Just Like Daddy *Sequel to Daddy Did It*

Chapter 18: The Truth

*Alexandra Wright's POV*

I stood staring at Daniel as he held onto my wrist tightly. My skin crawled under his touch as his eyes raked down my body. His black eyes locked on my face. This was a Daniel I have never seen before. I know he can be creepy sometimes, but this is a whole new level... Even for him...

"Alex, I love you. More then you could ever understand..." Daniel started.

"Dan..."

"LET ME TALK!!" He ordered harshly. "I could not think of how to show you how much I care about you... And then HE came along... He took you away from ME. You are mine, Alex, and you ALWAYS will be. You can't go around with other people, not when you belong to someone else..." He pulled me closer to him. "You belong to me, Alex... That's why I had to kill them... I had to show you that I could be like the man of your dreams. They say that women always look for their father in a man... I have done what your father had, but even better. They don't know it is me and I even sent them after that BOY! Now he will be out of the picture and it will just be us... I can finally honor you... I can finish what your father started, Alex..."

"Daniel..." I cried out.

"NO! You are no better than your mother was! You are just like her! You have been with HIM, when you are MINE! You can't do that! It's not right! What your father did was smart. He was riding he world of whores like you... He just forgot to take care of the most important one... YOU!"

I pulled my wrist from him and tried to run off, but Daniel was faster. I only got a few steps away before I felt myself get tackled to the ground. Daniel raised his fists in the air and I cringed at the memories of my childhood. I fought under his weight and fought him off as best I could.

Daniel out weighed me by at least sixty pounds and I could not get him off of me. His fists came down again and again as he attacked me and I did what I could to defend myself. His fist connected with my temple and everything went black...

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*3rd Person POV*

Oliver paced the floor of Alex's apartment, a worried expression covering his face. It was already dark out and Alex still wasn't back from work yet. Michael was sitting at the kitchen counter eating the grilled cheese Oliver had made for him. Michael didn't seem very bothered with the fact that his sister was not home yet and he had explained that she worked a second job at times. Though she said she was just going to work a shift at Goodwin's Books.

Oliver remembered this because he didn't want her to go. He knew her mind was on what had happened in the past and he didn't want her to have to go through any of that alone...

A heavy knock came from the apartment door and Michael stood up from the counter. "I got it." He stated as he crossed the rooms to get to the door. He pulled the apartment door open and his head tilted to the side. A few words were exchanged and two men entered the apartment.

One was Agent Morgan from earlier this morning, though the other was not familiar to Oliver. "Is Alex here?" Rossi asked as he crossed the room.

"No, she went to work..." Oliver stated as he met the duo halfway between the kitchen and the living area.

"She had the day off... Correct?" Morgan asked a bit confused.

Oliver nodded his head. "Yes, but she called in, requesting some hours."

"Have you heard from her since she left?" Rossi questioned.

Michael watched the conversation take place. He was confused by what was going on. "Is my sister okay?" Michael demanded as he walked in front of Oliver to look the Agents in the eye.

Morgan and Rossi were taken back by Michael's demanding tone. They had completely forgotten that the boy was in the room. Michael stared at the two waiting for his answer. You didn't screw around if his sister was in trouble.

"That is what we are trying to find out... We have a new lead in our case and we need to speak with her..." Rossi stated professionally.

Oliver watched the two. "If you need a lead, you should look into her co-worker... Daniel I think it is..."

Morgan looked up from Michael and met Oliver's hard gaze. "That's funny... He said the same thing about you..."

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JJ and Blake arrived at Goodwin's Books to find that Alex's motorcycle was still outside. They started to approach it, but they both stopped as they noticed the bloodied rag laying on the asphalt. A faint trail of blood lead to a parking space not too far from where Alex's bike was parked... JJ could remember a grey truck being parked there.

Blake pulled out her cell, dialing Hotch's number as JJ looked around. Blake began to explain what they had found and JJ walked up with an unfamiliar phone. She pressed the on button and the screen lit up revealing a photo of Alex, Michael, and who they assumed was Oliver. "I don't think she is here..."

"Hotch, we have a problem..."

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*Alexandra Wright's POV*

My mind was fogged up and I tried to remember what happened. My eyes resisted as I fought to open them. At first I thought they were still closed but I soon realized that I was in a dark basement of sorts. What the hell happened?

I tried to get up off the soft surface I was laying on, but something dug painfully into my wrists. I tugged at my hands trying to get them free from whatever was holding unto them so tightly. Warm blood dripped down my wrist and I worked to angle myself to see what exactly was going on.

I am laying on an old, very bloodied mattress. My heart quickens and my mind races as that processes in my head. I examine my wrists to find that they are tied in place by what I think is heavy duty electrical wire. Every time I tried to get my hands free or move them at all, the wire tightened around my wrists, cutting deeper into my sink.

The basement looked bare, aside from the tools that lined the walls. That and the blood... A lot of blood. A door opened and a set of old wooden steps were revealed by the dim light that traveled into the basement. A pair of feet made their way down the stairs and my stomach churned...

Daniel came in to view and I remembered him attacking me in the parking lot... After he told me that he had killed the women... Just like my father... No, better then my father is what he had said...

Daniel crossed the floor of the basement, not even looking my way. He walked over to one of the walls and lifted something off of it. He began to approach me and my eyes widened with fear as I took in the blade in his hands. Daniel smirked at me and knelt down beside the bed. "Are you ready?" His voice was dry and rasping.

"Ready...?" My own voice was foreign to me as it came out soft and filled with fear...

His eyes lit up with excitement. "To play a game of course!" His lips coiled into a terrifying smile.

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