Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. Sorry for the delay in updating this, I meant to put out this chapter yesterday but I was ill. Really sorry! I really think you're going to all love this chapter because we see what happens when you get on Morgan's bad side and hurt his best friend. Martin, you're in trouble. I'd love to know what you all think of this chapter as I'm a bit nervous about it. Enjoy and I'd love to hear from you all.

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Morgan pulled up to the pavement and got out of the car, the others were a minute or two behind him. He looked around, looking for the man who had abused and almost murdered his best friend. He walked across the street and felt anger course through his heart when he saw Martin crossing the street. He raced forward and cursed when Martin spotted him coming after him. "Martin, freeze, you son of a bitch!"

Racing after him, he turned the corner and chased Martin through an empty park and then over to an empty building site. As he turned the corner, a pipe came into view, he ducked underneath it and caught it as Martin tried to hit him in the head. Bringing a punch into Martin's nose, he rejoiced at the sound of it breaking. His body got tackled to the ground and Martin punched him across the face. Morgan kicked Martin off and quickly got to his feet as another punch came his way, he grabbed the arm and kicked out Martin's legs. As Martin fell to the ground, he put pressure on his arm. With one swift move, he broke his arm and listened as Martin let out a pained and ear-piercing scream.

Morgan pinned him to the ground and brought his broken arm behind his back.

"Stop it! That fucking hurts!"

"You deserve much more than this after what you did!" Morgan screamed angrily. "I know what you did to him. You raped him and beat him till he wasn't himself anymore."

Morgan pushed the arm back further and Martin began to thrash. "He broke the rules, I had to do it."

Bringing Martin's other hand behind to his back, Morgan sat on them and brought his gun out. He turned off the safety and put it to Martin's head. Pure anger coursed through him as he put his finger on the trigger.

"Don't kill me!"

"Why shouldn't I paint this concrete with your brain? You raped my best friend for months on end and stabbed him three times."

"Morgan, don't do it!" Hotch's voice yelled from behind him. Holding the gun to the back of Martin's head, his finger itched to pull the trigger, he wanted to kill him and give Reid peace.

He heard footsteps behind him.

"Morgan, this won't give Reid justice, don't pull the trigger," Hotch said. "I know how much you want to do it and trust me when I understand wanting to hurt him. Killing him won't make him pay for what he has done, you'll just be giving him an easy way out."

Clicking the safety back on, Morgan got off Martin and let Rossi and Hotch take over. Blake tried to put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him but he stepped back and shook his head. "I'm going back to the hospital."

Martin got handcuffed, his arms in front of him but his right arm at an awkward angle. "Wait," Martin gasped. "Why are you going back to the hospital? He's dead."

"Guess he broke another rule by staying alive," Morgan growled. "I'm not done with you yet, I'll be seeing you soon."

"He's alive! No, that's not possible."

As Hotch and Rossi led him out of the building site, Hotch tripped him and watched as he landed on his arm.

"Mind your step," Hotch said stoically as he dragged him up and out to the SUV.

Martin had placed a hand over his mouth when he had gotten rougher. He stayed still as Martin finished, the hand over his mouth slipped away and Martin stepped back. A hand came below and began to clean him up. He pulled up his trousers when Martin finished. He turned around but kept his eyes to the floor. Rough lips came against his lips and kissed him roughly. "Look at me, Spencer."

Lifting his head up, he looked into his eyes.

"Do you love me, Spencer?"

"I love you."

"I want you to understand that I had to do this to show you how much I love you. You don't belong to them, you belong to me. The next time you want to let one of those men take you again, think of this. I'll see you at home where we'll continue this discussion. Enjoy dessert."

Martin shoved him against the wall and left the stall. Once he heard the men's room door open and close, he turned around and vomited into the toilet. He fell to his knees and struggled to keep himself from losing control. He was in a lot of pain and knew what he wanted, he wanted the orange pill bottle back at home to just to take away the edge of the pain. Grabbing some tissue, he wiped the tears from his eyes and made his way out of the stall. He splashed water cross his face and made himself presentable. He wasn't bleeding, which was a relief and miracle considering what Martin had done. Taking a deep breath, he left the men's room and went back to the table.

"Jesus, Reid, you look like hell," Rossi said to him.

"I just think something hasn't agreed with my stomach, I'm fine."

He snapped out of the memory when the door to his room opened, he looked up and found relief flowing through him as Morgan came over to his bed. "Hey, kid. We got him, he's in police custody and will be for a very long time."

Reid took in the bruise on Morgan's cheek. "What happened?"

"Martin managed to punch me but I got the upper hand."

"He still hurt you though."

"Kid, I'm fine and so is the rest of the team, you should see Martin anyway. I broke his nose and his arm, he'll also have some bruising to remember me by. I put a gun to his head and he begged me not to kill him. Hotch and the others stopped me from killing him."

"I'm happy they did," Reid smiled gently.

"Why?"

"You're not a killer, Morgan. You're my best friend and you aren't someone who can pull the trigger without needing to, it's different when we are in the field. Are you sure he's in police custody?"

"I'm sure, Hotch and Rossi took him in themselves. He knows you're alive now though but trust me, he isn't going anywhere."

"I was so scared he was going to kill you," Reid said quietly.

