Bonjourno! This chapter is a bit on the shorter side, but I think I made up for it in the action-y stuff. I wish you all the enjoyment!

(I sadly do not own anything to do with criminal minds)

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"ECT?" Makaia whispered after the unsub walked out of the room.

Reid twitched slightly and groaned. "Yeah."

"How high was the amperage?" concern was obvious in her voice.

"Only went up to fifty milliamps." Reid's voice was hoarse and dry. "Brain damage isn't probable."

"But the electric burns will scar." Makaia studied Reid's head and still bare chest. He didn't have the energy or coordination to re-button his shirt as his muscles continued to contract spontaneously.

"Rather unfortunate locations for such ugly scars, don't you think?" Reid really felt that he needed to lighten the mood, even though that was near impossible considering the situation.

"Quite."

Not able to think of anything else to say, both geniuses leaned against the cold walls and remained silent. Hope was slowly draining out of both of them.

What Reid estimated to be about ten minutes later, the unsub came back with a bag in his hand. Makaia shifted away from the unsub and towards Reid as their captor came closer. The unsub dropped the bag three feet from the geniuses, making them both flinch. He knelt down and unzipped the bag, producing two IV bags.

The prisoners watched as the unsub hung the bags on hooks that had gone unnoticed until now. Reid eyed the unsub wearily as he held the needle and reached for Reid's hand to insert it.

"Don't worry Spencer." This man was incredibly good at mocking sympathy. "There is no carbenicillin in here." Reid relaxed slightly as the unsub pushed the needle into his hand. He knew that the IV was used to keep the previous victims alive. Once the IV was dripping into Reid's system, the unsub wrapped the needle in duct tape, probably to ensure he wouldn't take it out. The unsub repeated his actions with Makaia, then left.

"What's with this?" Makaia asked.

"It's to keep us alive until he wants to kill us." Reid explained. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until the nutrients entered his bloodstream, satisfying his screaming body. "We die on his terms, not nature's."

"I see." She mumbled back.

Reid stared off into space for a few moments; he was unsure of what he should say, so he decided to just keep quiet. After a few minutes, he heard Makaia's voice.

"Useless." she said.

"What?" Reid asked, confused.

"Hmm?" Makaia turned to him, just as confused as he was.

"What's useless?"

"You are."

"Excuse me?" Reid was shocked. "How am I useless?"

"I didn't say you were."

"You just did."

"And I meant it. You're the FBI agent. Why can you get us out of here?"

"I'm just as helpless as you are right now. What could I possibly be doing to get us out of here?"

"Dr. Reid…?" Makaia edged away from the elder genius. "I didn't say anything."

"Wha-"

"You're such an idiot!" she yelled.

"I'm smarter than you!" he shot back.

"Oh sure. Put down the fifteen year old to make yourself feel better." She sneered.

"No, I didn't-"

"Oh what, you didn't mean it?" she mocked, smirking. "I think you did."

"Makaia, please I-"

"Just shut up!" she was clearly angry with him. "Shut up or figure out how to get out of this place!"

"I'm trying!" he was taken aback by her sudden anger. "There isn't much I can do about it. My team will come."

"Your team? The ones that sent you to a victim's family by yourself, in the middle of nowhere, so you could get your brakes cut and crash into a tree before the unsub abducted you? Some team. They sound like they really care."

"Don't you dare insult them!"

"I. just. DID!"

"Stop! Just stop!"

"NO!"

"Makaia, please." He begged.

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"Dr. Reid. He put hallucinogens in your IV. I never said you were useless. I never said you weren't smart! I know you're smarter than me."

"No, I didn't-" there was a pause as Makaia 'said' something. "Makaia, please I-"

"Dr. Reid, listen. He drugged you again. Listen to my words. I never said anything negative. I didn't say you were useless or that you weren't smart."

"I'm trying!" his voice was so distraught that Makaia thought he might be close to tears. "There isn't much I can do about it. My team will come."

"I know they will. They will come and rescue us. They're brilliant and they will find us."

"Don't you dare insult them!"

"I did not insult them." Makaia kept her voice level and she spoke, trying to coax the agent out of his delusion, but she knew it was futile.

"Stop! Just stop!"

"Dr. Reid." She begged, beginning to get frightened as he shouted at her.

"Makaia, please." He was begging now, as if Makaia was scaring him.

"I'm sorry." She said, reaching for his hand. Before she could grab it however, his eyes closed and he slouched over sideways. "Dr. Reid?" she began to panic. "Dr. Reid!" she shook his shoulder gently. She was quiet for a moment, listening. She heard the even rhythm of inhaling and expelling oxygen and breathed a sigh of relief herself.

Makaia knew there was nothing she could do to wake the elder genius, so she just tried to get comfortable on the concrete floor. She sat in silence, hoping that Dr. Reid had just passed out from stress and exhaustion.

She was astounded at how forgiving the concrete underneath her seemed, and before she knew it, he mind was blank and she was sleeping too.

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The unsub quietly set up the chairs in the center of the room, not wanting to wake his guests just yet, especially since his new ones were still very much asleep.

Once everything was set up, he left.

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Reid groaned and lifted his head away from his chest. He looked over to see Makaia, curled up on her side, sleeping a few feet away before he felt another presence in the room. He turned towards the center of the room and his eyes widened in shock and horror at what was before him. Three chairs were placed with three feet of space between them, an unconscious person in each. All three people were bound and had duct tape over their mouths.

Reid just stared. There was nothing more he could do. He wondered who these people were and why the unsub had chosen them. After what could have been seconds or days, Reid couldn't tell, he heard Makaia shifting next to him. He tore his gaze away from the new prisoners and looked uneasily at Makaia, wondering what her reaction to the new people would be.

Makaia groaned and pushed herself up off the ground, brushing her hair out of her face. She turned to Reid, noticed his expression then slowly turned her head towards the new prisoners. A horrified gasp escaped her lips as she pressed herself into the wall, covering her eyes and sobbing.

"Makaia." Reid shifted towards her. "Makaia, who are they?"

There was no answer, only heavy sobs from the younger genius.

"Makaia." Reid placed a hand on her shoulder and she all but jumped into his lap, seeking the comfort of a human embrace. Reid wrapped his arms tightly around the girl, letting her sob into his shoulder, wanting to help as much as he could.

After a few moments, she spoke. "They're…" she lifted her head slightly, so as not to muffle her already incoherent words. "They're my foster family."

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