A/N: Oh my, I know I promised you the short wait but... THE SCHOOL ;-; we should kill it. And, of course, I decided that it would be A PERFECT IDEA to start listening to kpop (again, damn it) and I got completely consumed by it ;-; I am so sorry!

Aaand the answers to your reviews (which I am really thankful for)

I will only reply to the guests' ones because of the obvious reasons

Guest - He was hurt by Micheal for the first time when he was 17. Now he is 27 so it would be 10 years since the first time Micheal hurt him. ;) I am sorry to tell you that none of the pairings you've mentioned you'd like to happen are actually going to happen. In my story (it will be explained later on in the fic) Spence is not gay, straight, bi or pan (or whatever sexuality you came up with) he's just Spencer loving a person not the body, mind or character. He suits that well (in my, personal, opinion) so he's written this way. Also, I wanted him to appear weak, which wouldn't be so great if he was to be with a girl. Because girls are usually the weak ones, not men. And two weak people in one couple? I don't like the feeling of it, I'm sorry...

"Okay." Hotch stated, trying to ease the anger, pain and fury that were building up in him. "Why don't you start with the beginning?"

"Hotch... I don't... I don't know if I can, please..." Spencer almost begged his superior with those puppy eyes of his. Aaron knew, however, that they had to do it. He had to know everything that could help him built up the profile and catch the bastard that hurt his Reid like that.

Wait...

His Reid?

No, don't think like that, he's like a son to you. It's normal that you are concerned and angry with someone hurting him and that you feel the need to claim his belonging. In a parental way. He reminded himself coldly.

"I'm sorry, Spencer. I don't want to do it as well. But you and I both know that you have to do this..." he stated softly. "For the good of the case?" he added carefully.

"You know what, Hotch!?" Spencer suddenly yelled out angrily, standing up. "I opened up to you, I told you about something terrible that I can't live down even though it's been almost ten years and you want me to continue? I wouldn't be that angry if it wasn't for the fact that you seem to want to know every single detail of it! Shit, Hotch, it's not something I enjoy talking about! Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to even admit it to you!? You got the perfect idea, Aaron! let's talk about how I screamed for help because it fucking hurt so bad but nobody came! Let's talk about his mother being in the room next to his and doing nothing but watching her goddamned TV! I considered her a parent to me, you know!? And she just watched her TV even though she could hear pretty clearly what was happening because, hell, even the people on the street could. And yet no-one came to save me! I prayed! i did! And do you know what!? It didn't help even a little! I thought I had my place on Earth, people who cared about me! That's what you get for trusting people! You get hurt." he yelled, not being able to stop the tears from flowing out like a rivers. He was so fed up with all this. "And yet, all you care about is the fucking case." he added bitterly and stormed out of the police station, sending Morgan a message that he would be waiting for them in the hotel.

How could he... was the only thing he was able to think about as he headed straight to the hotel.

That is... Until someone grabbed him and then everything went dark.

"Well now, that didn't exactly sound like before..." Rossi said concerned as they, once again, heard the yelling.

"Should we check on them?" Emily asked, worried as everyone else in the room.

"No, let's give them some space." JJ answered softly. She was growing more and more scared that Spencer could actually be on drugs. And that they all failed to see it.

"Hell no. It didn't sound like exasperated Reid. That sounded like heartbroken and really, really, sad Reid. And not because of something that happened but because of something that Hotch said. So I will go check what happened and maybe I will have to kick someone's ass as well." Morgan spoke up shortly and then stood up and simply left.

When he saw Hotch standing in the middle of the room they were in, without Reid, he actually had to force his anger down. He closed the distance between them and did his best to look calm.

"What happened?" he asked simply. Hotch looked at him as if he was surprised that the agent was actually standing there - right in front of him.

"I... I said something wrong. Really wrong. I pushed too far for all the wrong reasons." he answered quietly, still replaying the talk he had with Spencer in his head. it really hit him that the first thing he thought about was the case, not the well-being of his friend.

"Did it have to do something with his feelings?" Morgan continued his small interrogation.

"Yes, it did."

"Did you consider them?"

"No... No I didn't..."

SLAP

Rossi, Emily, JJ and the sheriff got to the scene exactly when Morgan's fist hit Hotch's face. They all looked shocked. Because of the thing that happened right in front of them? Yes, partially. But mainly because of the expressions the two of them were wearing - calm.

"You said that you would talk to him and not to interrupt. So I gave you the room to do so. I stayed away for you, for him. And you go and just... Man, I thought that you got through his shields once I saw him crying on your shoulder. He trusted you, probably even told you what was wrong. And you said what exactly?" Morgan asked, hissing the words out of his mouth.

"I told him that... He should say more. For the good of the case..." Hotch admitted slowly, looking down ashamed. You could hear the soft cure that flew out of Rossi's mouth just before Morgan's phone announced that he got a message.

No-one said anything, thy just waited for Morgan to read the message out loud which he never did. He just acknowledged it and put the phone back in his jacket.

"He was not feeling well so he headed back to the hotel. Looks like we have quite an important case. Apparently even more important than a part of our family." he stated and walked back into the office.

