Deep Cover: Doctor Spencer Reid x Female Reader

Chapter 2: The Bust, pt. 2

A/N: Hey guys! It's the author again. I'm going to be working on this a lot, but it might not be updated all that much. Sorry in advance. Also, there will be some attempted rape, drugs, blood, and violence in this chapter. Just giving you a warning.

Spencer's POV:

I woke up in a dark room, my head throbbing. What happened? I wasn't restrained to anything, so I touched the side of my head. It was wet. Was it blood? I checked my ear for my earbud. It wasnt there. I started panicking, then I felt something in the hair. It was the earbud, what a relief. I put it in my ear, trying to hear if Anna was on the other end.

"Anna? You there?" I asked, quietly, and my voice sounded like it was wavering.

"Will?" I heard her voice, it was so comforting right then. "What did you do to him, John? What did you make Steve do?"

"I didn't have Steve do anything. This was all his own free will," I heard John say, it was faint because he didn't have the earbud.

"Anna, listen to me. I think he hit me in the head with something. There's something on my head that feels like blood. Please help me. I'm scared, but be careful. Please, Anna," I pleaded.

"I will, William. I promise. What do you see?"

"Darkness, complete darkness."

"Okay, give it a while. What do you hear?"

"Nothing. Except you. Anna, I'm scared."

"You'll be okay. Walk around the room. Find a wall and tell me what it feels like. Can you do that for me?"

"I'll try," My voice was shaky. I started walking forwards, then I bumped into a wall. It felt like foam that had ridges. "It feels like foam. With ridges."

"It's foam sound board! It's sound proof! That's why you can't hear anything. I know where you are, I'll be there as soon as I make sure John won't get away. Stay calm."

"I can do that." Just then the door opened. There was a shilouette of a man there.

"Hello, Spencer," The shiloette spoke.

"What? Who's there?" I responded, trying to push the fear out of my voice.

"You should know. Now, get on my bed, face down." I saw what looked like a knife. Since he had taken my gun, I did as I was told. He walked up behind me, and I could hear him unzip his pants. Was this really going to happen? A small wimper escaped my lips. "Scared? Good." He took the knife and stabbed my right shoulder. I screamed out in pain. "Good, I'm glad it hurts." The knife was still in my shoulder as he pulled off my belt.

"Back off him, Steven," Said a familiar voice from behind me.

"I'm sorry, who put you in charge?" Steven spoke, pulling the knife out of my shoulder and wiping it on his shirt.

"I said, back off of him."

"No, Anna! Don't! He has a knife."

"Shut up, idiot," he said as he lunged at Anna. I expected a scream, but I heard a gunshot. She shot him! I felt her hand on my back.

"Are you alright, Reid?" She had genuine concern in her voice.

"It hurts," I moaned.

"I know. I'll help you up and outside." She was putting her arm under my left arm. "On three. One, two, three." She lifted me up and I winced in pain. "I'm sorry, Reid." When we got into a lighted part of the building I saw that she had blood all over her face.