Reid's Baby Sister (Criminal Minds/Spencer Reid's Sister Story)

Chapter 3

A/N: Sorry I haven't been updating this story recently, I'll try and do better in future. With that said, lets continue :3 (Is it weird that I always put a kawaii face in Author Notes even though this is probably my darkest story? Oh well :P)

Cassandra's POV

Sunday 22nd September 2013 - 16:43

I was back on the wooden chair. I no longer felt pure. I was hungry, beaten and robbed of my innocence. I wish the pain would just stop but I had to hold on, I needed to stay strong for Spencer. The man opened the trap door again and walked back down with a belt in hand. I need to get information out of him, anything that could help. "Why am I here?" I croaked. "Sinners deserve punishment! That's what they told her and if she got punished, you deserve the same!" "The punishment must have hurt her. Who caused her pain? They deserve to suffer too." He bought this, his dilution getting in his way. "The authorities caused her pain, she did nothing wrong." The authorities? Did one of them get charged for a crime? I then remember Lew, stabbed in the chest and a cross in his head. "And what did the boy I was with do?" he growled, "He ruined your life!" Wait what? What does he think he... Then it hit me. I'm 14, Lew's 20, sinning and authorities? This man believes we were in a relationship. The way he keeps saying "she was punished" and "he ruined your life", he probably means the girl he was with was underage and shamed for his actions. He feels guilty and because of whatever happened to the girl, he feels like he needs to punish others who make the same mistake. How can I get this information to the BAU? The guilty man approached with the belt in hand and I had to think fast.

"W-Wait! You want the authorities to feel pain too, right? Well, I'm very close to some people in the FBI. Maybe if you record me being punished, they'll think twice about crossing you. Do it for her." I manipulated him, all I had to do was get in front of the camera. "You really think they will be hurt?" I knew I had his attention as he stopped advancing. "Of course they will. My brother is one of them. It would cause him so much pain to see me like this." This seemed to convince him because he decided to wait until the camera was on to beat me. He disappeared and came back with a camera within 5 minutes which told me two things. One, he knows this place very well, and two, if he can find a camera lying about then this is most likely a home environment. Stood the tripod in front of me, not high enough to see his face but it was able to take in my whole body. I felt self conscious as I think of my brother and his colleagues seeing me half naked in such a vulnerable position. Turning the camera on, he began to address the agents of the FBI. I wasn't paying attention to his words however, but focused on my own. I have always had an interest in codes and cyphers so it was time to put my skills to the test. As soon as the red light started to blink, I tapped my foot in morse code franticly.

... .... --- .-. - / -... .-.. --- -. -.. . / .... .- .. .-. / --. .-. . . -. / . -.-- . ... / ... - ..- -... -... .-.. . / -- .. -.. / ...-- ----- ... / -.-. .... .- .-. --. . -.. / ..-. --- .-. / -.-. .... .. .-.. -.. / ... . -..- / --- .-. / .--. .- . -.. --- .--. .... .. .-.. .. .-

(Translated - short blonde hair, green eyes, stubble, mid 30s, charged for child sex or paedophilia)

I had to stop suddenly as I felt a lash on my back causing me to scream in agony. He continued to lash out, braking the skin but I was determined to keep going.

.... --- -- . / . -. ...- .. .-. --- -. -- . -. - --..-- / -... .- ... . -- . -. - --..-- / - .-. .- .--. / -.. --- --- .-. --..-- / .... . / -.- -. --- .-- ... / - .... . / .... --- ..- ... . --..-- / --. ..- .. .-.. - --..-- / --. .. .-. .-.. / ... .... .- -- . -.. --..-- / .--. --- ... ... .. -... .-.. -.-- / -.. . .- -.. --..-- / ... .. -. -. . .-.

(Translated - home environment, basement, trap door, he knows the house, guilt, girl humiliated, possibly dead, called sinner)

I slowed down with the pain put continued. Unfortunately for me, he looked down and noticed my foot's out of rhythm tapping. "What is that?!" "I-It's nothing! I-It's a n-nervous twitch!" "DON'T YOU LIE TO ME BITCH!" He didn't buy it and slapped me so hard across the face, I fell off the chair. "Maybe another round will teach you a lesson about crossing me." He grabbed my hair and dragged me back to the mattress. "NO PLEASE! IM SORRY, PLEASE DONT!" I screamed for mercy but he didn't listen. All he did was turn of the camera and unzipped his pants. No mercy was given.

Spencer's POV

Monday 23rd September -05:42

I looked over the case again and again but still nothing came up. Each victim was a different age and had different appearances and the unsub's attacks only occur after the previous girl appears. There wasn't much information to gather from the victims' parents and the mo was the same for every body when visiting the morgue. There was no development in his kills but not because he has killed before exactly but because he hasn't evolved his technique meaning he isn't your average psychopath but sees a purpose in the way he kills his victims. The murder weapon was recognised to be a pair of garden sheers but unfortunately, those could be found in almost any garage or garden shed. "Reid?" I poked my head up to see Morgan standing in the doorway. "Dude, what are you still doing here?" He looked concerned because it was evident that I hadn't left the station all night. "I'm looking for something I may have missed." "Reid, you need your sleep if we're going to catch this guy." He tried to convince me to take a break but I wouldn't hear of it. "Morgan, that's my baby sister out there. I can't sleep knowing that every minute I rest she is closer to death. When I close my eyes, all I can see is her smiling face. Even if she survived the torture, she isn't getting food or water and given her normal stature, she will most likely be dead within a week. Could you rest if it was your sister in those conditions?" He sighed at my words. "No, I couldn't. You're right but we will find this sick pervert and we'll get Cassandra to safety, got that pretty boy?" I nodded with a small smile to his words.

Then it hit me. Pervert, sinners, 4 grown men and 4 underage girls killed/kidnapped on the same day. "I got it." I whispered to myself. Morgan looked puzzled and I looked up at him wide eyed. "Morgan, get Garcia on the line." He dialled her number and waited for her to pick up. A groggy Penelope answered the phone. "My love, I know you can't stay away from me but you need to put a leash on your lust until at least 6:30am." "Sorry baby girl but Reid needed to ask you something. You're on speaker." Morgan chuckled at her inappropriate banter before allowing me to speak. "Garcia, can you check with me if there are any relationships between the murdered men and the girls kidnapped on the same day? It may be anything from knowing each other on social media accounts to being sighted in the same place at the same time." "Uh sure. Do you think that the victims were seeing each other in secret?" She questioned my theory. "It's plausible. Even though we know Cass and her friend were platonic, he could have mistaken their relationship as something undesirable. Even I had to check his motives." I explained to them. Then Morgan piped up, "But how are you sure she wasn't lying to you?" "Because firstly, I trust her as much if not more than the team an secondly, she stutters when she lies." I had complete faith in my sister and I wasn't going to stop now. "Well, we better get moving then. Good job, kid." Morgan patted me on the back as we got back to work. I will find you Cassy, I promise.