The Replicator watched them through the security camera slightly annoyed. Why didn't his plan to break them into two sides work? Still, things were going rather smoothly. Doctor Spencer Reid was already in chains in the main hall. He typed instructions into a machine and before the BAU realized a quiet hissing sound coming from the air vent, they were unconscious.

The next time they woke up, they were in a huge room. By Morgan's estimation, the ceiling was nearly 5 metres high and the walls were all made of glass. If you looked out, there was nothing but rows and rows of trees. If you didn't look closely enough, it was as if you could just leapt out into a forest.

The five of them were chained on to a metal bar on one side of the room. Across the room, Reid was chained to another metal bar. He was still snoozing away, and Hotch admired how good John Curtis was. He managed to surpass all the security and get to Reid. Jesus.

That wasn't all. 5 motionless bodies were tied with thick ropes and hung on the ceiling. It was a sophisticated pulley system that seemed to be controlled by a complicated machine.

"Oh God, is that James?" Alex mumbled, squinting at the ceiling.

"Calm down," Hotch said, though his own heart was beating faster than it should. He didn't need to look up to know that Beth was there.

"JayJay," someone called from above.

JJ tilted her head up to see Will covered in blood.

"Me and James, we tried to fight back, but…" Will trailed off, taking in deep breaths of air. "You were right. I'm sorry. Reid's alive."

"Are you okay?"

"I love you," Will shouted down, because he did and he was afraid at the rate the blood was flowing out of him, he might not have a chance to tell her that again.

"I love you too."

Will smiled, even though JJ couldn't see it. He had been a class A jerk to the woman he loved, but it was okay. She loved him and he loved her, and that was all that mattered. Even if he died now, he was happy. At the very least, Will thought, he had a chance to experience what true loved felt like. If they got out here alive, he would damn well apologize to her and beg her to take him back.

"Aaron!"

"Beth, I'm going to get you out of here alive, don't worry. Trust me."

"Damn it, Hotch, how the hell do you think we're going to get out of here? Everyone that could possibly save us is chained up!" Morgan growled.

"Agent Morgan, please calm down!" Erin's stern voice came from above.

"Are we all just ignoring the fact that Reid is there?" Rossi asked, the calmest of them all.

Everyone paused and took a breather. Yes, Reid was right there, dressed in his vest and tie and brown pants.

"Spence!"

Reid stirred, drifting in and out of consciousness.

"I thought I'm supposed to be at the BAU?" he asked, completely unaware of his surroundings.

"I didn't call you, Reid. Curtis did." Hotch said before explaining what happened to Reid.

Curtis waited for everyone to regain consciousness. It thrilled him that he was in utter control of a very skilled team that was trained to catch people like him. Just as Reid started to grasp hold of his surroundings, the ground started to vibrate and a man rose up from under the floor, smirking.

Narcissist. Makes a big entrance to show off.

Rossi profiles him silently.

"So, how y'all feeling today?" he asked, as if the whole team was just chilling in a garden having a picnic or something.

"The weather's great today huh!" Morgan shouted angrily, lunging forward towards him, only to scratch against the handcuffs and cut himself.

"I agree, Derek. So, let's a play a game, shall we? The rules are simple, almost as if I'm letting you win."

Cocky, arrogant, highly egoistic.

"I'll unchain you, one at a time, of course, and we'll compete in a game of my choice. If you win, I'll lower one person a few inches. If you lose, I'll raise one person a few inches. If I win three in a row, I get to pick one person up there to drop completely. If she's lowered, she has a chance of surviving. Once she goes higher than 3 meters, well then, it doesn't look too good does it? Oh, and once everyone up there falls to their death, our dear little supposedly dead friend, Doctor Spencer Reid, will play for your lives. Sound good? Who wants to go first?"

"You sick son of a bitch," Rossi spat.

"Okay, and we have our first volunteer."

He strolls so casually towards Rossi, mocking them almost. He lifts his gun at Rossi's head then unchains him. Even Morgan didn't dare lunge out at him, for fear that he might hurt Rossi.

"You're a former Marine right? Trained to protect the country and save lives. Honorable indeed."

With one hand, he presses a button, allowing a giant water tank (separated into two sides) to rise from below. He instructs Rossi to climb in before jumping into the water on the other side.

"Let's see who can drag that mannequin up first."

This, Rossi thinks, is too easy. There's something he's not telling me.