Danielle steps out of the club, still a bit tipsy. She waits on the sidewalk for her ride which was already supposed to be here.
"Come on, damn it." She quietly groans. After waiting another five minutes, Danielle sighs and pulls her phone out. She goes to her contacts and scrolls until she finds Spencer. Before she can call him, she snaps her head in the direction some clattering noise came from.
She squints her eyes, seeing a guy walk along the sidewalk, his head down and hands in his pockets. Danielle frowns, making her way back to the club.
Just before she gets inside, a hand clamps over her mouth, dragging her back and she lets out a muffled scream. She fights against him, almost getting out of his hold before he jams a needle into her arm. Danielle continues to struggle as her fight starts to weaken. She lets out a weak groan as her eyes grow heavy, the guy catching her as she slips unconscious.
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The team are working late and Spencer has tried to call Danielle, but she still hasn't answered. Spencer sighs, grabbing his cell phone again. He calls Danielle, frowning when it goes to voicemail again.
"What's wrong?" Derek asks, noticing the doctor's distressed look.
"Dani hasn't answered any of my calls. I even tried texting her and nothing." Spencer says.
"Is she home?" JJ asks.
"I don't know. She went out with friends. They went to a club." Spencer informs.
"Okay, so she's probably either out partying hard, she's back at home knocked out... or maybe she's gettin' a little somethin' somethin'." Derek smirks.
"Ew." Spencer grimaces. "Morgan, that's my sister." He complains.
"Sorry, man." Derek laughs.
"Is it like her to not answer? Even if she's drunk?" Alex asks.
"No." Spencer frowns. "No, she always answers. Usually she's the one calling."
"She's probably just asleep. Alcohol can make you pass out." Derek comments.
"Right." Spencer mumbles, still frowning at his phone.
"You could always get Garcia to find her location." JJ says. "Danielle might rip you a new one if she finds out, but... she'd also probably get it."
"Yeah. Right." Spencer mumbles, trying to call his sister again, but still not getting an answer. Spencer gets up and goes to Penelope's lair.
"Welcome, mighty genius." Penelope greets, noticing him walk in.
"I need you to find Danielle's location." Spencer says.
"Uh... o-okay. Why?" Penelope asks, typing away.
"She's not answering any of my calls or texts. I just-- I want to make sure she's at least at the apartment. Safe." Spencer says.
"Okay. Yeah." Penelope nods, finding the young brunette's location. "Uh... oh, that-- that's not good."
"What?" Spencer asks.
"Well, she-- so she was at a club and then-- and then, uh... her phone is on for a few more minutes, but the signal cuts out five miles away." Penelope says.
"Did her phone die or something?" Spencer asks.
"I-- maybe. But... but it just-- there's also another possibility. One that we're, unfortunately, very familiar with." Penelope says.
Spencer rushes out of the room and straight to Hotch's office.
"Reid?" Hotch asks, confused to the younger man storming in.
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Fanfiction[ criminal minds -- seasons 1-? ] Danielle Reid Series: Safe Inside I DO NOT own Criminal Minds, any of the show's characters or storylines. I ONLY own my OCs and their storylines.