A/N: *WARNING!* Some Whump! Nothing too major, just a little bit of fun! (Ok not that much fun)

No team in this chapter (I'll put them in the next one)

Chapter is not as long as some

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JJ automatically stepped behind Reid. Dale slowly entered the room. "You might as well come out. I'd hate to end up hurting you both in confined areas," Dale pouted playfully. Reid knew he was right. Although he can't do much in his condition, it would be easier for JJ to try to run in a bigger space. Reid limped his way out not looking the least bit tough. JJ followed closely behind and Dale smiled. "You both are so obedient. Following my commands like a dog," Dale laughed. Reid didn't respond. He was watching Dale apprehensively. He wasn't sure what the man wanted and he realized from experience that Dale was rather unstable.

"Now, I am not 100% who I want so-" Dale pointed a finger at Reid, "Eenie... Meenie... Miney... Mo," Dale raised an eyebrow as his finger pointed at JJ. JJ's eyes widened but Spencer didn't dare to move. He knew Dale would have to get through him first. "Oh, brave aren't we?" Dale smirked. "I could break you," He sneered. Spencer only stared at Dale. "Fine, you want to be the hero, then I'll take you instead of her. They do say save the best for last," Dale smiled as he quickly walked forward and grabbed Reid roughly.

JJ -on primal instinct- pulled Reid back and made to punch the man, however she was too slow and in a split second she was tossed on the floor. Dale pulled out a gun and pointed it at her. "Would you like to try and punch me too?" Dale said as he clicked off the safety. Annoyed Spencer held up his hands in defeat. "Come with me," He ordered. JJ threw Reid a fleeting glance and he only nodded his head in acknowledgement. Putting his gun away Dale led Reid out of the room.

Without a word, Spencer was led to another room. The old room where they had first woken up in. The door opened and Dale pushed Reid in. Reid stumbled, but was able to catch himself using the wall as support. The door closed and a massive blow to the head sent Spencer automatically to the ground. Waiting for the spots to fade away, Spencer gingerly got back up only to be knocked back down from another blow to the stomach. Spencer coughed and managed to glare at the man. "Get up," Dale ordered. Spencer took another deep breath and stood. He refused to look any weaker than he did now. "I'm being unfair. I'll give you a chance to hit back," Dale said with a small menacing smile. Reid could've sworn the man's eyes got darker.

Dale put his arms down. Allowing himself to be open. Spencer wasn't sure about attempting. "Just swing at me. At least do it for that pathetic little girl. I had to teach her a lesson," Dale smirked. Feeling the anger, Spencer rose his fist. He knew he had a perfect punch, but Dale grabbed his wrist, twisted it behind his back, and slammed him into a wall.

Spencer grunted as the air left his lungs. He knew he was treading in dangerous waters as his attacker slammed him against the wall twice. Spencer's injuries were allowing this simple action to cause major pain. Spencer couldn't help but imagine his death from something he's grown up dealing with. Dale released him and he fell to the ground trying to gasp for some much needed air.

"Get up," Dale ordered once again. Spencer was still trying to calm his fiery breaths. Dale automatically growled and pulled Spencer up. "Defend yourself.. Pretty boy," Dale sneered. Spencer flinched at the usual normal nickname Morgan called him. Dale had made it sound less than inviting.

Dale threw a punch, however Reid saw it coming and was able to block it. Surprised that he was able to do that, he missed the second punch to his ribs. Spencer ultimately gasped out in pain from that simple contact and made contact with the cool floor. Dale laughed as he watch Spencer gasped for air like a fish out of the water. "You're not much of a challenge. I could break you easily. Pull yourself together before I get bored. The party has just started." Dale smiled and walked out of the room.

Spencer swore a part of him died inside.

He dragged himself to the small tank of oxygen, glad that they at least left it there for him. He knew it was only there to ensure he would live longer throughout his torture. In a way, the meaning was sick and cruel. He took long breaths, ignoring the pain. He just hoped that Dale didn't fracture any more ribs. He didn't need to re-puncture his lung. They were still healing.

Dale came back in and Spencer felt his stomach drop as Dale carried a knife in one hand and a stick with loose leather straps. Reid's eyes widened as he realized that it was a whip. 'Is he seriously going to whip me?' Reid thought in panic. "Take your shirt off," Dale demanded. Spencer was frozen in fear. This was beyond what he was used too during his kidnappings and hostage situations.

Dale exhaled in anger and approached Reid. He bent down and ripped the shirt. Buttons flying across the floor. He grabbed Reid by an arm and dragged him towards the far wall. Reid struggled but the man's grip only strengthened. Reid was surprised to see chains on the wall. 'How did I miss that?' He asked himself. Dale lifted Reid up and slammed him against the wall. He quickly clamped Reid's wrist to the two metal chains and took a step back. Reid's body was protesting against the new position. He was more bothered by the fact that he didn't even know when Dale would strike. All he could see was the dirty wall in front of him.

