There are different characters and story for your choosing. These are some of my first fanfics I have ever written, so if they are not good, I am sorry.
This is a Derek Morgan fanfic. The reader is going to be tortured by the unsub. This fanfic is inspired by the episodes "Our darkest hour" & "The Longest Night".
TW⚠️: Torture, attempted murder, mention of murder violence, cursing, mention of miscarriage Tag's: Derek Morgan x Fem Wife Reader, JJ's sister
Note: SOB= Son Of A Bitch
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Y/N's P.O.V: I start to open my eyes when I see a bright light, My head starts to pound. "Son of a bitch" I slowly open my eye again and try and cover them when I realize that I am tied down to a chair. 'Perfect, what a fucking way to wake up' I thought to myself.
I need to check my surroundings to see what is going on. As I started looking around, I saw a face that I know all too well. Across the room was my husband, Derek Morgan.
"Derek, what are you doing here!?" I see his head perk up and look straight at me. "Y/N, thank God you are okay, I thought you were never going to wake up." He looks to be okay, but it is hard to tell.
"Do you know what is going on?" I say to him "I don't know, all I know is that one minute you and I were walking back to the police station and the next, I wake up and you are still out and were are here in this dark and cold basement." As I am about to say something we heard footsteps come down the stairs, then the flip of the light switch.
"Sorry to brake up this touching reunion, but it is time for the fun to start." The smile that comes upon his face scares me, but I will not give him the joy of seeing me like this. He walks over to Derek and pulls his chair to that he was right in front of me. Knowing what he had done to his other victims, we are more than likely not making it out of here alive if the team does not find us fast.
Flashback:
As I get out of the car, I see a ton of reports taking video's and pictures of the crime, having no problem shooting video of the victim's to release later on the 4 o'clock news. I push though the reporters and the team follows. As I am about to lose my shit, JJ comes over and say "Please have respect for the victims and leave, we will give all the information when we get it, have a good day." All of them leave, reluctantly, I was underneath the tape and walk over to Hotch and Spencer.
"What do we have?" "Elizabeth Allen 29 and John Allen 30, went missing 4 days ago, Elizabeth has major signs of torture and starvation. John has no signs of torture but looks like he got beaten." Hotch tells me. I shake my head, "Any kids that we know of?" "Yes, they have a 5 year girl and a 6 month old boy." Spencer says to me. I look at Elizabeth, it takes me a few seconds but all of the sudden I made a starling realization. "Hey guys, is it just me or does she look like me?" I look at Hotch and Spencer, "That is why I was trying to keep you and Derek at the police station, as soon as we got the photos of the victims, we didn't want you two to see this." Hotch has a little bit of sadness behind him words. I need to take a mental note of that. "What do you mean you didn't want us to see this, we should know about this Hotch, this means that the unsub knows what we look like!" "Y/N, I need you to go back to the station and stay put, don't leave until we get back." Hotch tells me. I know he is serious. "Okay, but don't think you are going to tell me to back off of the case, I want this SOB put away." With that I walk back to the car and drive back to the station.
