In the end, the only thing we regret are the chances we didn't take. -Unknown

"Morgan?" Reid asked, growing concerned for his friend when he saw his friend rolled over on his side. He started to move before realizing he was actually chained to the wall. Jeeez, the lawyer was either paranoid or creative - Reid wasn't sure which he'd prefer. Luckily, the chain stretched long enough for him to reach Morgan. Morgan's arms were chained to the wall and his feet were as well. "Morgan?" Reid asked again.

"Ouch," Morgan muttered hoarsely as he spat out blood. "Dammit," he hissed as he tried to curl in on his side.

"What happened?"

"He told me," Morgan said, exhaling, "That his brother killed this kid who was no older than like five, after, well, you know. He said that's why he gave Hotch all the info - because he wouldn't stand for that young of a kid being killed and tortured."

"So why'd he beat you up?" Reid asked, finally noticing the sink that was within his reach. He went over there and got the rag and soap before seeing the key. There was a note attached on a blue sticky note, which Reid quickly picked up.

Reid,

Morgan's beat bad. I guess he thought he'd get away with just sex, but I wanted to see him in pain. And I'm in charge, so I get what I want. The key is for your cuffs. You'll be able to move around freely. You won't be able to escape though.

Morgan's cuffs stay on. He pissed me off.

There was no name at the end of the note but Reid knew what it was. He unhooked himself before he grabbed the bucket. At least the man would let him bandage up Morgan; that was more than the other unsub would do. Reid prayed the man would actually get arrested.

"What's the note say?" Morgan asked as he attempted to curl in on himself a bit more.

"'Morgan's beat bad. I guess he thought he'd get away with just sex, but I wanted to see him in pain,'" Reid read carefully, trying to determine Morgan's reaction before going on further. He continued, "And I'm in charge, so I get what I want. The key is for your cuffs, you'll be able to move around freely, you won't be able to escape though. Morgan's cuffs stay on. He pissed me off."

Morgan winced as Reid put the note and bucket of water down before clearing the blood off of Morgan's face.

"Reid," Morgan winced at the idea, "We have to use this. Use this too-"

"No," Reid said. He knew what Morgan was going to say. Use Reid's freedom to their advantage.

"Hear me out," Morgan whispered.

"No!" Reid said as he cleaned up Morgan's blood.

Morgan sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Reid ignored him and cleaned up his blood. The last time he'd tried to escape Morgan had actually spent the month in the hospit-

…

Hospital.

The last time he'd tried to escape they'd assaulted Morgan badly and actually paid for a month's hospital stay. Of course, they were constantly monitored and that was after they believed that the team had been killed at their expense.

It had been the lawyer who had insisted Morgan go to the hospital after his brother's brutal beating. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Morgan tried to grip his wrist and failed awkwardly. "Check for cameras," he said.

Reid nodded and did a thorough search, including the bathroom. Nothing seemed like a bug. Not that it mattered, he was willing to take the chance. "What're you thinking?" he asked, careful to keep his voice low.

"You remember three months in?" Morgan whispered. He closed his eyes, "Reid," he whispered, "You were right when you said you wouldn't judge me no matter what… right?"

Reid nodded quickly, wondering what Morgan had been keeping secret from him.

"The reason I never got nights off was because those were nights with the lawyer," Morgan whispered.

"What?" Reid asked, his eyes widening. "Why did he -"

"He claimed I owed it to him for hospital visit. He did it for like, a month or two. Just things here and there. I didn't tell you because…. well, didn't really seem worth mentioning. It was never long. But-"

"Now he's got a fascination with you," Reid said slowly.

Morgan tried to nod. "He's not going to let me go, Reid."

Reid winced and leaned back against the wall, holding the wet rag to his own face. "What're you thinking?"

"When you escaped last time," Morgan said, "He said he had contacts. He beat me bad because he knew he could take me to the hospital. We didn't have hope then."

"We have hope now," Reid whispered, knowing what Morgan meant. He grimaced. "Garcia's phone number is still the same. If he leaves us unattended for any length of time-..." he let his voice trail off, "but if I try and escape you'll be hurt."

"Yeah," Morgan said, "But let's face it. If we stick around, we'll both be hurt."

Reid winced and hit his head back against the wall. "Fuck."

"Don't do that, we don't need more of us injured," Morgan said gently. "What do you think?"

"What if he doesn't take us to the hospital?"

"If I'm going to die, Reid, I'm going to die trying. If he lets me out of the cuffs, I'll try and escape. My concern is that the lawyer likes to punish the other for their mistakes. Look, Reid, if I try, you'll be hurt…"

"You think I feel any better knowing if I try you'll be hurt?"

"He took me to the hospital last time. He fancies me. He doesn't hold that same fascination with you," Morgan said carefully, watching Reid's reaction.

"That doesn't make me feel better," Reid muttered under his breath.

"Please, Reid. I can't attempt an escape attempt like this… you can."

Reid let out a shaky breath. "What're our best options?"

Prentiss sighed as she herded out the kids. It was a fucking zoo, over 100 in total had been rescued. No gunfire had been shot and it had been relatively lucky. Right now they were herding the kids towards the safe house when Jason came up to her.

"Where's Reid and Morgan?" he asked.

"Michael's brother has them," Prentiss said. She saw no reason to lie to Jason.

"Oh," Jason said, looking thoughtful. "Do you think your boss dude has any maps?"

Prentiss blinked. "Um. Maybe?" she asked, brushing off her blood from her t-shirt and walking them over. All the other kids had been sent off to another safe house to figure out their stories and what would happen next for them. "Hotch?" she asked, gesturing with her head and wincing.

"What's up?" Hotch asked, departing from the crime scene. Rossi had gone with the kids to the safe house.

Jason backed away from Hotch, and Prentiss could've slapped herself. She'd forgotten for a second that Jason had been one of the escorts; no wonder why he didn't want to talk to an alpha male. Most of his life he'd been hurt by them. "I need a local map," she said.

"Um…" Hotch grabbed one out of his truck. "Here."

"Oh, this is recent," Jason spoke up. "Um. If I tell you something, you won't hurt me right?"

"Of course not," Hotch responded.

"Good. Cus I think I might know where Morgan and Reid are." At Hotch's hopeful look, Jason said, "Might."

"At this point, kid, we'll take anything we can get," Hotch reassured him.

Reid turned the doorknob, "Morgan, it's unlocked."

Morgan moved so that he weakly raised his head. "It's probably a test."

"Should I-" Reid asked, frowning.

Morgan nodded weakly, "Yeah, go ahead. Please, Reid. It's worth it - I'll be okay."

Reid frowned, "I'm coming back for you."

"I know, now get the fuck out of here, alright?"

Reid nodded and closed the door before turning the corner. He made it five feet down the hallway before he saw the lawyer. He groaned and held up his hands before turning around.

"I'll make you a deal," the lawyer said. Reid tried to skirt away, but couldn't. The man smiled and kissed his neck. "If you have sex with me, you can go free, what say?"

"What about Morgan?"

"He stays. For now."

"I..." Reid frowned, God, Morgan, tell me what to do.

Your question: Should Reid say yes or no? :O

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