"Well, Aaron, you have to admit that he got some things right, didn't he?" Rossi spoke up after a moment of silence, pattd his friend's shoulder and walked after Morgan. Every other witness of the commotion just followed Rossi's suit.

"Agent Hotchner." the sheriff spoke up when they were alone.

"What is it?" Aaron asked calmly. He was surprised with himself that he was actually able to maintain any hold of his emotions. he really acted like a dick. He would have to apologise.

"You know, Spencer is really close to me and, even though we haven't talked in years, I still consider him my son. And I really don't like anyone hurting my children. So... Even though you are the highest rank here, I have to tell you that I do not and will not consider you as one." he stated coldly. Hotch just looked at him exasperated. He would be on a shit-list of too many people for the time being.

"If you care about him so much then how are you still okay with being around your son and your wife?" he asked and just entered the office, leaving Baxter stunned and to his own thoughts.

"Hotch what was that with the sheriff?" JJ asked as soon as the leader entered the room they all were in.

"He was just being a hypocrite." he answered shortly and sat down. "Look. I got some new information about the unsub." he added, trying to keep the source of information a secret.

"And I guess that it has nothing to do with a crying Reid and 'for the good of the case' line?" Rossi asked grimly, looking straight into Aaron's eyes. He wasn't judging him. He was simply stating the fact and, what is the most important thing, he was studying his friend's expression, body language and the way it all confirmed his fears.

"It does..." Hotch admitted quietly. He could hear the soft gasps from every other person in the room and wasn't able to meet their sad gazes.

"So... I guess that you should tell us more about the bastard..." Morgan barely spoke up after a minute of complete silence.

After an hour of the team getting to know the story Spencer had told Hotch about and the team profiling the UnSub (who they all now knew was Micheal, the Theodore Baxter's son) they were all exhausted. It would be hard if the story was of someone they didn't know. But hearing it and imagining the part of their family being the main character was an entirely worse feeling.

"Let's call it a night and... Well, we'll get to that tomorrow. Now we have somewhere to attend to." Hotch said dismissively and got up to leave.

"Finally you're talking!" Morgan brightened up ever so slightly and followed his superior to the exit as did the rest of the team (with their approving nods)

"Let's go boys, before our sleeping beauty goes to sleep." JJ laughed softly and walked into one of the SUVs.

"Wait... Did he actually walk the whole distance from here to the hotel?" Emily asked when she saw all of the cars standing in the parking lot.

"Maybe he got into a cab..?" Morgan suggested.

"Call him." was all Hotch said before he started growing more and more worried about his teammate. Derek did as asked and after he punched the speed dial and was automatically sent to the voicemail, they all shared one feeling - anxiety.

"Call Garcia, tell her to track the place where Reid's signal went off." Rossi spoke up, seeing Aaron's face. It was a mixture of all the bad feelings and Dave didn't like that. They couldn't afford losing their leader's mind. "For now, let's head to the hotel, maybe he's sleeping and we're just overreacting the situation." he added and got into the SUV with Aaron to be able to react as quick as possible if Hotch started acting out of character.

When he woke up, for a moment everything was a blur. He tried to make something out of all the colours but he didn't succeed. That is until he remembered what got him there in the first place.

He was hit with something. That would explain why his head hurt so bad.

Before he was hit, he got into a yelling fit with... He moaned at the thought He started to really care about the man and then he just stood and yelled at him for no apparent reason because he felt hurt. He would have to apologise later.

When he got out.

When would he get out?

Where was he?

Who was he with?

So many questions he couldn't answer plus the throbbing headache made him groan out with a frustrated tone to it.

"Oh, Spence! You've finally woken up!" the voice he didn't recognise told him. "I'm so glad you did! I was slowly starting to think that I hit you too hard!" Why is he so concerned about me..? I don't even know him... was all Spencer's blurry mind was able to think of.

"Who are you..?" he asked in his raspy voice. He cleared his throat just so he wouldn't sound that weak again.

"Oh my, you don't recognise me!" the figure gasped sadly, getting closer to the place - was it bed? - Spencer was lying in.

"No, I'm sorry. It is, however, kind of hard to think about anything but the headache you gave me by hitting me in my head and, therefore, managing to knock me out." he stated, irritated at the situation he got himself into. He was kidnapped while the team, including him, was in the middle of a case, catching a really dangerous UnSub, who he probably somehow ended up knowing...

Wait...

Micheal...

The UnSub...

"I'm sorry about the head, I hope the pain will pass as soon as possible, Spence." No, no "I am however utterly disappointed of you not remembering me..." don't let him be... "Don't you remember those fantastic moments we've spent together?" his voice too sweet for Spencer's liking. His face too well-known for his liking...

"I'm Micheal, you dummy!"

Shit...

A/N: Oh I am so sorry but I really wanted the chap to end that way... Did you like it? I know you did even if you are entirely sure you didn't! ;) Give me your precious reviews they're like a drug to me! Kisses and see you soon! (keep the hankies close! :3)