"I'm tougher than that, you know that. I'm so sorry about that night at the restaurant, if I had known I would have rushed in and beat him till he was bloody and broken. Instead, I went back to dinner and left you to get raped."

"I've only ever been in two relationships in my life. One, about a year before Martin and then I went into one with him."

"Who was your first?"

"His name was Harry, a wonderful man but we rushed into things and things got complicated when his ex came back into his life. I walked in and they were in bed together, he cheated on me and I just walked away. When I met Martin, he seemed wonderful and was willing to wait for us to become intimate. For six months, I was happy and I let him move in because he lost his job and was going to lose his apartment. Looking back, there were signs but not big enough for me to notice. He'd get angry when I mentioned him getting a job but he'd always make it up to me. I still shiver when I think of that night in the car. I just remember screaming into his hand and crying. He never stopped and everything I had known during our time together shattered into nothing."

Reid took a shaky breath and wiped tears from his cheeks. "When he finished, I tried to get away but he pulled me back and tied his belt around my hands, then he used my belt to gag me. Morgan, when he put me in the trunk I honestly thought he was going to take me somewhere and kill me."

Sitting on the edge on the bed, Morgan carefully put his arms around his friend. He felt Reid stiffen and tense underneath his touch, something that made his rage against Martin flare up again. "I will never hurt you, I just want to help you."

He felt Reid relax in his arms but only a small amount. They were alone in the room, JJ stood guard outside while Garcia was speaking with a nurse. He looked down when Reid leaned against him and continued to cry. He didn't say anything, he had no words to fix everything.

"I stayed with him because I became so confused and I was scared. Scared for everyone's safety and confused because after some time, I actually thought I deserved his punishment. I know it sounds strange but after a while, it messed with my head. When he hit me for coming home late, I accepted it and when I tried to fight him off when he wanted sex, he blamed me for the pain he gave to me. After a while, I didn't know if it was or wasn't rape. Everyone keeps asking why I didn't leave him or tell you all. None of you get it, he may only be one man to you but to me, he's a monster and brute."

"Calm down, you're going to upset your breathing again. Reid, you didn't do anything to deserve what he did. No-one should ever go through what you've been through. He raped you every time after that night, it was rape. You didn't do anything to deserve being hit. Now, he's nothing more than a mouse in a cage. He can't hurt you again. Reid, he had another victim," Morgan explained. "A man who he had abused for two years and then stabbed three times."

"Did he survive?"

"No, he died and no-one found him for two days. I need to ask you something. The last time he raped you, did he use a condom?"

"It felt different," Reid said. "It felt like he did, I think it broke though because I felt him finish," he sniffed. "Why?"

"I just had to ask."

The door to the room opened and Garcia stood at the door. "Reid, someone is here to see you."

"Who?" he asked.

JJ appeared with Henry next to her. "Is it okay?"

"Yeah," Reid nodded happily. "Morgan, help me sit up."

After Morgan brought the bed up, Henry walked over to the bed and stared at him. "Mommy said you got into an accident."

"Yeah," Reid said, quickly wiping away tears. "I got into an accident but I'm gonna be okay."

Morgan lifted Henry up on to the bed. Reid brought the boy into his arms and hugged him tightly. He couldn't stop himself from crying, Henry wrapped his arms around Reid's neck. "It's okay, Uncle Spence."

"I'm just so happy you're safe."

He closed his eyes as he remembered being dragged out of the trunk on that horrible night.

He struggled and cried into his belt gag as Martin dragged him out of the trunk, strong arms held him and forced him to walk forward. Reid's eyes widened as he took in the familiar house in front of him, he knew immediately that it belonged to JJ. Martin held him close, grabbed his jaw and made him look at the house. More tears came down his cheeks as he watched Henry, JJ and Will eating their dinner, all of them laughing together.

"LOOK AT THEM!" Martin said angrily. "You know what I can do now and I am going to fix our relationship. You think you could reject me, you're so damn selfish and I will not have it. You deserved tonight. You never tell me to go to hell ever again! This is what is going to happen, we're going to go home and we're going to become a happy couple again and all because I'm going to fix things."

He struggled in Martin's arms, he wanted nothing more than to run to JJ's house and get help. As a hand pulled back his head by his hair, he yelped and cringed as Martin put a kiss to his cheek. "Now listen to me, Spencer, if you ever tell anyone about our relationship, what happened tonight or anything else, I'll walk into their house and I'll kill all of them. I'll kill Henry first, then his daddy and then his mommy. Do you want their blood on your hands, Spencer? They'll go to sleep and never wake up. Do you want me to kill them?"

He stopped struggling as he took in the sight of all three of them. He shook his head and let out a small sob. "That's what I thought. Now, are you ever going to tell your team about us and what happened tonight?"

He shook his head again.

"There are many changes coming and you won't tell the team about them either."

Reid cried again as Martin dragged him back into the trunk, he let out a small grunt as he got thrown back in. He looked up and saw Martin smiling. "We're gonna be so happy, babe."

Martin slammed the lid leaving him in complete darkness.

"I'll never let anyone hurt you, Henry."

Hotch paced outside the hospital room where Martin's arm was getting casted. As the nurse walked out, he walked in, giving the guards a small nod as he entered. Martin looked up at him as he walked in.

"Hello, Martin. Let's have a talk."

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