Agent Severide

Chapter 11

21st District Police Department, Chicago Illinois

Everyone stood around talking about the case and reviewing evidence trying to figure out how this unsub was transporting the bodies from place to place when the desk Sergent from downstairs came running up, "Another girl just showed up at Navy Pier" she said to the team who immediately stood up to head out when Jay notice the cute blonde agent he'd been admiring had disappeared. "Hey, Morgan? Where'd Severide go?" the dark-haired detective asked as the tall agent looked around. "She said she was going to grab some energy drinks from the store... but that was almost an hour ago," Morgan said checking his watch. "I'll call her," Morgan said before pulling his phone out and dialling his partner's number only to have it go to voicemail. "Hey Severide, it's Morgan. Another girl turned up. We need you back" he said into the line before hanging up and trying again. "That was odd, Severide always answers her phone when we're on a case," Morgan said with worry clear in his voice. "Morgan You coming? Where's Severide?" Hotch asks noticing the absence of one of his agents. 

Morgan looked at his unit chief shaking his head, "She went to go get an energy drink and something to eat an hour ago. She hasn't come back and she's not answering her phone," Morgan said as the concern immediately washed over Hotch. "Did she say where she was going?" he asks earning a nod from Morgan. "A convenience store on Locklyn I think it was?" Morgan replied unsurely. "That's a 5-minute walk there and back," detective Halstead spoke. "I'm gonna go check it out, see if I can find her. I got a bad feeling Hotch" Morgan said as the man nodded. "I'll go with you, I know this area really well," Jay said following the agent out of the building. 

The two set out on foot towards the store Severide said she was going to. About half to the store Morgan noticed something along the sidewalk causing him to stop. The agent got closer instantly noticing Severide's phone, keys, badge and gun laying on the ground. Morgan instantly pulled his phone out dialling Hotch's number. "Morgan did you fin- She's gone Hotch. Her badge, gun, Keys and phone were dropped halfway to the store" Morgan said him off. "We're on our way, don't touch anything," Hotch said before the line disconnected. 

Location Unknown

Zoey woke up feeling groggy and disoriented, her blue eyes fluttering open. The room looked like it belonged to a little girl. Pink walls, dolls everywhere. The blonde went to move her head to look around but she couldn't move her muscles. Zoey began to freak out but took a deep breath continuing to scan the room she was sitting at a table with a kid's tea set out in front of her. Zoey looks down noticing the IV in her arm remembering Reid's words. 'Look at this the unsub gave them a battery of drugs, Atracurium, Doxacurium, these are neuro inhibitors. They block signals from the brain to the muscles,' 

'So wait a minute, these victims were paralyzed but they were still conscious' this time it was Morgan's voice echoing through her mind. As Zoey looked around she noticed she was in a bright pink dress, definitely way to girlie for her taste, not to mention Zoey hated the colour. The blonde noticed movent as her eyes fell on an older woman with shoulder-length brown hair. She smiled at her before walking over and curling the blonde's perfectly straight hair. 

She sat there eerily humming as she continued primping and grooming the agent. Everything from eyeliner, to lash extensions, to the perfect foundation shade. In all honesty, Zoey felt like a doll as her mind began to race. By now her team must have figured out she's missing, this unsub usually keeps victims for 2 months unless she begins to unravel; which would cut that time down. 

Stay calm Zoey, breath she kept telling herself over and over, all you have to do is stay alive until the team finds you, she thought. Then what? she carries on her life getting blackmailed by a man that doesn't love her; just loves to use her as his emotional and physical punching bag. Even if she got out of this alive, would it really be much of a life worth living anyways? The thought brought tears to her eyes that began to stream down her cheeks. God, Shay help me, was all Zoey thought praying to her best friend mentally. 

21st District Police Department, Chicago Illinois

"Why would the unsub take Severide?" Detective Halstead asks crossing his arms over his chest while looking at the BAU team who assumed their teammate had in fact been abducted by their suspect. "Because she fits the victimology of our unsub perfectly." JJ spoke, "And Severide would never just not answer her phone in the middle of a case let alone just ditch her badge and gun on the side of a road" Morgan replied feeling guilty he didn't go with her, that he didn't have her back. 

"Did each disposal sight have access to wheelchair parking?" Reid asks looking at Rossi who thought for a moment thinking back to the crime scene before nodding. "Same with the one I went to, why?" Hotch asks. "Well if our Unsub had access to a vehicle that was wheelchair accessible then it would make transporting and disposing of a body easier especially if they use the closest parking spot for the best accessibility," Reid said. "So you're saying our suspect is wheelchair bound?" A young detective named Ruzek asks not believing the theory. Reid shook his head, "Not wheelchair bound. I think we're looking for someone who does some sort of caregiving, personal support work, or even hospice care" he replied, "I think we're ready to deliver the profile." Hotch said looking at the team who nodded in agreement.