Chapter rated M
Reid's vision flickered on and off as he was once again dragged through the damp, underground hallway. He took many blows to the head just moments before and he most likely had a concussion – yet another injury added to the list of what he endured so far. He wouldn't admit it to anyone else, but at this rate death seemed like an appealing fate. The only power he had left was his mind, which was slowly crumbling away along with his body.
The light at the end of the passageway made him wince. After lying in the darkness for so long the light was insufferably bright. Still, he would have preferred the pain to what he saw when his vision came to. At first he didn't recognize his friend with her hair chopped off, but it was Emily. She was back in the cage, bloody and seemingly unconscious. His eyes were drawn to the blood coating her bare thighs. That amount of blood loss was remarkably dangerous, especially for someone who had endured so many traumas in the last 36 hours.
"You pigs aint so tough now, huh?" Jimmy said, cackling to himself.
Reid had to hold back his emotions. Tears were dangerously close, but he wouldn't let them see him cry. They'd taken enough of his dignity. And Emily – Emily was one of the strongest people he knew. Now she looked like a doll mutilated by a disturbed child.
"Please…" Reid croaked. "I'll do anything. Just let her go."
Jimmy, Davey and Angie looked at each other and laughed.
"Awhhh, the widdle F-Bwee-Eye body wants to swave his fwend," Angie mocked.
"No such luck, fuckboy," Davey guffawed, throwing Reid to the ground.
He was surrounded and there was nothing he could do but stay on the ground.
"I still don't think you understand, boy," Jimmy started. "We can do anything we want to you whether we let that slut go or not."
Of course Reid already knew this, but he that didn't mean he wasn't going to at least try.
"We know you know how that other bitch got out. But see Angie here is going to find her… and bring back her pretty little head," Jimmy explained with a grin.
Across the room, Angie equipped herself with a small machete from the wall of instruments.
"I'll tell her you said hi, Doc," she giggled before taking off up the stairs.
No, he thought.
Luke was with her, yes, but Angie was dangerous and the two left without weapons. Reid found himself having trouble breathing at this. This was a panic attack if he ever experienced one.
"You know we can't let you get away with this, right?" Jimmy asked rhetorically.
"Fine. Just do it," Reid rasped, trying to regain some strength.
"What? Kill you?!" Jimmy exclaimed. "Boy, that would be too easy. No, we have other plans for you."
"Get on all fours," Davey commanded, his eyes fixed on Reid in an unsettling display of lust.
Reid recognized that look instantly. He wanted to run, but he froze.
No, no, no. This couldn't happen again.
"Are you fucking deaf? GET ON ALL FOURS!" Davey screamed. He gave Reid a sharp kick in the stomach, which made it all the more harder for him to get up.
"Please…" he begged.
Jimmy, losing patience, pulled him up by his hair and arranged him with his cuffed hands planted on the ground and his bruised knees touching the floor, completely exposed without a single article of clothing.
"You know what, we should wake the bitch up to see what a slut her agent man is," Jimmy said, obviously excited by his idea.
"You come up with the best stuff, Jim," Davey said, returning a grin.
He went over to an old sink near the torture table and filled up a bucket of water that sat on the floor. Meanwhile Jimmy opened the cage with his keys and left them in the hole.
"This should wake her up," said Davey, tossing the water on her sleeping form.
With a look of shock, Emily came to life. She was utterly confused, possibly lost in a dream of a better place. Then she saw Reid and frowned. The young man could barely make eye contact with her in such a degrading state. His eyes lacked their former life.
"Okay, now everyone's here for the show, you want front or back Davey?" Jimmy smiled.
"Your choice, brother," Davey offered.
Jimmy moved in front of Reid and unzipped his own filthy jeans to reveal his fat member. Reid felt the urge to vomit, but there was barely anything in his system to heave up.
"Stop it! Leave him alone!" Emily screamed to no avail.
"Shut up, you're up next bitch," Davey hollered back with a wink.
"Open your mouth, pretty boy," Jimmy said. "And don't even think about using teeth or I'll blow that cunt's head off," he added, motioning over to Emily.
