Warnings: See first chapter

Disclaimer: Not mine obviously. I only own the story and any OC's I add.

Beta: My awesome friend Dragon Claymore

Chapter Word Count: 2,099

Here's chapter two everyone, Enjoy and don't forget to review!

Chapter 2: Reid's Visitor

Spencer struggled against his attacker until he heard the voice.

"Struggling is useless Spencer; you should've known that by now."

Spencer went slack in his attacker's arms. The attacker grinned against his back.

"That's more like it. Always so compliant, aren't you, baby?"

Spencer whimpered as he was forcibly dragged through his apartment. He didn't even want to think about how Gideon knew where he lived.

"Please," he cried. He thought it was over.

Gideon shoved him in the room, slammed the door shut, and shoved him hard against the door, "Shut up," he said and forced their lips together.

He painfully pushed his body against Spencer's and let his hand roam down Spencer's body and gripped his cock and squeezed. Hard.

"Aah!"

Gideon continued the kiss as he quickly undid Spencer's belt and button on his pants. He gripped Spencer roughly and threw him on the bed before removing his pants. Spencer whimpered.

"Jason, please, not again."

Gideon, who was hastily removing his own pants, looked at him with anger. He bent over Spencer and gripped his hair and pulled.

"What the fuck did you call me?"

"Aaah! Let go!"

Gideon pulled his hair again, "You stupid bitch, did I tell you you could call me Jason? Huh? ANSWER ME!"

Spencer whimpered and shook his head, "N-no."

Gideon released Spencer's hair causing Spencer's head to fall against the bed, "Exactly. I told you my name was Jason Gideon, but did I allow you to call me anything?"

Again Spencer shook his head, "No."

"Exactly."

Gideon leaned over Spencer again so their bare cocks were touching. Spencer whimpered and tried to turn his head when Gideon tried to kiss him. Gideon gripped his face and slapped him hard against the cheek.

"You stupid bitch! Shut up!"

Gideon grabbed Spencer and flipped him so he was on his hands and knees. He opened Spencer's legs far apart to cause pain and discomfort, but Spencer didn't dare make another sound for fear of being hit. He bit his lip to point of drawing blood when Gideon slammed into him. As usual, Gideon didn't wait for Spencer to adjust before he started to move.

"Fuck, Spencer, so tight. I missed you."

Spencer whimpered as Gideon continued to thrust hard into his body. He tried to let his mind wander like he used to do. He found it harder to do this time noticing that while Gideon's thrusts were hard, these were quite brutal and it took everything outta him not to scream and cry. Soon he felt Gideon climax and remove himself from his body.

"Hell of a first day, kid," Gideon laughed. "See you tomorrow. Don't be late."

Once he heard Gideon leave, Reid let the tears fall and let himself cry until he fell asleep on his soiled sheets.

The next morning Spencer woke up to his alarm going off and he jumped out of bed only to notice that his whole body was sore. It was then that he remembered what happened last night. He slowly stood and walked over to his closet, grabbed some clothes, and headed to the shower. Once he was done, he put on a pot of coffee and proceeded to change his sheets. After making his bed he poured the coffee in a mug to go and headed out the door.

{~CM~}

Reid rushed into the BAU just as Hotch was calling everyone to the conference room.

"Sorry, I'm late, it won't happen again."

Hotch nodded, "its fine, Reid. Just don't make a habit of it."

"Yes, sir," Reid said taking a seat at the table making sure not to look at Gideon.

Hotch took in Reid's appearance but decided not to comment. He nodded to JJ.

"What do we got?"

"Four children; Jamie Taylor, Vincent Maxwell, Alicia Rodriguez, and Sarah Walsh. All have turned up dead within a week of each other."

Morgan looked at the file in his hand, "According to the report, these children seemed to be abducted from the same street."

"Yeah and the lead detective on the case said that he talked to parents of these kids and learned that all of them had run away from home a month prior."

"So what are we thinking?" Elle asked, "Child prostitution, maybe?"

Morgan shrugged, "Could be."

Reid spoke up, "Did you know that every year at least 300,000 children are at risk for commercial sexual exploitation? An average of between 600,000 to 800,000 people are bought and sold over international borders each year. 50 percent of them are children and the majority of them are female."

Morgan and Elle stared at Reid with wide eyes, "Seriously?" Morgan asked.

Reid nodded, "Yup and most of the children are usually between the ages of eight and seventeen. They're usually runaways or sometimes they're snatched from public places, but the majority of them are runaways."

"How do you know this, Reid?" Elle asked.

Reid blushed and looked down, "Um, I read. A lot."

Elle smiled. Hotch nodded, "Wheels up in twenty, we'll finish this on the plane. Morgan, inform Garcia about the case."

Morgan nodded, "Will do, Hotch."

The team dispersed leaving Reid alone with Gideon. He hurriedly tried to leave the room when his wrist was grabbed.

"You're lucky we've got a case, kid. I was kinda looking forward to ravishing your sweet body again."

Reid whimpered silently as Gideon winked and walked to his office. Reid headed to the bullpen where he approached Elle.

"Um, what did Hotch mean by 'wheels up in twenty'?"

Elle chuckled, "I'm sorry, Reid, we forgot you're new. Hotch is giving us twenty minutes to get to jet. Do you need a ride?"

Reid nodded, "Yes, please."

"No problem. Let's go, we're probably gonna need to stop at your apartment first."

"What, why?" Reid asked nervous.

