With Love We Survive

Chapter 4 - Lauren who?

A Criminal Minds FanFic'.

But it is simple to understand if you have never watched it.

I do not own any of the characters or Criminal Minds, apart from the name Sarah Dubois, the characters Agents Richard Miller and Paul Hale.

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12.30pm - Friday 22nd June 2011

"Lauren never did die, did she Kevin?"

A crusty nasally voice asked out of no-where. A spotlight was suddenly shining on his face. He couldn't see the beady grey eyes staring right at him. Kevin tried to open his eyes but the blinding light forced them shut again. He tried again but sqinuted and turned his head. Out of the corner of his eye he saw another chair with a middle aged woman facing away from him.

He was tied to a chair in what he guessed was a basement. It was windowless, he didn't know whether it was day time or after dark. His arms in strings and ropes tied to the arms of the chair, his legs strapped to the legs of the same chair. His head hung downwards. He looked like a lifeless, lonely, neglected doll, that had been flung on a chair and left for good.

"Who?" was all he could manage to say. A hand came out of nowhere and smacked Kevin around the face.

"You know who i am talking about! Lauren never died."

A small metal object came crushing down on Kevin's forehead. He screamed in pain. His hair became covered in a sticky red liquid. His head oozed pools of salty blood. Drip by drip, it ran down his cold, lifeless cheeks creating a track: mini red rivers ran in every direction. It got to his mouth.

"Who is Lauren? I… I can help… if ahh."

He tried to hold his head in pain but his arms were too tightly tied.

"… You tell me who… Urm Lauren is."

The tech analyst stammered. The pain was throbbing. Slowly drifting out of consciousness, the metallic taste of blood reached his small perky lips. He lifted his head slightly and shivered. He realised he was fighting for his life, fighting to survive, he had to get out of there. He looked to his left hand, his new engagement ring was missing. The whooshing of whips started to get louder and louder. He flinched at every whip. It hit his leg. He heard a snapping sound, and screamed in pain.

"WHO ARE YOU?"

"Me? Who am I? I don't matter. But Lauren. Lauren did. She mattered a lot to me. She was my everything. But she died."

He paused.

"She died twice. And you were on the case."

The angry eyes turned and turned the light to show on the ceiling, relieving Kevin and helping him see his abductor.

"You helped with your little girlfriend, Penelope Garcia. You helped the BAU. You killed her. You killed Lauren."

"Lauren who? I… I never worked a BAU case with…. anyone called Lauren." Kevin replied weakly. He had no idea how long he had been in the basement for. Could have been minutes, hours, days, weeks. It felt like a decade however.