10,000 pounds of pressure had to be pressing down on her temples. A tribal drummer had taken up residence behind her eye sockets and was currently pounding out his peoples native song as her brain ricocheted off her skull. Cold. That was the first thing that she registered, other than her headache. She had to be laying on a cement floor by the feel of it. Penelope Garcia struggled to sit up, gingerly cracking her eyes open to take in her surroundings. It was fairly dark in the concrete room with small shafts of light entering from the tiny windows at the very top of one wall. Looking around the room Garcia noticed that she wasn't alone. Along the opposite wall from where she was sprawled were the slumped forms of Morgan, Reid, and Hotch.

Crawling toward the agents, Penelope tried to piece together what exactly happened to land her in the position she was currently in. She remembered leaving her office and heading down to the parking garage. She had walked with Morgan most of the way down as was their usual when he was in town, but he had to double back when he realized he had left his keys. Everything was clear until she had stepped from the elevator in the garage and began walking to her car. That's where everything went blank.

Aaron Hotchner was the closest to her. First thing the Tech Analysist did was press her index and middle finger to her boss' pulse point on his neck. Smoothing the hair out of Hotchner's eyes, Penelope did her best to lay her boss down to make him more comfortable placing his head in her lap. "Sir. Sir wake up. Hotch? Please sir wake up." Laying her unit chief's head down gently on the floor, Garcia then made her way down the wall to Morgan.

She again repeated the process she previously established with Hotch before and then lay him down with his head in her lap as she tried to rouse the unconscious agent. Lightly tapping Morgan on the cheeks, Penelope called out his name softly so not to startle the man. "Derek. Derek wake up please. Please Derek I'm scared." She told him.

Getting no response Penelope place Morgan's head onto the floor as she had Hotch's and made her way down to the last man. Spencer Reid was bent almost in half and had a large knot above his left temple. His breathing was shallow and when she went to lay him down he moaned in pain. "Reid! Reid oh God please wake up!" Garcia was rewarded by the fluttering of Spencer's long lashes and the slow opening of his eyes.

"Garcia?" he asked.

"Oh thank God. Reid are you okay?"

Reid grimaced and stretched his body out. Garcia heard Spencer's joints pop and an entirely too loud groan came from the man with his head still in her lap.

"Reid talk to me. Are you okay? What's wrong? Where are you hurt? What can I do?"

"Shh." Was Reid's only reply as he brought his hands to his head.

'Apparently I'm not the only one with a headache it seems.' She thought as she whispered, "Right. Sorry" She began rubbing the knots from Spencer's shoulders trying to comfort the man the best way she could.

"What happened? Where are we?"

"Not a clue. But Morgan and Hotch are here with us. I checked them first but they haven't come to yet."

Reid nodded as best he could with his head still resting on Penelope. "Help me sit up." Slowly Garcia helped Spencer to a sitting position and used her body as a lean to when a wave of dizziness swept over the younger agent.

Once Spencer was sitting up on his own, Penelope turned back toward the other men in the room. They had started to stir and Hotch's groans followed by Derek's explicatives rang out. Crawling over to Morgan, Garcia did her best to help her best friend sit up, and then made her way over to her boss doing the same for him. Once each of the men were lucid enough the questions began.

"Where the hell are we?" was Morgan's first after he took in the situation.

Hotch was the first to stand, slowly walking about the room he noticed the large glass window that resembled the ones in the interrogation rooms. Walking up to it he tried to peer into the next room knowing that it was going to be useless.

"Evening my fine guests." A voice boomed in seemingly out of nowhere. "Thank you for coming tonight."

"We didn't exactly have a choice." said Morgan coming to his feet bring Penelope with him. On instinct Garcia immediately went to Reid to help him stand.

The voice sighed. "Look at her gentleman. She's everything in one package isn't she."

'I'm the only she here.' thought Penelope. A cold chill ran down her spine as Reid's arms encircled her trying to shield her from the voice.

"She's such a nurturing soul, isn't she Agent Hotchner? Quite beautiful as well. Am I right Agent Morgan. And how about her intelligence Doctor Reid? Quite the turn on isn't she men."

Garcia's stomach flipped as Reid's arms tightened. Hotch and Morgan joined the two where they were standing by the wall. Morgan pulled her out of Reid's arms and into his.

"What do you know about Agent Garcia?" asked Hotch ever the professional.

The disembodied voice laughed. "Why I know everything about her Agent Hotchner. And I know everything about you and your agents as well. I've been watching and listening and waiting for oh so long. I have seen looks that others would dismiss. I have heard things that you would all deny that you said. You have all given so much of yourselves to keep the public safe, and in return have lost so much." The voice sighed heavily. " You lost your wife Agent Hotchner. Agent Morgan his faith in humanity. And even Doctor Reid came close to losing himself to addiction. However, the one person that has tried so hard to keep you all together was the sweet and loving Penelope Garcia. But you already know that don't you agents?"

She was absolutely terrified. What had she done to deserve this? Penelope buried her face into Derek's chest as he pulled her to him tighter. She could feel Reid's comforting presence pressed against her back and Hotch was standing guard less than an arm's length from them.

"It's okay Baby Girl. I'm here. We're not going to let him do anything to you." Derek soothed trying to comfort the woman.

"Oh I'm not going to harm her Agent Morgan. I am not her to harm anyone. As a matter of fact, I am not going to touch her at all. You all will."