I was dragged down the hall way, and into the police station, only to see Dr. Spencer Reid walking back in, his eyes widened in shock "See, told you"
"Move! Honey, grab him"
I frowned "No, leave him here, he's not apart of this"
"He is now" the guy breathe's into my ear.
Great, he get's off on this. I sighed, watching Reid get hand cuffed and held a gun point.
"Where is everyone?" I asked the guy who was holding the gun to my head.
"They are out"
"They created a diversion, apparently, someone had given us an tip and told us where they were hiding"
"Woah, and you thought I was killer, wait, then why was I being held here?!" I yelled at Spencer.
The guy was holding me, as I tried to get to Spencer Reid to beat him up, i'm going to kill him.
"YOU KEPT ME HERE FOR NO REASON?!" I screeched.
Then, the guy grab's my butt, and this just send's me off "Oh, por el amor de dios! Consiga sus sucias manos de encima que asqueroso cerdo!" Spencer and I were shoved into the back of a van and the door's were closed and locked.
( Translated: Oh, for the love of god! Get your filthy hands off of me you disgusting pig!)
The van roared to life and I sat there, looking at the wall and trying to decide whether or not to pounce now or later, "So, how was your day?" I asked Spencer, better get our minds off of it. He stare's at me, before answering "Interesting"
"Oh, I bet" I sighed and leaned on the wall, already regretting stepping outside of my apartment the day before.
~ Three Hour's Later ~
I shivered, my whole body was cold. Why am I cold? I should be- Oh shit! I sat up, looking around in horror. Where the bloody hell am I?!
Ohhh, it's okay... i've been kidnapped. Great, this is going to be freaking a walk in the park- "Samantha?" I screamed, and punched the person in the gut.
"Oh my god, I didn't mean it doc, jeez, don't sneak up on a girl" I quickly picked him up in shock and tried to help him 'get over' me punching him in the gut quickly.
"It's fine" he slowly stands up and I looked up at the tall guy... right, someone needs to get me what ever the fuck he's been eating.
"Well then" I say, letting him go. He look's at me, while I look around, trying to figure out how to get out of here... concrete room, simple- effective- which means it's probably impossible to escape.But hey, let's hope i'm a miracle worker... or Tall Tree Man is at least.
"Wait, why are you only wearing a pair of boxes?" I stared at him in horror... and a bit of... woo... awkward...
"The same reason why you are wearing only your under garment's" I looked down, before screaming in horror, "LOOK AWAY! LOOK AWAY!" I screamed, his eyes finally finding the scar's. His face twisted into shock and I turned, trying to cover myself so he couldn't see.
I hear him gasp- oh for fuck's sake. I wrapped my arm's around myself, backing myself into the corner so he couldn't see them.
"Where are they from?" he ask's me seriously, while slowly advancing towards me.
"No" I growled, causing him to stop. I turned away from him and started to inspect the room once again... there needs a way to get out of here.
~
"You've done this before" I mumbled and fiddle with my hand's nervously, "Is it that obvious?" I turned and looked at Spencer, the only thing in the cold concrete room, besides me that is.
"When?"
"When I was five" he look's at me in shock, before his eyes flicking over my face again and again, left to right, left to right, he opens his mouth to talk but I cut him off.
"The neighbour hood, it isn't good. My father, he locked my mother and I up in the basement. We only got out because I was able to drug him"
He looked at me oddly "He made my mother feed him for every meal of the day, he didn't realize that I had read every book he has every bought, medical, food, maths, everything. He bought book's, to transport drug's in. Such a loving father he was, left me with a mother that had cancer" I chuckled.
"What happened to him?" Spencer whispered sadly, "Oh, easy, a drug lord decided he couldn't let my father keep take money from him anymore, after he left of course" I mused.
"Your mother?"
"Died of Cancer twelve month's ago"
"I'm sorry" he say's, it looked like he meant it too.
"Don't be, it was her time to go" I shrugged, I best not dwell on the past.
~
We spent nine day's, thirteen hour's, twenty seven minutes and nineteen seconds, talking, sleeping, eating bread and drinking water.
"So, your scar's?" I ignored him, each time he bring's them up, he should at least take the bloody hint by now.
"Listen, i'm sorry for arresting you" I looked at him and shrugged, not caring about it. What done is done.
"It was your job"
"Did you-"
Spencer was interrupted by the door opening and three people walking in. I shrunk back and cowered in fear, oh shit. God, let you have mercy... please.
"Hello, Sammy"
I couldn't move, I was paralyzed in fear, cowering next to Spencer "Miss me?" he smirk's wickedly, his hand twisting an knife around.
"How could I miss you?" I spat, my mother's fighting spirit rising. I have to do this for her... she wouldn't have wanted me to go through this again.
"Oh babe, I know you do, after all, you have reminder's of me, all over you back and stomach"
I shivered "Leave" Spencer say's, moving in front of me. My eyes widened in shock as the tall, skinny man tried to protect me from the steroid user from hell.
Brandon glare's at Spencer, and points his knife at him "Who the hell is he?"
"He's just a friend!" I quickly yelped as he start's toward's Spencer, I quickly shoved Spencer behind me and I stared at the man in my nightmares as he stares at me with an raised eye brow.
"He's just a friend" I repeated slowly to him.
"Fine, I paid you, she's mine and i'm going, you can kill him" he grab's me by my hair and drag's me out of the basement, kicking and screaming. Spencer was yelling, and I could tell he was trying to fight the couple off.
Brandon wrapped his arm around my neck and quickly put the point of a needle on the skin of my neck "I missed you, babe"
"Well, I haven't missed you" I sneered.
The needle's point went into my skin and I felt the liquid be forced into my system. I struggled, screaming in Spanish and trying to get out of his arm's.
Slowly, I stopped and I was dragged into the darkness that haunt's me.
~ Spencer Reid's point of view ~
The door was kicked open and I looked up, Hotch and Derek ran over to me, unbinding me, "Where is she?!"
"We don't k-" "She was taken ten minutes ago!" I yelled, running out of the room, hopign that by a slim chance, that she'll be hidden something right here.
"She's gone, Reid-" "I'll find her" I snapped, staring at JJ, "Reid... calm down-" "I'll find her, okay? And i'll personally put the man in jail" I growled, becoming angry, I just let her go!
"What's your relationship with her, Reid?" Hotch demands, "I was the one that she protected!" I yelled, "THEY TRIED TO KILL ME, AND SHE MADE THEM HURT HER AND NOT ME!" I yelled, "Reid-" "I'll find her, mark my words"
I stormed away, "Reid!" I ignored my team as I hurried to the person who I know is going to help me find her, Garcia.
