Hello hello! I made time for this because I suddenly had an idea. I hope you enjoy this mostly happy chapter, there really hasn't been a happy chapter since maybe chapter one... oh well, when is criminal minds really a super happy show?

(I don't own criminal minds or Reid *pouts*)

I wish you all of the happiness on your trek into my thoughts.

The drive was painfully long, even though it was only an hour and fifteen minutes rather than two hours. Morgan had been driving one SUV while Hotch drove the other. Both completely disregarded speed limits as the careened around corners, weaved through traffic and blew through stop signs and empty intersections.

Nobody talked through the entire ride, mostly because they were hanging on for dear life. However, nobody complained about the driving either.

Everyone had subconsciously remembered everything this unsub had done to his prior victims. They had all prayed that since Reid and Makaia were his true targets, he would keep them longer and slow the pace of their torture.

They had all hoped and wished and prayed that Reid would be okay.

'Six days.' Blake thought as she gripped the bottom of her seat, trying to stay upright as Hotch swerved violently around cars that were going much to slow. 'He's been there for SIX DAYS and we couldn't find him'. Blake saw so much of herself in the young man that he had almost been a surrogate son to the one she had lost. She just hoped he would be okay.

Rossi felt dread in the pit of his stomach as Morgan took a corner with such speed he was almost certain the SUV would flip. He hated the fact that they hadn't been able to find the genius sooner. He didn't want to imagine what he had gone through, but his thoughts kept wandering back to the crime scene photos and the ME reports. If the unsub had followed through with his typical MO, Rossi didn't know what he would do.

JJ bit her lip as she tried not to think about what her best friend was going through. He had to be okay. He had to. He had been through so much in his life. He had grown up with a schizophrenic mother, been relentlessly bullied for his gifted mind, been abducted twice, kicked a drug habit, contracted anthrax, been shot twice, he saw the woman he loved die right in front of him, hell he'd even died then been resuscitated! He was the most resilient man JJ had ever met. He had to be okay.

Hotch cursed himself for letting Reid talk to the victim's fiancé alone. He knew it was useless to think, but his minds kept insisting that he could have done something. Logically, he knew that was impossible. Blaine had had his sights set on Reid for a long time, and he would've gotten him with or without Hotch present. Hotch just so badly wanted the youngest member of their BAU family to be back safely with them.

Morgan was ready to put Blaine's head on display over his mantle. He was furious with the man for taking his best friend, who was more like a little brother. He was getting Reid back and making Blaine pay. Who was he to decide who lives and who dies? He was not sentencing Reid to death. Morgan would not let that happen.

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Makaia cowered in the corner, curled up in a tight ball. She forced her head down into her knees, refusing to look at the dead faces of the people who were going to adopt her in a few short weeks.

Dr. Reid's cried of pain reverberated through the room. They slowly got louder and Makaia wondered what in god's name their captor was subjecting him to now. She wanted the screaming to stop. She wanted the cold to stop. She wanted the pain to stop. She just wanted everything to stop.

Death wouldn't be so bad.

After a while of trying to figure out a way to kill herself, the screaming stopped. The silence was almost worse. Almost.

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After a while, Reid's body went numb. He could no longer feel the harsh belt marks on his skin.

His mind wandered to Makaia; was she okay? Well obviously not. She had just been forced to watch as her family was murdered in front of her.

Reid closed his eyes, giving into the darkness that had threatened his vision for so long, and just hoped that the unsub would leave Makaia alone for now.

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Morgan kicked the door in and Hotch all but ran into the dark front room of the warehouse. JJ followed quickly behind the unit chief, Morgan jumped into line in front of Rossi and Blake brought up the rear. Four police officers came in behind them.

They shone the beams of their flashlights around, finding two doors. Hotch and Rossi went through the one on the right hand side while Blake, JJ and Morgan went through the left door. Two uniforms followed each group.

Hotch lead his group down a hallway and to yet another door. He tried the knob and found it locked. The unit chief took a step back before kicking right above the knob where the lock would be.

The door splintered and the narrow hall opened into a wide, twenty foot by twenty foot room. The grimy light bulb hanging from the ceiling gave off little light, but enough to see that there were three chairs with people, who were obviously dead, tied to them.

Hotch moved into the room with Rossi on his heels. The officers stayed near the door, watching for Blaine.

As the agents got closer to the dead people, they saw Makaia, curled into a ball in the corner.

"Makaia." Hotch said gently, putting his gun in its holster. "Makaia it's okay. You're safe now." she slowly looked up, terror and sadness in her eyes as Hotch approached her. "My name is Aaron. I'm with the FBI." Hotch walked around the dead bodies, not looking at their faces, keeping eye contact with Makaia. He was startled when she talked.

"Where's Doctor Reid?" Her voice was small and scared.

"We have another team of agents searching right now." Hotch explained, crouching down a few feet away from the cowering girl, not wanting to make her feel trapped. He noticed the chain around her ankle. "I've got Makaia, we need a medic and bolt cutters." He said into his radio. Moments later, a medic appeared with bolt cutters.

"Hotch." He turned to face Rossi. "Look." For the first time, Hotch looked at the bodies.

It was the Charston family.

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JJ was relieved when Hotch's voice came through the radio, proclaiming they had found Makaia. She and Blake were slowly making their way down a hall, Morgan and the officers had split off down a side corridor.

A few yards later, the hallway ended with a door. Luckily, it was unlocked. JJ and Blake entered the, shocked at the sight before them.

"Spence!" JJ exclaimed, immediately ripping her jacket off to cover his unclothed, half purple, bleeding, swollen body. "Oh my god." She saw the electric burns on his chest and temples, the claw mark across his face and the gash on the side of his head.

"We've got Reid." JJ heard Blake say through the Radio. "We need a medic and bolt cutters too." Blake turned to JJ. "I'm going to get them."

"I'm staying here." JJ held her gun ready, blocking Reid as best she could while also watching to door. Blake hurried out the door to find the medic and bring them to Reid.

Moments later, Morgan came rushing into the room. "Oh my god." He breathed, taking in Reid's bruised, bloody form.

"JJ?" she whirled around at the sound of her whispered name.

"Spence." There were tears in her eyes. "Spence it's okay. We're here now. You're safe."

"Makaia…?" his eyes were barely open and his voice was strained, but he was still concerned for the other victim. Typical Reid.

"She's fine." JJ smiled.

"Reid." Morgan rushed to the bedside. "Please tell me he didn't…" Morgan couldn't finish his sentence, he was too horrified.

"No. He didn't." Reid spoke quickly, reassuring his teammates as much as himself.

Morgan and JJ both breathed sighs of relief. They didn't know how they would have reacted if the creep had raped Reid.

"Where…" Reid was starting to fade again. "Where is he?" his eyes fluttered shut.

"Reid." Morgan commanded. "Open your eyes." He wasn't sure how much head trauma the young agent had endured. JJ was secretly grateful that she didn't have to tell Reid they hadn't found Blaine yet. "REID!" he wasn't opening his eyes.

Luckily, Blake led the medics into the room at that moment. The three agents stood back as the cuffs were cut and Reid was gently loaded onto a gurney and rolled out of the room.

That was when the realization set in. Reid was back. He was with them.

But Blaine was nowhere to be found.

Hope you enjoyed! Please review! I will try my hardest to update tomorrow or possibly even later today, but life. Vaarwel!