Bad Timing (Criminal Minds) (Completed)

Uh-oh Spaghettios

3rd person POV
He finally had got her. She always left her work the latest to finish up her paperwork. But those things didn't matter any more. If he had it his way, they'd be together forever.
He wanted to touch her bright red hair that'd he'd been 'falling in love' with. Even if it need some fixing up to do to get the awful hair knots out. But he had to make sure, doubly sure that she was the one for her.
He could hear her start to groan. She was faster than the other 10 or so. Her eyes weren't open yet. He decided to go in rather than stay in his box. It was risky but every girl's reaction was different when they woke up.
"Sexy.... Love you..... Need," she groaned.
He was sexy, loved, and needed. This girl was perfect. He decided to go back in his box.

Reese's POV
Spencer and I lay panting on the bed. After running around DC for a marathon he had signed us up for we were exhausted.
"Peanut Butter," he said in between his long breathes of air.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Will you marry me?"
"Sexy... If course I will. I love you and you've grown so much part of my life I feel like I need you."
We were about to kiss as every successful proposal does when something started dragging me away. I woke up screaming and panting.
My vision was a bit blurry at first. Probably cuz I need some glasses but not too terribly bad. I could make out a bunch of pipes surrounding the fairly large room. My wrists hurt and when I looked down they were bound with red silk. Strange choice. My feet were also tied to the very uncomfortable wooden chair.
My mouth wasn't gagged, which was good because my gag reflex was overly active. "Hello!" I cried out.
A door opened to my right. I didn't dare look at the captor. It might set him off and want to kill me. I'm not too fond of getting killed, personally.
He stepped in front me, lifting up my head using my jaw. His grip was delicate so I came to a quick conclusion that he was a romantic creepy person. He wasn't bad looking, more Raylee's type though. Super blonde, blue eyes, pale.
"Reese Jenson, oh how I've missed you."
I've never really known this man except for that he followed me from the cemetery. Which almost made the situation even scarier.
"Why don't I remember your name?" My breath came faster as he came closer to me.
"I'm not sure. We had an amazing week then you left me Ray," he looked sad.
Ray? Who the heck is Ray? Oh gosh! It's not his first victim is it! What number am I? Does he want to kill me?
"I-I-I'm sorry, I was scared."
"Do you still feel the same way about me?"
"Yes...?" I said questioningly.
He didn't notice. Instead he smiled. It was making the situation worse. He smashed his lips into mine, a feeling I wouldn't ever enjoy.

Spencer's POV
I sat in Reese's house, the little attempt of food I had tried to make her, sitting on the table. I'd been sitting there for over thirty minutes before I tried to call her for the third time. When she didn't answer I ended up calling Garcia.
"Hey Garcia," I called her.
"Hello, what can I do for the lot of sexy people today?"
"This is more a personal thing."
"Oh," she was surprised "well what can I do?"
"Trace this number for me please," I repeated Reese's long memorized number.
I heard some clicks of her computers. "Who's Reese Jenson?"
"My girlfriend. Please Garcia, just trace it."
"Sorry Sweet Cheeks, I can't. And when did that happen?"
"Where was she last at before the trace went off?" I ignored her question.
"Ummm- Animal Cares in Portland. Her last call was to-"
"Me. It was me Garcia."
"What's going on?" She asked.
"I'd like to know too," I said.
I put up the good and left her house, locking up using the key Reese had given me at the lunch before.
I called Morgan and told him a little bit about the situation. After I saw Animal Care's parking lot.
"Hey Morgan, I think I found the pickup spot for the next victim," I couldn't cry. After Maeve I didn't have many tears left.
Morgan and the team showed up they saw the sight. There was a white rag with a stench reeking from it. New tire tracks leading right up to the rag are very evident.
"What happened here?" JJ asked. She was very concerned.
"Reese must've-" I started before Hotch interrupted.
"What do you mean Reese? Isn't that your girlfriend?"
"She hasn't showed up to her house even though she said she would and I waited, a guy's been following her, these tire marks are new. A white rag with the stench has been found at every other kidnapping sight. It's him."
The team took a moment to take in the information. Then they agreed. It was the unsub.