Hey, everyone. Here is the next chapter for you all. Sorry for it being later than usual but I've had a bad week with my neurological disorder and it has taken me a little longer to get all my writing done. I really hope you all enjoy this chapter and there is still a lot more to go on the road to torturing Reid. I forgot how good I was at torturing him. Sorry for leaving you all on a cliffhanger. Enjoy and I look forward to hearing from you all.

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Reid moaned in pain as Dell smashed the butt of the gun across his face. He fell to the forest floor as pain shot through his head. Dell stormed over to him and delivered a brutal kick to Reid's stomach. "I told you not to do anything stupid! You split my damn lip. I make good on my promises. I'm going to show you some pain very soon."

Dell brought up the butt of his gun and smashed it into Reid's head again. Reid's eyes closed as the pain became too much. The darkness provided him with safety but it also brought fear.

Reid moaned as he began to wake up. His entire head felt as if someone was constantly shouting in his ear. Sluggishly, he opened his eyes to see Dell standing next to him with a large smile on his face. "Hello, Dr Reid. I see you've woken up in time for your punishment."

A few muffled whimpers escaped into the tape as Reid laid on the forest floor. His arms had been taped behind his back again. He noticed his legs had also been tied to a tree, each on one side of the tree and the rope around it. Dell knelt and gripped Reid's hair. He yanked up his head and grinned. "I warned you. This is all your fault but trust me, I'm going to enjoy doing this."

Dell walked away for a moment before returning with a sledgehammer in his hand. Reid's eyes widened as he realized what Dell was about to do. He shook his head frantically as Dell brought down the sledgehammer to one of his legs.

Unbelievable pain beyond measure ripped through his leg. He screamed into the tape over his mouth and sobbed as the pain began to spread up his leg and through his body. Tears spread down his cheeks. He struggled to stop himself from blacking out from the pain. Dell almost cackled as he walked around to the other side of Reid and brought up the hammer again. "Let's see you run now!"

Searing pain like fire rushed through him as he felt his second leg break. He didn't have any chance to scream as he passed out from the pain.

Dell tossed the hammer to the floor and brushed his hands together. He knelt next to Reid and delighted in the sight of some bone sticking out from the agent's leg. He grabbed the bag he had brought and pulled out what he would need to keep the leg stable. He couldn't have his hostage dying too early.

Garcia looked at the picture of Carey Lock and felt nothing but pure hatred. She was searching for anyone who may have the means or reason to want Carey Lock out of prison. Morgan and Rossi had returned from searching the alley and forensics were now searching the scene for anything that could help them find Reid. Nothing came forward to her as she looked into Carey Lock's past except for the fact that he was a sick bastard after doing the things he had done. He had tortured and killed four people in their homes. The crime scene photos sickened her as she sent them to the team's tablets for analysis. She couldn't track Reid's phone and knew Dell was somehow blocking her from doing it.

JJ looked up from her tablet. "Garcia, has anyone stuck out in Carey's past?"

"No," she answered with frustration. "He seemed like a loner before he entered prison two years ago. Both his parents are dead and he has no siblings or close relatives. He worked various jobs but didn't stay in one place for long. He's got no children or a spouse. I'm useless."

"Garcia, don't say that," JJ said. "We'll get him back."

"I just hate that he's alone with some sadistic man whom is hurting him," she sighed.

"Wait," Blake said suddenly as leaned up in her seat. "How old is Carey Lock again?"

"Fifty six," Garcia confirmed.

"It says here in his file that he's been diagnosed with liver disease. What if there is no family connection to the person who took Reid?"

"What do you mean?" Morgan questioned.

"We may have not have seen his face on the camera but I'd estimate Dell is in his late twenties or early thirties. Dell could be a protegé to Lock. He's trying to free his mentor from prison. Dell must have watched Reid and most likely us before making his move. He's hurt Reid which means he has no lack of knowledge on how to torture someone. I will guess that Dell has killed before and if we don't get Reid back, it's likely he'll kill Reid too after getting Carey back. Carey Lock taught Dell how to become a proficient killer."

Hotch was about to talk when his cellphone began to ring.

A wave of sickness washed over Reid as he regained consciousness. His vision blurred and his breathing got heavier and heavier as he tried to move his legs. He cried out and realized the tape was no longer over his mouth. He was in the backseat of Dell's car and cried out again as the car went over a bump and came to a stop. He could barely concentrate as Dell opened the door at the bottom of his feet. His arms were now tied to the door above him tightly. As he moved his gaze over his legs, he found them splinted, iced with some packs and one of them wrapped up with bloody bandages.

