Tickle Fanfics

Spencer's torture

(Criminal Minds tickle fanfic)

SUMMARY: In an attempt to save a little girl from a potential preditor, Spencer gets himself caught in a ticklish situation.

WARNING: swearing, pedophilia, unconsential bondage, mentions of murder and obviously tickling.

CHARACTERS: First time watching the series I got confused on which characters were which as they refer to both people's first names and last so here's the list.
- (Dr) Spencer Reid
- Jason Gideon
- Aaron (Aka 'Hotch')
- Derek Morgan
- Penelope Garcia
- Gerald Cooper (my made up character)

Word Count - 2032

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"Pedophiles commonly experience their sexual urges as ego-syntactic. To justify their behaviour, they frequently rationalise and normalise their sexual interactions with children, sometimes to the point of delusional ideation. Typically childhood sexual abuse plays an important role in the development of pedophile tendencies. But there is no evidence of any sexual abuse." Reid droned on. The un-sub didn't seem to match the profile of a normal pedophile. Nor the one the team had worked so hard on.

"I got a hit." Garcia zoomed in on the footage displayed in her computer. They all watched the recording; A young white male parking his SUV outside the public park, then moments later forcing a small child into the car before speeding off.

"Wait go back." Gideon ordered, not taking his eyes off the white male shown on the screen. "There." He pointed to the reflection on the SUV's window. "Run it through the facial recognition software."

"Our un-subs name is Gerald Cooper, a white male, aged 23. Sending you his address now."

"I know where that is, lets go." Jason leaded the team out, grabbing their gear as quickly as possible before rushing out into their cars.

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"FBI open up!" After no response, Jason gave the signal and Morgan kicked down the door. They all drew their weapons and searched the house.

After not finding any sign of the man, they regrouped out front.

"Based on his previous victims we only have a few hours before he disposes of her and disappears again." Jason pointed out. "Morgan go check with the neighbours, see if they know where he could have gone. Reid, stay here in case he comes back. Don't interact with him, he may be armed. Elle your with me."

They all went in opposite directions. Morgan started going door to door while Reid explored the house, dragging his finger along with drawers, collecting the dust with his finger tip.

"Put your hands up!"

Reid instinctively turned round to put a face to the voice that had startled him. Gerald Cooper stood there. Towering over him with a rifle aimed at his head. His slowly raised his hands, revealing his gun underneath his t-shirt.

"Toss the gun."

Reid did as he was told as slowly as possible, hoping to stall enough for Morgan to come back. With no such luck he tossed the gun onto the floor and kicked it away. And before he could reason, he was knocked out by a blow to the head of Gerald's rifle.

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Reid gasped for breath as a sudden wave of freezing water washed over him, drenching him completely. He looked around to assess his suroundings, trying to figure out where he was.