Jordan's Hideaway – Morning

Morgan had been missing three days now and the team was no closer to finding him than when he and Reid had been attacked. He was trying so hard to hang on trying to believe that his team was coming and would find him in time. Jordan was going to up her game and he was getting weaker. She'd stabbed him last night in a fit of uncontrolled anger. Her goons had done a poor job of patching him up he could feel his dressing wet from his blood sticking to his body. He knew had she been stronger and able to plunge the fork and knife deeper into him he would have already bled to death. As it was he was in pain and his wounds were seeping he was afraid of them being infected. To make matters worse, she had instructed her men to hang him from the rafters by the chains instead of bolting them to the floor. So, there he was dangling by his wrists his feet just above the floor. All he could do was think about his team and wondering if Reid was okay; If he would forgive him for not being able to save him. He was so hungry and thirsty that he almost forgot that his body hurt from every place imaginable…he longed for home his bed, his friends and for safety.

Even though he was barely conscious he still was able to hear the lock sliding on the door. Jordan with an evil smile across her face stepped confidently through the door and stopping a hair's breath from him. He tried desperately to calm his breathing but he couldn't; the pain and anger betrayed him and gave her even more cause to taunt him with her presence.

"Good morning, Derek." She began cheerily.

He remained silent lifting his head slowly to look her in the face. She met his gaze then proceeded to walk around him slowly surveying the damage to his body.

"It doesn't have to be this way you know. All you have to do is give in; give me what I want."

"And what is that?"

"Total surrender. I want you mind, body and spirit."

She began to lightly touch his back and sliding her fingers around to his shirt-covered chest stopping just above his belt buckle.

"Don't…touch…me!"

She smiled and looked up into his anger-filled eyes.

"I can force you…take what I want…" She began then placing her hand on his belt buckle. "We could be so good together. Why are you resisting me, Derek?"

"Are you that desperate? Forcing me to…"

He held is head up and looked beyond her to the door and closed his eyes for a second to clear his mind.

"Let me go. It wouldn't change anything if you take what you want. Let me go…please."

She looked at him and he almost saw a hint of shame in her eyes but it passed quickly. She ran her finger across the top of his belt as she walked around him again. He prayed silently that she would leave him alone…let him go.

"I'm late for work my love. We'll have to continue this, this evening. You have all day to reconsider your attitude. Remember, I always get what I want. "

She headed toward the door and just before opening it she turned back to him.

"Your not leaving here alive and your team is not coming. They have no idea where you are, my love. Make no mistake I'll have you one way or another."

She left the room he could hear the lock fall into place. Derek hung his head in relief as he heard her footsteps fading in the distance.

Potomac General Hospital –

The team was again gathering at the hospital; Reid had been deemed well enough to go home to recuperate. He was ordered to see his doctor in two weeks before he would be cleared to return to work. That did not sit well with the genius he wanted to help find Morgan. He knew that the longer he was missing the chances of finding him alive decreased. He couldn't shake the vision and feeling that there was another person involved; someone he knew but the face was still blurry.

He was already dressed when Hotch and the team walked through the door. He was surprised to see Jordan with them. It had been a while since he'd seen her. She seemed cheery which was out of place in comparison to the other members of the team. She also seemed overly confident, and cocky that too seemed odd.

"Hello, Spencer. It's been a while." She smiled as if she had a secret.

"Jordan. What are you doing here?"

"Well, since the team is down two agents, I've volunteered to help out."

"Great, great."

Reid shifted his feet and shoved his hands in his pockets and looked around at his other teammates trying to gauge their attitude about their newest member. They all looked too haggard and worn to get a true read on them.

"Have you been able to remember anything else?" Hotch asked.

"No. Nothing I'm sorry."

"Don't worry it'll come."

"Yeah but will it be in time to help Morgan?"

"Don't worry, Boy Genius, we'll find him." Garcia reassured him.

"Yeah Spencer, don't be so hard on yourself. He'll be home in no time." Jordan chimed in.

That was it! Her words struck him in the pit of his stomach. Everything began flooding his memory nearly knocking him over. He had to compose himself at least for a few more minutes. He couldn't let on that he was remembering everything; each detail and if he wanted to save Morgan He had to keep his mouth shut.

The two men released their hold on him and his limp body landed with a thud on the cold asphalt. Morgan was losing his battle with the three men who were punching him and kicking him mercilessly. Reid lay helpless on the ground too battered to help his friend. Morgan kept looking at him bloody and beaten guilt in his eyes because he couldn't help…couldn't save him.

Then out of the shadows she stepped between them and kneeled down to whisper in Morgan's ear as he lay unconscious in the street. He heard her voice…her words just before he too fell into unconsciousness.

"Don't worry, Derek…you'll be home in no time."

She had been so confident, so sure that she would not be discovered. She felt comfortable in the black of night. He despised her boldness, strolling right into their camp and injecting herself into their investigation; monitoring their progress or lack thereof. She was one of them if only for a brief time. She knew what they did and how difficult the work was and then she used her knowledge of them to hurt them and take one of them for herself.

He watched not saying a word as the team finished debriefing and filing out of the room to continue their search. Reid waited as patiently as possible until everyone was gone stopping Hotch and Rossi before they could leave. Garcia had already planned to take Reid home so she waited too.

"What is it Reid?" Hotch asked.

Rossi and Garcia looked on puzzled at the agitated man.

"I know who has Morgan!"