Suddenly he felt the stinging pain. He shut his eyes and gritted his teeth in attempt not to scream. The man whipped him three more times, harder. Spencer's back arched in pain as he felt each strap hit him. The blows kept coming and he felt his skin begin to raw. "I want to hear you scream!" Dale shouted. He lifted the whip over his head and swiftly lashed at the kid's back. Spencer felt as if his back was finally on fire. However, Dale didn't stop. Reid tried to hold in every sound, but after a while, a few yelps would make it's way past his lips.

He kept his eyes closed, and tried not to jerk from the whip. He couldn't tell if the man was hitting him hard enough to draw blood, but his back was in agony. After ten more lashes, Dale stop.

Reid was shaking uncontrollably. He didn't cry, but he was so close. He felt as if he was going to pass out. Dale undid the chains and watched Spencer hit the ground with a decent amount of force.

"It wasn't good enough," Dale stated. "It was good enough for now. I will think of my next method of torture. You're not dying until you know the true definition of pain," Dale said quietly. Reid had to hold in the vomit. The new pain on top of the old pain was taking it's toll.

Spencer tried to sit up, despite his want to lay down flat on his stomach and pray the pain lessens.

As he sat up, Dale decided to kick him back down.

Spencer didn't miss the irony of Dale's actions.

Dale walked away and retrieved Reid's torn up shirt.

"Here," Dale said tossing the fabric at Reid. Dale also grabbed Reid's cardigan and he threw it just into Spencer's reach. "Don't want you to catch a cold. It's be a shame if you died from something as trivial as a cold or pneumonia," He laughed deadly.

Spencer put on the fabric, hissing at the way it stung his new wounds. Spencer made a mental note to check his new wounds, but only when JJ is asleep. He couldn't have her worried over something like this. He promised her he'd protect her. He was humiliated at his inability to fight Dale back, but he was able to sacrifice himself. Still... He felt less of a man.

Dale looked rather impatient and left the room locking the door behind him. Reid took this moment to blink back the tears that were starting to form. JJ was here because of him. Spencer couldn't defend himself or JJ at this point. How could he save her if he could barely walk.

For this one time, he allowed himself to break down. Only long enough to ease some of his inner tension. After two minutes, he wiped his tears away and tried to put on a brave face. He knew the man would take him back to JJ. Reid profiled that about him. Dale wants her to see how weak he really is. Reid figured that much. It was just a matter of time before she probably believed it.

On the other hand, JJ was left alone to worry and pray that Spencer was alright. She wasn't sure which was worse. Getting beaten by Dale or not knowing how Dale was beating Reid. She'd prefer to be beaten. She could handle it. Reid, on the other hand, could die from a single strong blow to his ribs. That was the last thing they needed at the moment.

Despite the whole situation, JJ was pretty happy that she was stuck with Reid. She knew his intellect would be necessary for their survival and his promise made her feel safer. She knew that if she gets outs she's telling Alex that Spence is worth her time and not to waste it. She may not like the girl, she didn't want Alex to treat Reid bad. He would go to hell and back for someone he cares about. JJ was sure about this. She was witnessing it now. Reid didn't have to sacrifice himself. JJ was learning hand-to-hand combat from Morgan. But she knew Reid would rather die before he let's the man hurt her if he knew about it.

Somehow, it made her feel like a damsel in distress and he was her knight. She had to blame Penelope for that connection, but she still felt that way. However, they were both in relationships and Reid would never sacrifice their jobs and lives like that.

She knew now wasn't really an appropriate time to be thinking about relationships, but what else could she think of that didn't hurt as much?

"You know.. You should really be attentive," A feminine voice said. JJ looked up and could only see a silhouette of what appeared to be a woman. "Why don't you show yourself and stop being a coward!" JJ yelled angrily. "I like the suspense. However, you should check your attitude. I'm your only ticket out of here," The woman said. JJ could swear she saw a gleam of teeth.

"How could you get us out of here?" JJ asked.

"Nah-ah-ah," The woman said with a click of her tongue. "I only said you. Dr. Reid however, doesn't get that privilege," She teased.

"You really are sick," JJ said in disgust.

"Well, I guess you will have to learn your lesson," She sighed as she left the room.

JJ frowned as the door locked behind the woman. JJ wondered if that was the woman they were looking for. She sounded familiar, but no one she's ever spoken to before. JJ sighed and decided to sit on the bed. She couldn't wait for Spencer to come back. The room wasn't as comfortable without him.

A/N: So Dale decided to play with Reid... Poor kid.. JJ encounters a woman! Is it the girl ?! Time shall tell!

And Reid seems to starts feeling all weak.. Is he right? Would JJ loose Faith in him?

Until the next chapter!