Endurance

Chapter 13 - Unarmed

"Doctor Reid and Agent Morgan. So glad you decided to come." The unsub said.

Morgan and I inched closer. We still couldn't see his face because of how dark it was and the shadow casting across it.

"So good to finally meet you guys." He said as he stepped out of the shadow.

He was wearing a jacket and had brown hair. He was a decent looking man, maybe in his early 40s. A mischievous smile blossomed on his face.

"I'm the...what do you call it? The unsub? Yeah I'm that." He said as if we already didn't know.

Morgan and I stopped walking when we decided we were close enough to the man.

"Why'd you tell us to meet you here?" I asked.

"Oh we're just going to skip right to the questions? A greeting would've been nice but okay." He acted as if he were offended.

"What do you want with us?" Morgan re-asked my question but in a different way.

"Well firstly I want to give you guys a pat down because you clearly didn't show up unprepared. You two are too smart for that." He said.

Morgan and I sighed. He told us to hold out our arms as he pat down Morgan. He found the gun, tracker and his phone.

"Sneaky, sneaky." He said. "I'm afraid not sneaky enough." He tossed them aside and moved on to me.

He started down at my legs. A serial killer touching me wasn't something I enjoyed. A look of disgust was showing all over my face as he continued to touch every part of my body. He found the gun in my belt, phone in my pocket, and the tracker.

"You guys really thought you could fool me that easily??" He took them and threw them aside, next to Morgan's.

Morgan and I rolled our eyes in disappointment.

"Anyway, now that we're done with the foreplay, why don't we get down to business?" He took a zip tie out of his pocket and threw it to Morgan.

"Put them on him." He said motioning to me.

Morgan shook his head. "No."

The unsub took out a gun. "I said put them on Reid." He said, this time with more confidence. Power was flaring through his eyes.

Morgan looked over at me with his eyebrows nearly tied.

"Just do it Morgan." I turned around and put my hands behind my back.

Morgan took another moment to think then decided to just do it. "Sorry kid." He zipped them onto my hands.

"Tighter." The unsub demanded, his gun still pointing at Morgan.

I pretended like it was okay. "It's okay, Morgan. Just do it."

Morgan gulped and then zipped them tighter.

"Ah." I let put a small noise when he tightened them. It was super tight and it hurt, but I was trying not to show it.

"Just a little tighter." The unsub said again.

Now it was me who was questioning whether we should keep going on with it. How much tighter did these need to be? I was already completely restrained!

"Come on man, look at how tight it already is on the kid! I can guarantee you he's not getting out of those." Morgan said.

"Do you want to get shot?" The unsub waved his gun around at Morgan. He said it in a way that made Morgan decide he had to.

Morgan pulled them in even tighter.

I felt like my arms were going to snap out of their sockets, they hurt so much.

"Ah!" I let out the same noise but louder. This felt worse than being handcuffed on and off and overnight by those police officers, and that's really saying something.

"Sorry Reid." Morgan whispered to me.

The unsub took a deep breath. "Great! Now that that's settled..." The unsub ran over to Morgan and put them on him super tight.

"Ouch goddamn it!" Now Morgan knew what it felt like to have it that tight.

"To my car we go!" The unsub said and took another look at us. You could see the satisfaction in his eyes seeing us tied up and his plan going on track.

He put a blindfold on us both so we couldn't see where he was taking us. Wherever it was, it wasn't good.

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After a long time and being tied to chairs, he finally pulled the blindfolds off of us.

We were in a dark room. There was only one lamp turned on and it was still pitch black out. It seemed to have been in a cabin of some sort because the walls were log. I looked up at the fan which seemed to have been on high because it was super cold in here.

Like I said, we were both tied to chairs; hands tied to the arms of the chairs and legs tied to the legs of the chairs. There was a decently large gap in between Morgan and I and we were on an angle so we were almost completely facing each other.

"Where are we?" I ask.

"Now why would I tell you the very information your team needs?" The unsub asked, rhetorically.

"Why us of all people on the team?" I tried a different question.

"Well that's a long story." The unsub said. "Perhaps one we can come back to later."

"Well then what now you sonuvab*tch?" Morgan said.

"Now we have some fun." The unsub said as his eyes flickered with evil. "Well less fun for you that is, and more fun for me." He corrected.

Morgan and I gulped as he pulled out a steel pipe from the corner of the room.

The unsub looked away from the steel pipe and at our terrified faces. "What do you say? Should we begin the fun?"