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*Warning this chapter does contain scenes of violent sexual nature.*

Chapter Twenty-Three.

The remaining members of the team walked quickly onto the ward, JJ approaching the nearest doctor or nurse who was stood by the reception.

"Excuse me, we are looking for Dr Spencer Reid?"

The doctor turned his head, looking at the blonde women before speaking. "Are you his family?"

"Not exactly, he's part of our team. We work for the FBI." She pulled out her badge and showed it to him before he nodded, facing the team.

"He's not in the best condition currently. He's sedated as his body has been through a trauma."

"What happened?" Rossi spoke, asking what everyone else was thinking.

"I can't tell you for certain, but my guess would be someone really took it out on Dr Reid. He was stabbed in the abdomen a couple of times and beaten."

"Oh Spencer…" Garcia whispered, causing Morgan to wrap an arm round her shoulders.

"How is he now?" Hotch asked, taking control.

"He's had his surgery and seems to be doing alright but he's not out the woods yet. We just need to keep him stable, the first twenty four hours are critical. He gets through that then we're looking at a good outcome."

"Can we see him?" Prentiss asked, looking at the doctor.

"Like I said, he's sedated. You can hang around in the waiting area but this is a busy ward so please try not to linger in the halls. I'll let you know if there are any changes in his condition." The doctor smiled at them and Hotch gave him his card.

"Call anytime."

The doctor nodded and walked away, Hotch turning to look at the rest of the group. "I know you are all worried about Reid but we still have a guy out there whose taken Davis. JJ why don't you stay here and the rest of you back to the office with me. We've still got work to do."

I woke back up to the darkness, I must've passed out again because I definitely wouldn't have decided to take a nap considering the current predicament. My face was cold against the concrete as I slowly moved to my arms to push myself up but pain shot through me and I collapsed back on the ground. My back and ribs were burning with pain, I could still feel some shards of glass in my wounds every time I moved.

"Damn it…" I breathed as I prepared myself to move again, my eyes squeezing shut as I placed both palms flat on the ground. "Like pulling of a plaster, just do it quickly…" I took in a breath, my ribs already aching from breathing before I used my strength and pushed myself off the ground – my teeth clamped together as I let out a groan.

I managed to get onto my knees and I hunched over, my arms wrapped around my torso as I whimpered at the pain.

"Clara?"

Heavy banging made me lift my head and turn to look at the door, the key scraping as it twisted in the lock. I took another deep breath and used the strength in my legs to get to my feet, my body shuffling backwards to the furthest corner away from the door. I waited for a few more moments before he opened it, the man walking in from the shadows.

"You're awake." He closed the door behind him and locked it again. "You've been asleep for quite a while." He moved to stand a few meters away from me, his arms crossing against his strong chest. "Have you calmed down now?"

My eyes narrowed at him as my body shook under the strain of standing. "You're really asking me that?" I leaned against the wall, hoping to use that for balance.

"You just don't understand." He shook his head, brushing his hand through his hair. "Everything I did was for you!"

"You can't blame murder on me!" I screamed back.

"They were practice! I wanted to make sure I was ready before we met again!" His fists were clenched now and his eyes were angry.

"Well you aren't doing very good job so far! Tell me where Reid is!" My legs began to shake as I fought to stay standing, the pain worsening the longer I stood.

"He's dead!" He yelled, his body tense. "He was getting in between us!" He turned and punched the wall.

"You're lying…"

"I left him bleeding on the side of the road!"

My eyes filled with tears and my legs collapsed beneath me causing the lunatic to rush to my side.

"Don't cry my love…"

"He didn't need to die…"

"He was a distraction." He scooped his arms beneath me and picked me up, a whine escaping my lips as he carried me up the stairs and out the basement. "You need a shower." He carried me to the bathroom and placed me onto the tiled floor of the wet room – starting the shower, it's spray missing me by a few feet.

"Why don't you just kill me?" I looked up at him, feeling utterly powerless.

"Because I love you, I can't live without you." He stroked my cheek and smiled. "We're meant to be..." he leaned down, placing a kiss on my shoulder. "You'll soon see it, we have all the time in the world."

I tried to move away from him but he gripped my arm tightly, keeping me there. "I can shower alone…"

"We can shower together." He whispered, standing straighter to remove his shirt.

"I don't want to shower with you." I said, my tone blunt. "Just stay away…" I winced as I pushed myself onto my knees.

"You'll feel different about it after, we will be closer." He pulled me to my feet, my body being pressed against the wall. "You'll finally understand how I feel about you, you'll see." He tore the shirt off me, leaving my upper body completely exposed and my eyes widened – knowing where this was going to go.

"You're so beautiful." He turned my body to face him and I shoved him, forcing him back and hitting the sink.

"Don't you dare touch me!" I screamed and he let out a deep breath, his hands tightening around the edge of the sink as he turned back to face me.

"You are mine! Stop fighting me!" He turned, his fist high in the air which I managed to dodge.

"I don't belong to anyone, I'm not an object for you to keep!" I moved away from him and he grabbed my arm, shoving me against the tiled wall – the water covering us, causing my hair to stick to my cheeks.

"You still don't understand…" he whispered into my ear, the pain intense as the tiles dug into my back. "You can't win this battle. I'll wear and wear you down until you can't fight anymore and then you'll finally obey me." His hand grabbed my crotch and I let out a scream, my body squirming in his grip.

"Get off!" My fingers clawed at his face and he pressed his body against mine – his body weight pinning me there.

"Relax my love." He grabbed my flailing arms by the wrists and lifted them above my head, pinning them there with one hand allowing his other to slide down my arm and cup my face. "Fighting me will only make it worse." He kissed me on the lips again before pulling away, allowing me to spit directly in his face.

"Fuck you."

His face screwed up in anger and he punched me in the stomach, his hand tightening around my wrists so I remained on my feet. "What did I just say." I just groaned and shook beneath him, his fingers trailing down my bruised ribs before he cupped my breast – his head moving down as he sucked my nipple.

"You are mine." He whispered again as he pulled at my leggings, ripping them again so he's able to pull them off – leaving my body fully exposed.

"Please… don't do this." I breathed, my head throbbing. "I'll start listening to you… please don't."

He unbuckled his trousers while he looked at me directly in the eyes, his lips pulling into a malicious smile.

"Get off!"

I kicked out my legs but he pinned it with his own, his hand pulling out his erection. "You'll enjoy this, I promise."

My eyes widened as he forced his way into me, my body shaking as he groaned in pleasure against my neck. "I love you so much..."