Reid didn't know what was more revolting, the act in which he was being forced to commit, the fact that his abuser used Morgan's nickname for him or that Emily was watching.
The foul part was shoved in his mouth before he had time to decide. The taste made him gag at first, which wasn't surprising since the men looked like they hadn't bathed since last summer.
"Come on boy, you know what to do," Jimmy whispered as he grasped Reid's scalp.
The moments were a blur, but he felt everything. To make matters worse, Emily was in his line of sight the entire time.
As Jimmy forced him to suck his manhood, Davey took him violently from behind. Never in his life had he felt so much pain or indignity. He felt the wounds from his first encounter with Davey reopening and he bled out.
At one point he heard Emily begin to sob. He couldn't help but wonder what they did to deserve this. They spent their lives saving people and catching killers like these so why did the world always throw irony in their faces?
Reid breathed a sigh of relief when the pain subsided. Maybe they were done and they would leave them be.
"Time to switch," Jimmy whispered in Reid's ear, violating him with hot, stale breath.
While the entire ordeal was repeated, Reid hid within his mind in a catatonic state. He had to in order to fight the forced pleasure he felt from his abuser aiming at his prostate. After what seemed like an eternity, he was tossed aside.
The two brothers stalked into Emily's cage, thirsting again after Reid's assault. Emily shut her eyes, ready to face what she had to.
Reid lifted his head and saw the men inside the cage along with a miracle – the keys were still in the keyhole. The only thing was, if he closed the cage Emily would be trapped inside… but only for a few seconds if he were quick enough to grab a weapon. It was a risk he had to take. It was the only way.
A sudden burst of adrenaline filled his body as he quickly got up and made a run to the cage. Before the assailants knew what was happening, Reid shut the door and locked it with the keys.
The sounds of their threats and protests merely bounced off him in his efforts to find a gun on the rack of weapons. And there it was. His revolver. Reid grabbed it and spun around to face the men who had made his and his friend's lives a living hell.
"Woah there, Doc, you're making a big mistake!" Jimmy snarled, moving to Emily with his hands outstretched.
Reid didn't even stop to think before shooting a bullet into the man's leg. He howled and fell to the floor in pain.
"You son-of-a," Davey started. Reid shot another bullet into his shoulder causing him to fall to the ground.
"Oh my god…" Emily gasped, starting to form a manic smile followed by tears.
Reid was shaking. He could hardly believe it. They had a chance of getting out alive.
"Reid, get me out of here!" Emily shouted, snapping him out of joyous delirium.
He quickly and cautiously opened the cage, keeping his gun aimed at the two men still on the floor of the cell. Reid handed Emily the keys, allowing her to unlock the collar around her neck. With that they both fled out of the cell and locked the door behind them, leaving their former captors imprisoned.
There was a brief moment of silence before the men began to moan and curse. Reid slid down to his knees, exhausted after conjuring energy he did not have. Prentiss also sank to his level, still in shock that they were almost free.
Her friend was shaking. His expression was blank, but his entire body was shaking like a frightened animal. Emily pulled Reid into an embrace and held him. She hadn't been sure if he would reject her touch after all he had been through, but he held on to her just as tightly. They remained like that for a good five minutes.
"Let's get the hell out of here," she whispered, finally letting her friend go.
Reid wiped his eyes and nodded. Then he remembered… JJ.
"Emily, we need to find JJ! Angie's going to kill her," Reid said, anxiety racing through his body.
"What? She's not here?" Prentiss asked, very confused.
"No, Luke helped her escape and they're heading for the closest town," Reid confessed.
"I knew you should have gotten rid of that son-of-a-bitch a long time ago!" Davey screamed at Jimmy from the cell. Apparently they were still conscious.
"Reid, we have to call for help first. I bet you anything they have a phone here," Emily said. "And we need to find some clothes."
"Right," Reid agreed, hoping Luke would be enough to defend JJ before backup arrived.
"She's gonna skin your friend alive before you find her, you fuckers!" Jimmy screamed from the cage.
Reid wanted more than anything to turn around and silence the men for good, but even after all they went through he would not let them turn him into a killer.
"Go to hell," Reid spat before heading down the passageway out.