"How are we doing, Dr Reid?" Dell grinned.

"Y-You broke my damn legs!" Reid snapped before taking a deep breath to deal with pain. Dell brought his phone up with Hotch's contact details on it.

"I do love your phone. Don't have hope that your team can track this phone. I have a nice little trick that disabled that. We're going to give your team a call and see if they've done what I've asked."

Reid tried to argued but couldn't talk as Dell slammed a beefy hand over his mouth. Dell put the phone on speaker.

"Hello," Hotch's voice came down the phone.

"Hello, Agent Hotchner. Are you and your team being good and doing what I asked?"

"My superiors are reluctant to release Carey due to his actions and are refusing to negotiate with a kidnapper. I'm trying to work out a deal but you need to give us more time."

"That is not what I wanted to hear and that's bad news for Dr Reid. I'm going to punish him even more now. He was a very disobedient man and tried to get away. He won't be doing that again."

"What did you do to him?" Hotch said, his voice slightly panicked.

Dell put the phone to Reid's ear. "Tell them what I did."

The beefy hand got removed from Reid's mouth.

"Hotch," Reid cried shakily, cursing himself for crying.

"Reid, what did he do? How badly hurt are you? We're doing everything we can to get you back."

A small scream escaped his lips as Dell hit one of his legs. He coughed as let out a small sob. Nothing but pained breathing filled the air.

"Reid!" Morgan's voice came down the line.

"Tell them what I did," Dell growled.

His bottom lip quivered as he spoke. "H-He broke both my legs," he cried as Dell hovered over him. "It really hurts and I-I think the bone is through the skin on one of them. I-I can't move my legs and I-I'm scared. I tried to get away but I-I failed. Hotch, I'm sorry."

"We're going to get you back," Hotch promised down the phone. "Don't give up."

Dell grabbed one of Reid's legs and squeezed it. He relished as a loud, ear-piercing scream escaped his hostage. "Ahhhhhh! Stop!"

The voices of the young man's team came through the phone as they shouted with concern.

"Release Carey Lock or I'll torture him till his last breath. Get it done!"

As he disconnected the call, he watched Reid's eyes roll up and close as he passed out from the pain again.

Garcia couldn't stop shaking as the dial tone filled the room. Her mascara ran down her cheeks as she began to cry. Morgan rushed to her and held her in his arms. "He'll be okay," Morgan soothed even though he struggled to believe his own words. She leaned into his chest and struggled to calm herself down.

"Morgan, h-he broke our baby geniuses legs," she shook her head. "He's in so much pain. Y-You heard him scream."

"We need to find him soon," JJ said. "He's in danger of infections and we have no idea about the conditions of his legs. If the bone pierced anything that might stop the blood flow to his foot than he may lost his foot. Spence told me all these fact about blood circulation. He's defenseless."

"He tried to get away," Hotch sighed before running his hand through his hair. "He broke Reid's legs to stop him attempting another escape. Garcia, where is Carey Lock currently incarcerated?"

Garcia came out from Morgan's hug and typed on her laptop. "South Dakota state penitentiary."

"I want road blocks set up in every state from here to that prison and road blocks set up in South Dakota near and around the prison. He'll want to be as close as he can to the prison to get Carey. I plan to get him before he can reach the prison. We have no idea how long he's been on the road but it's clear he's driving. There is no other way he could transport Reid. Garcia, how long does it take to drive from Virginia to South Dakota?" Hotch asked.

"Twenty two hours," Morgan answered before Garcia could even check. "Reid talked about distances in the US once while we were on the jet."

"That sounds like our genius," Garcia smiled.

"We need to find him before he reaches South Dakota. Dell will have to stop at some point to sleep so that gives us some extra time," Rossi said. "I'll speak with Cruz and see about having Carey Lock brought into our custody in South Dakota."

Dell pulled into a cheap motel and rubbed his tired eyes as night had come across the sky. He turned to his backseat to see that his hostage was still unconscious. He walked into the motel and paid for a room in cash. He paid extra to not be disturbed. The owner was happy to oblige. He was more interested in the beers nestled behind him and a football game on the television. Most of the keys were still present behind the motel desk which made Dell smile.

He made his way back to the car and moved half of his supplies into the motel room before opening the backseat and cutting the part of the rope connected to the door. The young man didn't even wake as he got dragged from the car and into the motel room. Dell shut the door of the car and walked into the room. He grabbed under Reid's shoulders and dragged into the bath where he proceeded to gag him and secure him to the bath.

"Sleep while you can," Dell smirked. "You won't like what I have planned when you're awake."

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