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Chapter Twenty-Two.

Hotch walked into the office first, looking around to see where two of his agents are. "Where's Reid and Davis?" He asked as he approached Morgan and Prentiss.

"We were wondering the same thing, we didn't think they'd arrive after you." Morgan said, checking his phone again.

"I'll give them a call, see where they are." Hotch took out his phone, dialling Reid first. When it went to voicemail he tried Davis. "Neither of them is answering their cells."

Rossi and JJ walked over to stand within the group. "I've tried Reid too, I've got a really bad feeling Hotch." JJ said, her face worried.

"We will find them. JJ, you and Prentiss go speak to Garcia, see if she can locate their phones and get any footage from the hotel, everyone else with me." Hotch turned and the men followed, walking to the elevator.

"What did Red say in the text?" Morgan asked, looking over to his boss.

"Just that they were heading here and they'd explain everything when they arrived." Hotch tried Reid's phone again and shook his head.

"I'll call the hotel on the way, see if they've heard anything." Rossi added as they stepped into the lift.

"This doesn't look good Hotch." Morgan said, rubbing his hand across the top of his head.

"No, no it doesn't."

When I came round I let out a small groan, my eyes struggling to adjust to the little light that illuminated the room. I seemed to be in what looked like a basement, I could only see the dark grey walls and they had a slight shine to them – condensation maybe? No windows either. I couldn't hear much – so either the walls are thick enough to keep the sound out or I am below the ground. I cursed myself in my head, pushing myself into a seated position as my eyes adjusted.

"Doc…?" I whispered, my eyes squinting to further study my surroundings.

"He's not here." A voice said from the darkest corner of the room, my stomach jumping into my throat.

"What have you done to him?" I snapped, my voice croaking. The man let out a slight scoff before I heard him pull on a switch – brightness suddenly flooding the room, blinding me for a moment as they are forced to adjust. The man just sat there, watching me with his eyes narrowed, his hands relaxed and in his lap.

"What have I told you about speaking to me with respect?" He growled, his eyes narrowing. I'm starting to realise that this guys mood can shift faster than I can blink. "We can't be together if you don't respect me." His hands moved to tightened around the armrests, the wood creaking under the sudden pressure.

"If you respected me you wouldn't be treating me or my friend like this." I growled back, getting up off the plastic wrapped mattress. Apparently I just found some confidence and possibly some insanity, I'm acting up in front of a man who could snap me like a twig. "I'll cut you a deal, you let Reid go and then I'll respect you."

I crossed my arms, looking down at my clothes which weren't mine. The bastard changed me into some leggings and a new shirt. This guy definitely has something wrong with his head, didn't he mention something earlier about me being dirty? He can't be a clean freak because this room definitely didn't look hygienic.

"You don't get to make the demands. You do as I say." He stood and stormed towards me, giving me no time to react as he shoved me back hard enough to hit the wall behind me, I didn't even have the chance to slide down before he was back again, pinning me to the wall by the throat – pressing hard enough for me to struggle with my breathing.

"Your scrawny friend doesn't have a lot of time left, he will be dead soon and we can be together." He was so close I could feel his warm breath heat my clammy skin, his voice tormenting me as he grinned – his finger trailing down my cheek. "You won't have to worry about him anymore."

My eyes were wide as I stared at him, rage boiling inside of me. I was helpless when I lost my parents – I will refuse to be that frightened little girl again right now when I've been trained to be better than that. "Get… off…" I wheezed, bringing my hands in between his elbows, using as much strength as I could to push them apart – allowing me the room to dig my thumbs into his eyes. "Get… off!" I said louder this time, using the wall to help strengthen the shove.

He screamed, releasing his grip and allowing me to force him further back. I ran toward the wooden chair and picked it up, turning and smacking him hard enough with it to break it completely – causing him to drop to the ground. "I have to find Reid…" I whispered, moving to the door and trying the handle. "Shit!" I banged against in in frustration, my body turning to see the man who abducted us still on the floor.

"Keys." I moved to his side, picking up one of the legs of the chair to act as a weapon – just in case he decided to try anything. "Where are they…" I whispered, tapping down his pockets until I saw the chain around his neck. "Gotcha." I snapped the chain off him and grabbed the key, keeping my body to the side so I could still see the lunatic on the floor. I definitely don't want to be in that choke hold again.

