtain.

"Yes."

"Dr. Reid and Harry are waiting out in the hallway."

"So let them in," Darcy said.

"Well boss, there are four other FBI agents waiting with them and they said that they are not leaving." Ashley saw Darcy rolling his eyes up, shaking his head. She could see that he couldn't believe what his guard had said and was doing.

He turned around, "Are you going to be OK for a few minutes." She nodded.

He turned his attention back to Ashley. "I will be right back, sweetheart."

"No, no, no. Please don't leave me. I don't want to do this alone. I don't want Spencer to see me like this," her voice begged. But Darcy never heard her. He gently set her hand down on her side and left the two women alone.

Reid waited with everyone else for a few minutes. Darcy opened the door.

"I'm sorry. He takes orders literally," he explained. Reid could see the annoyance on his face. Darcy stepped aside, allowing the team to enter the room. Darcy took off his latex gloves, tossing them into the trash.

"I'm Darcy Edwards, I am a close friend of Ashley," he introduced himself. Reid noticed that he didn't introduce his guards to them.

"SSA Agent Derek Morgan, this is SSA Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau, and David Rossi. I assumed that you already meet Reid," Morgan said as he flashed his badge again. "Our boss is coming soon, he is at the hospital overseeing the investigation there."

"No, actually we haven't," Darcy said. "But I wish it was under better circumstances." Reid nodded.

"I have a doctor, Dr. Stacy Grant who is checking her out in the other room," he said, pointing to the bedroom area.

"She is a good doctor, I trust her. And she had dealt with rape victims before." Reid's stomach dropped, wanting to throw up. She was raped.

"She's," he started to say when they heard a big thud from the bedroom.

"I said no," Ashley angrily said from inside the curtain.

Reid quickly went into the bedroom, ducking behind the curtain. He saw Ashley huddled against the wall between the bed and the wall. The doctor was on the floor on the other side of the room and medical equipment was scattered all over.

"Who are you? Never mind, get out," Dr, Grant ordered as she climbed to her feet.

"I'm Spencer," he said.

"It's alright, he's her boyfriend," he heard Darcy from behind.

Reid turned around, seeing Darcy helping the doctor up. JJ was standing behind holding the curtain close, blocking everyone's else view from the room. He went over to her as he unclasped his holster and handed it to her. He then handed his FBI badge.

"Trust me," he whispered. She nodded.

"Oh, I need one of you go to my car and get my Go Bag and Ashley's bags," he asked. He handed his car keys to her.

"Give us a few minutes," he said. JJ nodded again then leaving him.

As Darcy and Dr. Grant made their way, she whispered, "I need to do a rape kit on her."

"No," Ashley said.

Darcy leaned closer to Reid, "Fight back," he whispered. Reid knitted his eyebrows together, not understanding of what he meant. Fight back with who?

Once Reid was alone with her, he shred off his sweater and offered it to her. She ignored it, bringing her knees up and started rocking back and forth.

"Honey," he said as he laid the sweater down at her feet. He crouched down in front of her. She ran her hands through her hair, grabbing it at the back of her neck and holding on to it as she continued to rock. She was starting to make a low thumping sound when her body hit the wall.

"Honey," he said again. "Can you look at me?"

She slowly looked up, "Doc," she said.

Tears started to roll down her cheeks as he opened his arms up, stepping closer. He wrapped his arms around her and she buried her face into his chest and cried.