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Hotch stared at his hands as he sat in the waiting room. He had washed the blood off but that was all he could see on his hands. He could only see Reid's blood dripping from them. Reid got rushed away from him and rushed behind two double doors hours ago. JJ sat next to him, saying nothing as she couldn't. She had caught a glimpse of Reid bleeding to death as he got rushed through the emergency department. Morgan sat outside the hospital, he couldn't stand being in the waiting room any longer. Hotch knew that Garcia and Blake were still working, harder than ever now, on finding the bastards that had tried to take two members of the team away. The door opened and a doctor walked in.

"David Rossi?"

"Is he okay?" Hotch said shakily. JJ remained seated, her mind still in a state of shock from seeing Reid.

"He is stabilised and in a room now. The bullet ripped through his stomach and lacerated his spleen. He lost a lot of blood and we struggled to stop it during the surgery. That's why it took so long to complete the surgery. We repaired the damage and he is now stable. We are giving him blood transfusions for the blood he lost. I expect a complete recovery. He is awake now and wants to see you."

"Do you have any news on Spencer Reid?" he asked, almost begging for a scrap on information on their youngest member.

"I'm sorry, I don't."

"Can you take me to see David Rossi?"

"Of course," the doctor nodded.

Hotch turned back to JJ, kneeling in front of her. "JJ, Rossi is awake. Do you want to see him?"

"I'm going to stay here," JJ said numbly. "They'll come here when they have information on Spence. I need to stay here for when they do. Say hello from me."

Hotch nodded. "I'll come back soon."

Hotch followed the doctor till they reached Rossi's room. The doctor opened the door and left them to have some private time. Rossi looked pale and dark circles were under his eyes. He blinked slowly and had IV's connected to him. One attached to a blood bag.

"How are you feeling, Rossi?"

"Like hell," Rossi said gently. "Where is Reid? They took him, Hotch. We have to find him."

Hotch sat down next to Rossi. "We have Reid." He realised how much his voice shook as he spoke about Reid. "Rossi, he is surgery. They um-"

"What happened?" Rossi said before licking his dry lips.

"I don't know what they did to him while they had him but they tossed him out a van, his throat got cut," Hotch said as his eyes watered. "There was so much blood and he was trying to speak. He'd been beaten. The nurses just took him away. I don't even know if he's still alive."

"He'll be okay," Rossi said, even though his eyes watered. "He's strong."

"I know," Hotch nodded. "I can't stop seeing his eyes when I was trying to stop the bleeding. He was so scared."

Six hours later

Hotch had fallen asleep next to Rossi's bedside, only waking due to the door opening. He quickly got to his feet as he realised that Reid was lying on the bed being wheeled into the room and to the other side of the room. He couldn't see a doctor nearby. He rose to his feet and rushed to the bed. He recognised two of the nurses as the same ones that had helped him outside the hospital. Hotch felt sick as he looked at the youngest member of his team. He recognised the tube coming out of Reid's throat as a trachea, the long tube coming from it and attached to a ventilator. His face all bruised and bruises discoloring his jaw. A cast covered one of his arms. There were cuts and bandages everywhere.

"Where is the doctor?" Hotch demanded.

"She is going to the waiting room," the nurse told him. "She can tell you everything there."

Hotch rushed out of the room and didn't stop till he reached the waiting room. He rushed into the room to see the doctor on her way out. "Are you Spencer's doctor?"

"Yes, I am. Are you Aaron Hotchner?"

"I am."

She stepped back into the room and back over to JJ. Hotch joined them. "I can only give information to you."

"Then give it to me," Hotch said impatiently.

"Spencer has gone through a traumatic experience. We have repaired the damage to his throat but he'll need the help of a ventilator to breath till he is capable of doing it himself. We had to do a trachea to save his life. He had internal bleeding which we repaired. Four broken ribs, a broken arm, a severely bruised thigh, the bruising reaching into the bone. Severe bruising around his entire body. We suspect by the bruising that he got beaten with a crowbar. I've seen the type of bruising before. I'm surprised more bones were not broken due to the force. He lost a massive amount of blood and we are going to give him transfusions till we can get his blood count back up again."

The doctor stopped causing Hotch concern. "There's more, isn't there?"

The doctor nodded. JJ's hand crept into his hand and held it tightly.

"Spencer got raped."

"Oh my god," JJ said before putting her hand over her mouth.

"We had to repair damage inside his rectum with stitches. Whoever raped your friend, did it brutally and it would have caused a great amount of pain. There are hand print bruises on his hips. One of the main sources of blood loss was from the damage. I don't expect him to wake up within the next few days. His body needs time to heal. We have placed him in the same room as your other agent."

"I know, I just came from there," Hotch said. He kept trying to push the revulsion away, he needed to focus.

"We also found this," the doctor said before she pulled a small plastic bag out of her white coat. Hotch took it from her. There was a small plastic bag inside it with what looked like a USB. "We handled it with gloves but after being briefed on what has happened. I thought this is important. It was around Spencer's neck."

Hotch went to give the bag to JJ when he noticed her breathing was shallow and her eyes closed. "JJ?"

JJ's knee's buckled and Hotch quickly caught her. "Dammit," he cursed.

Garcia felt her eyes burn as she kept her eyes on the screen. She grabbed her coffee and took another large gulp. Blake was looking through files on the other side of the room. A small beep came from one of her computers. Garcia stopped typing and rushed to that screen. She typed furiously for five minutes before an array of beeps came from her computers. She waited impatiently for the printer. She almost ripped the papers from it before rushing out of the room and into Agent Grant's office.

He looked up as she slammed the papers on his table.

"The bastards are there. Go and get them," she said angrily, all her anger from her team being hurt flowing through her. Grant looked in shock as he looked at the piece of paper.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"I back hacked her systems and retrieved your missing data. I grabbed the GPS location of her main system which is their main base. I'm sure," she said angrily. "I also have planted a virus in her system. She presses a key, I'll know. She moves, I'll know. I have two members of my family in hospital and I don't intend to have another one in there. Get your team and get these bastards. Don't take Agent Fraser with you."

"Why?" he questioned.

Garcia turned over another page. "I tracked Jaqueline's contacts. One happens to be a phone that I located here. I checked the private accounts of those bastards, which are frozen now, and it seems Agent Fraser has received payments from them. I can't find their employer though, every trace of him must have gotten purged from her system. Do your job and get these people in cuffs and in a cell!"

Morgan sat next to Reid's bed, he held Reid's good hand and gently squeezed it. Rossi had not seen Reid yet as he had not awoken from his sleep. Every beep from the heart monitor helped Morgan. It reassured him that Reid was still with them. Hotch had told him everything after he had helped JJ onto a gurney. She had fainted from a mix of exhaustion and shock. He couldn't believe his little brother had been brutally raped. Morgan brought Reid's hand in his own and pressed it against his forehead and he closed his eyes.

"Dear God, please watch over my little brother. I can't lose him. None of us on the team can. He is a good man and he needs someone to watch over him. He has gone through an indescribable horror and he's scared. Please, look after him. Don't take him away from us. Amen."

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