"Come on…"

I hissed, my heart beating faster when he began to stir. I twisted the key and it unlocked the door, allowing me to push it open and run out into a narrow hallway. I could only see one door down here so if Reid was anywhere, it must be at the top of the stairs. I slammed the door shut before he became fully conscious, locking the door with the key and running up the stairs – my feet cold against the cold metal. I got to the top and it opened, clearly the man didn't think I'd ever get this far. I didn't allow myself to get smug as I stepped into a bright kitchen, this time it wasn't artificial- a large glass window occupied most off the far wall which allowed the sun light to come in.

"Reid!" I shouted, my voice echoing in the large open plan space. "Reid!" I heard banging down stairs and I shut the basement door, pulling a small cabinet in front of it. "Where are you…" I breathed, the space was large – there was the usual living and dining area, kitchen and up a few steps in the furthest corner was a bedroom area. I could see everything from this spot and the one thing I wanted to find wasn't in view. The other thing I couldn't see was the bathroom.

I heard a crash from the basement and I ran across the open space, the wooden chair leg still to hand. "Reid?!" I slammed my body through the bathroom door and he wasn't here either. I was beginning to think that the crazy stalker really did do something to Reid. I moved to run to the back door as the man began to push his way out the door at the top of the stairs. Once again, the door was locked and I screamed in frustration- the wooden stick rising as I began to smack it repeatedly against the glass – creating a large crack in the centre.

"You don't hurt people you love!" A voice came from behind me and I didn't even look, I just swung high – aiming for his head. Instead I didn't collide with anything but air and he tackled me – sending both of us through the glass door and onto the ground outside. All I could see out here were lots and lots of trees, not even neighbours nearby to hear me.

"After everything, this is how you repay me." His voice sounded like it was edged with sadness, his body pressing me into the shards of glass that covered the ground beneath me. "We are meant to be together."

I tried to push him off but all that managed to do was him adjusting his position so he was sat on my lower abdomen and pelvis while his knees kept my arms pinned to the floor. "Where is he?!" I spat, trying to wriggle from beneath him – doing the best I could to ignore the pain of the glass slicing deeper into my back and legs.

"I told you. He's probably dead by now." He grinned at me, leaning down closer as he gently placed a kiss on my collar bone. "It's just you and me now." He whispered as he kissed up my neck and jaw. "We're going to be so happy together." His face was directly above mine now, his nose brushing against mine as he forced a kiss against my lips. I squeezed my eyes closed and as he stuck his tongue into my mouth I took that as an opportunity to bite into it, causing him to scream and pull away – his mouth dripping with bright crimson blood.

I smirked at him, spitting his blood out of my mouth. "I will be never be happy with you."

He grabbed both my arms and hauled me up, the glass slicing the soles of my feet as he dragged me inside and threw me back to the ground. "You ungrateful bitch!" He wiped the blood off his chin and kicked me hard in the ribs, I tried to curl my body around it to soften the blow but the strength behind that was fuelled by pure rage.

I coughed as I laid on my side, my arms cradling my ribs as pain shot through me as he kicked me again, this time on my back. I could feel the wounds created by the glass seep even more now, the shirt sticking to my bloody skin as he kicked my back one more time, the air leaving my lungs.

"You are a terrible person!" He grabbed my ankles and dragged me across the floor back toward the basement. "The other girls were much nicer than you!" He picked me up and walked down the steps and back into the room, dropping me on the hard concrete floor rather than the mattress. "You won't be leaving this room again." I looked up at him from the ground, my eyes fuzzy as the pain tore through my body. I didn't care about what would happen to me anymore, I wasn't the priority – the only person I cared about right now was Spencer Reid.

Hotch stood in the hotel car park – staring at the black Suburban SUV, Morgan is currently speaking with the hotel staff in case anyone witnessed anything and Rossi is trying to get an understanding of what happened from the two officers who were supposed to be watching this place from across the lot. As Morgan walked back over, Hotch's phone rang.

"Garcia what have you got?"

"The last place they used their phones are where you are currently stood Sir, after that they fall off the grid."

Hotch shook his head, looking over at Rossi who was striding quickly back toward them. "And the CCTV footage?"

"I'm still working on that sir."

"Well get it done Garcia, we've got two agents missing."

"Yes sir." Garcia ended the call and Hotch pinched he bridge of his nose, turning to Rossi as he approached.

"We have to get to Georgetown university hospital."

"Why...What's happened?" Morgan said, his voice concerned.

"They've found Reid."