"You need to pack some clothes. We usually always have a go-bag to take with us on cases in case it's far and the case takes more than one day."

Reid nodded. Elle looked toward Garcia's office and yelled.

"Hey, Morgan, we don't have all day for your mindless flirting. Let's go, before Hotch leaves you. I'm heading out and taking Reid."

Morgan exited Garcia's office and nodded, "Sure. See you two at the jet."

{~CM~}

Reid unlocked the door to his apartment and he and Elle walked inside.

"Just grab a bag and put some clothes, toiletries, and anything you usually would take with you on a trip. Just try to hurry up, we don't wanna be late."

Reid nodded and hurried to his bedroom. Elle glanced around the tiny apartment and tried not to profile her new friend. After about five minutes Elle walked down the hall to see what was taking Reid so long. She peered in the room and noticed something strange. The bedroom felt cold. Like there was so much hate in this room.

"Um, Reid, sorry to bug you, but we gotta go. Hey, did you know that your lamp is on the floor?"

Reid finished packing his bag and barely glanced at the lamp and nodded to Elle, "Yeah, I, uh, have a habit of knocking into the table on my way to bed and knocking it on the floor. Ready?"

Elle just shrugged as she followed Reid out of the apartment. Ten minutes later they made it to airstrip and they were the last on the plane.

"Okay, so talk to me," Hotch said.

Reid picked up his copy of the report and looked at the pictures, "It seems that our Unsub seemed to have the children bound. There's ligature marks on the wrists."

"There's no defensive wounds, so maybe the children were drugged to be compliant," Elle said.

"Or they knew their attacker. What if it's their pimp?" Gideon suggested.

Reid looked confused, "Pimp?"

Morgan nodded, "Yeah, Reid. A prostitute usually has what's called a pimp. They're usually the guys who find them and sell them. They're the ones who tell the prostitutes who to bang and where."

"Oh."

"But why would their pimp kill them, and what if they don't have the same one?" JJ asked.

"I highly doubt it," Gideon said.

"Hello, my lovelies," Garcia's voice rang out on the computer.

"Hey, Garcia. What have you got for us?" Hotch asked.

"Well you'll be surprised as to how many children have been used for child prostitution. I am actually horrified that people find that enticing. It's just sick."

"Garcia, what did you find out?"

"Okay, well, there was a bout of murders back in nineteen ninety. Four children, two males, two females they were all found dead in different parts of town but they were all taken from the same street."

"That's one hell of a cooling off period. Fifteen years?" Morgan commented.

"Thanks, Garcia," JJ smiled. Garcia grinned.

"I'm here if you need me," she said and clicked off.

"Okay, so we're gonna hit the ground running. Gideon, I want you to take Reid and go to street where the children were abducted from. Elle, you're going to the ME. Morgan and I will look at the latest dump site. JJ, I want you to set up shop."

Everyone nodded and no one noticed how Reid looked terrified.

{~CM~}

Reid came to know quickly that this street was known for its child prostitutes. Anyone whether they were male or female, if they were under the age of eighteen they worked this street. It was saddening to him how many children he found on that street. He and Gideon questioned a bunch of children about the kids that were murdered. Most of them were closed mouthed; a few of them were able to give them little bits of information, but not a whole lot. Gideon thanked all that gave them information and guided Reid down the street. When they were close to the car and out of eye and earshot of the street, Gideon grabbed Reid's hair and slammed him against a wall in an alleyway.

"Get on your knees."

Reid shook his head.

Smack!

Gideon slapped him in the face, "You stupid bitch! You do not get to say no to me. Remember I brought you into this job and I can take you out of it. Get. On. Your. Knees!"

Reid whimpered but shook his head again.

Smack!

Gideon unbuttoned his pants and drew them down around his knees and forced Reid onto his knees and shoved his cock into his mouth. Reid whimpered as Gideon shoved his cock further down Reid's throat and began to brutally fuck his mouth. A few minutes later Reid heard Gideon grunt and fuck his mouth faster and harder. He knew that Gideon was close to coming. He didn't want to swallow so he tried to move off of him, but Gideon just gripped his hair and held him place as he shot his load down Reid's mouth. Reid closed his mouth and held it in his mouth. He refused to swallow.

"Swallow it."

Reid shook his head. Gideon did the only thing that he could think of and he kissed him forcing it down his throat. Reid gagged as he was forced to swallow Gideon's spunk. Gideon wiped his mouth and proceeded to pull his pants up.

"Get up and let's go."

Reid got off the ground and followed behind Gideon back to the car letting silent tears fall down his face. When they got into the car he wiped his tears.

"You better not be crying, kid."

Reid said nothing as they made their way back to the station. He needed something to wash the taste of Gideon's spunk out of his mouth. When they made it back to the station he made a beeline for the water fountain he saw and got a cup. He swallowed it heartily and went to get another cup. Morgan and Hotch entered the station as he was on his third cup. Morgan laughed as he was drinking majorly fast and walked over to him while Hotch went into the conference room.

"Slow down, kid. You don't wanna hurt yourself."

Reid flinched when he heard Morgan call him kid. But he hoped that Morgan wouldn't notice. Reid put the cup in the trash and tried to smile at Morgan. Morgan grinned and put his arm around Reid's shoulders. He flinched again and tried to move away. Morgan frowned a little.

"I-I'm sorry. I just don't like to be touched."

"Fair enough. Sorry, man, didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," he said as they walked into the conference room together.

TBC...