Hello my dearest of all friends, you know who you are. Another chapter for you here. This is the teamdealing with everything and our favourite doctor running into a bit of trouble with the unsub. Enjoy. PLEASE review

"I've been thinking..." Reid held the front entrace door ,of New Scotland Yard, open for the rest of team.

"Well there's a shocker." Garcia scoffed latching onto Kevin's hand. There was a still dry laugh from the rest of the team; it didn't feel like a laughing day. "Wow," she frowned."Tough crowd."

"Sorry babygirl, but I just want to fo to the hotel and pretend this day never happened." Morgan rubbed the side of his head in frustration.

"I know," Prentiss agreed holding onto her bag. "Those poor kids."

"Yeah, kids with bad lives suffering for the fact they had bad lives." JJ speculated dimly. "

"Well, I'll be glad when we can put this one away. They have terrible coffee here." Rossi slung his brief case into the back of one of the SUV's.

"Ok, I want you all to go back to the hotel and get some good sleep. Tine difernce is a bitch,." Hotch rubbed his eyes sleepily.

AT THE HOTEL

"Good night!" Reid yelled down the corrior at Morgan.

"Night genius!" was the sarcastic reply. Sighing heavily, Reid threw his satchel over the back of the decorated chair in the middle of the hotel room. Chuckling to himself, Reid noticed how the BAU always seemed to book the hotels with almost identical rooms.

"Good evening, Doctor Reid." a harsh female voice hissed behind him.

Spencer was surprised to sind the television in his room on and the video playing was that of a familiar face. It was Ingrid Daniels. Looking around, Reid noticed the DVD player was on meaning that this wasn't live; that made him feel a little more at ease.

"Well, this is new." he nodded slowly walking towards the door to call the team.

"Don't call for team Dr. Reid." Ingrid said through her gritted teeth.

"Now that was spooky." Reid found it would be easir for this if he heard the sound of his own voice.

"I need you to come outside." Ingrid's voice wavered slightly. She kept glancing to the right of the camera, she was probably reading everything being said.

"Oh no, I'm not falling for that one. Im a genius remember." Spencer smiled smuggly like the unsub could actually see him.

"I... I guessed you would be a little hesitant." Ingrid gulped. Spencer watched as a large fist came down onto her, with a yelp Ingrid fell to the floor. Dragging herself back to the chair, Spencer saw a thick river of blood running from her lip. "I'm gonna kill you for that." she spat to the side trying to get some blood out of her mouth. This earned her another punch, but this time, when she fell to the floor, the unsub heaved his foot deep into her stomach. Spencer watched as Ingrid clambered back up and stared into the camera again. "I'll be expecting you in two minutes; if your not there don't expect to see your mother again."

Spencer's whole world slowed down for a few seconds. "Don't get the team either, I have a lock on both the tech girl and her on and off boyfriend. I will kill them, they're not as important as you." He wouldn't. But he had just seen him beat up a 15 year old girl.

I'm going to have to go. He's after my mum and the team was the only thing running through Spencer's mind.

Pacing restlessly down the corridor, Spencer coud hear the sound of blaring music radiating from Morgan's room and the sound of laughter and giggling from Penelope's room. Reid smiled when he realised that one voice was that of Kevin Lynch, they were watching a funny movie, but Spencer doubted they were paying attention to it.

Stepping outside of the hotel, Spencer's blood sudddenly ran cold. He regretted his decision straight away; he had no idea what he had gotten himself into. The dark was engulfing the whole street, making it impossible to see further then 10 meters, and striking fear into Reid's wandering mind. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain stab through his neck. His hand automatically moved to the sorce of the pain, but when it reached his face, Spencer was flushed with a wave of uncomfortable dizziness. Staggering around, like a drunken fool, Reid tried to make his way back to the hotel.

"Hey, hey, hey." A hushed voice chuckled from behind him. Reid gulped and found himself desperatly trying to scream for help, but his lips became so numb that they latched themelves shut. "Don't try to get back, I guess you'll be unconcious within the next five minutes." Spencer fell to the floor and smahed his face hard aganist the rough gravel floor. osing the ability to move, Reid felt someone else roll him over. His eyes widened with fear, as he saw a horrfying red mask staring deep into him. " Your taller in person, did you know that?" There wasn't the voice changer that Reid was used to, he guessed the man was in his late 30s, and he had a more common East midlands accent as apposed to a London one he had been expecring. If spencer could have spoke, he probably would have yelled many things. What are you going to do with me? What have you drugged me with? But the unsub seemed to aswer all his questions for him. "Don't worry the drug will wear of, but in the mean time, let's have some fun."

Dragging Reid's limp body towards the back and more quiet part of the hotel, the white smile allowed Spencer's head to hit all the bumps and curbs in the road. The pain throbbed heavily and willed a painul headache to make an apperance. "So, you see this meeting of ours, is really a kind of test. I really just needed to see what kind of guts you FBI agents had." the white smile bent down and brought his face down right next to Reid's. He had propped spener up aganist the far wall of the hotel like a sad puppet begging himself to move. "Of course, this proves your all complete morons. But it shows you have guts. I'm gakd you did come though; I would have hated to have kill Garcia before her big time to shine." Reid was screaming inside, telling him to stay away from his team and not to touch his mother but no matter how hard he tried to most he could make was a weak whimper. "Excuse me, did you just try and speak? I didn't give you permission to speak!" the unsub sprang forward and kicked Reid across the face. Causing his head to ricochet off the wall, Reid felt a groan escape his body. Spencer's eyes slowly began to droop and ask him to get some sleep. "What? Your leaving so soon? Well ok. I guess, I'll see you later." Reid began too slide down the wall and he watched the unsub on his short trip. He felt the consciousness "But while you sleep, I'm going to some fun. I hope you don't mind."

Spencer pictured a large smile behind the unsub's mask as he let the darkness take him.