Psychotic (Spencer Reid)

Kidnapped

*flashback*

I paced back and forth across
the small cage like room. It was filthy and smelled of iron due to the dried blood spatter covering the walls.

My body was weak and tired after being in here for more than a week without proper hydration or food intake.

I let my body rest on the wall across from the heavy metal door and slid down the wall in defeat. I was going to die here, nobody cared about me.

I took a second to look at my body. There was bruises covering my legs, my feet were swollen from pacing and the incisions down my arms and stomach were scabbing, but without proper care would most likely get infected.

If you hadn't already noticed I was kidnapped over a week ago. The man never told me his name, all he said to me was 'I'm the one' which I still have no idea what it meant.

He came back every few days and left me a package of crackers and a water bottle. I had been told multiple times by the man to not talk back. But I always did and that's why he etched words into my arms and stomach.

The word slut covered my right arm and whore on the right. While on my stomach diagonally was written the word disgrace. All things I guess he thought I was.

The pain and hunger was beginning to get unbearable and I was beginning to think I wouldn't have much time left. But all of that changed when a team of FBI agents found my kidnapper and found me.

One tall, with dark hair and intimidating eyes. He was the first one in, he cleared the rest of the establishment and sent a skinnier man over to me, he had a worried expression on his face as he rushed over to me. "Ariana?" I shook my head yes and he knelt down next to me "I'm special agent Spencer Reid from the FBI. I'm here to help you."

I let a small sob out and collapsed into his arms and hugged him tightly whispering small 'thank you's' and he held me tightly as I cried. Two female agents walked in and rushed over to me as well, telling the guy with dark hair that I needed a medic.

I let go of Agent Reid and tried to stand but failed. "I'm Emily, and this is JJ. Are you able to walk?" I sighed in defeat and looked over at Agent Reid. "I don't think she is, the state she's in would make it incredibly hard to walk or even talk at this point. She's been I here for a week or more. She's dehydrated and starving. We need to help her out to the medics."

The agents helped me up and out of the large building, JJ and Emily went their separate ways and Spencer helped me to the ambulance and sat at the edge of the truck as the EMT's wrapped up my arms and stomach after treating it with some sort of ointment.

The EMT's gave me some food and a water bottle to hold me over for a while. After I had some energy back Spencer helped me over to a black suv and helped me into the back seat.

"Unfortunately, your kidnapper has not been apprehended yet, so until then your going to go into protective custody. I believe Emily or JJ will be watching over you." I nodded not being able to speak at the moment. I couldn't remember much after that as I was taken to the BAU and given a couch to sleep on as agents took turns watching over me while I got my much needed rest.