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The Journey to Love: Seaching For A Soulmate	By : sissouthernink1994 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 2088 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11: The Rescue
The hospital…
                When the EMTs arrived at the hospital, Sheldon prepared himself to step aside since he didn’t have clearance to practice in the hospital. However, a scared sixteen-year-old Marta wouldn’t go unless he went with her; she didn’t have anyone else to trust. Sheldon told them who he was, showed his credentials and told them why he was in Washington. While updating them on the case, they researched his info. When it came back the truth, the hospital administrators and the lawyer came to see him in the ER. He had to convince Marta that he wasn’t going far.
“Dr. Hawkes, I’m Dr. Pete. Thank you so much for coming with the FBI and helping with this case. It really shocked us when it happened. This is our attorney Lisa Scott.” They all shook hands. “She has a temporary contract that you can sign giving you temporary privileges here so you can help us.”
“It’s just a precaution,” the lawyer said, handing him the contract to look over and sign. “But this is a small town and if there are eight to ten more patients coming in need of emergency care, we are going to need your help. Plus you’re a CSI; we don’t do many rape kits here. You’d know exactly what we need.”
“I understand. I don’t mind helping. I just hope it doesn’t get any worse.” Sheldon looked it over and signed it. “There are some people I need to fax this to. Where can I do that?”

“Right in here.” Dr. Pete replied and showed Sheldon an office he could use. He faxed it to Mac, Sid, his family lawyer and his rep at the NY State Medical License Board, along with an explanation of what he was doing.
The pursuit…
                Derek and Em were carefully tailing the Wheatlys. It was difficult to do because as everyone kept telling them, this was a small town; people notice things. Funny how no one seemed to notice what was going on with the Wheatlys. Garcia called to let them know that Officer Taylor was their backup. They spotted the officer and he gave them a nod. Em pointed to the truck the men were driving so he knew what he was watching.
Derek pulled the SUV over for a few minutes to help keep their cover and then caught up with the Wheatlys. They were headed to the area’s hardware store and probably the only Home Depot in the area. Even though this was a small area, the cities of Gray Harbor County weren’t immune to big businesses coming to do business with them. The Home Depot was on the outskirts of Cosmopolis in what they called a “common area”.
There were more cars than they expected to be there. Most were pickup trucks and vans with Seattle city tags. Maybe the county tax was cheaper. Em and Derek were prepared to follow them wherever they needed to. Officer House called to let them know that he was now joining the pursuit with them. Then an odd thing happened: Michael let Miles out of the truck. Miles walked into the store alone. The FBI agents gave each other concerned looks. Em motioned for Officer Taylor to follow her into the store. Derek and Officer House continued the tail on Michael.
As they entered, Em showed her credentials and asked for the manager. The employee pointed him out and they immediately informed him. The manager called back to the security team and told them what to keep an eye on. Taylor saw Miles first and let Em know where he was. Silently and carefully, they followed him around the store, watching his every move. The manager was close behind Em. The employees quietly and quickly helped move customers away from any possible events. The items that filled his basket? There were several axes, painting equipment, industrial strength cleaner, coveralls. All things that could be used to make a mess and clean up after.
Miles made his way to the large garbage can section and Em decided that this had to be their chance. She and Taylor held up badges to the surrounding customers and the employees cleared the area. Weapons, drawn they approached Miles.

“Miles Wheatly, I’m Emily Prentiss with the FBI. Put your hands above your head where we can see them. Place them on your head.” He hesitated. “Now!” He jumped as she emphasized her command. He slowly raised his hands and put them on his head. “Slowly, turn around.” He slowly turned and as soon as he did, Officer Taylor searched him and pushed him to the floor to cuff him. “Miles Wheatly you are wanted in questioning for the kidnapping and murders of so many people. Don’t struggle just get in the car.” She called Hotch to let him know Miles was in custody and Derek was in pursuit of Michael.
At the house…
                Hotch and Chief Grant were the first ones inside the door. Reid, Rossi, Assistant Glass, Officers Brooks and Rogers quickly cleared each room of the house. J.J. stayed outside with Officers Glenn and Thorn just in case Michael came back or the news trucks rolled up. The EMTs were preparing themselves for whatever, calling for other available ambulances to head their way, with a lights out approach.
Once the rooms were cleared, all agents and officers headed for the kitchen and the entrance to the basement. The door was locked but there was a key handing on a peg right next to it. Reid unlocked it. As the door opened, they could hear the shock and fear of the young people below as they announced who they were. Carefully they walked down the stairs, guns drawn, not knowing what they might find.
                When they got to the bottom of the stairs they found the kids huddled in several groups. Trust had to be earned quickly in order to help them.
“Don’t be afraid. I’m SSA Aaron Hotchner, this is SSA David Rossi and this is Dr. Spencer Reid. We’re with the FBI and we’re here to help you.” They showed their credentials. “We know Michael Wheatly and his son Miles have been holding you hostage. Marta escaped and told us where you were.”
“Wh...wh…where is she?” Sandy asked.
“She’s at the hospital right now.” Rossi said. “We are going to take all of you to the hospital.”
“You can’t!” Shouted Wesley, moving to protect the group. “They’ll know and we’ll get in trouble.” Rossi shook his head no.
“No, you won’t. We’ll be keeping you safe. They won’t touch you ever again; I promise.” The agents waited a few moments and the youths began to release the holds they had on each other.
“We know a lot has happened to all of you and we want to get you all to the hospital, but we only have two ambulances right now. Is there any one of you who is hurt more than the others are? Maybe we can get you to the ER first and bring everyone else in as soon as we can.” Reid said. Chief Glass had brought in a few EMTs to look at them.
“He was beaten just this morning.” Allen pointed to the boy they were protecting in the corner. His name was Jason. The EMTs went to him and radioed for a stretcher.
“She keeps throwing up.” They pointed to someone else. Her name was Candace. Reid looked at the girl and could clearly see that she was pregnant. She was very slim and malnourished, but the baby bump was unmistakable. He held his hand out to her. She took it and he helped her up the stairs. For the sake of her and the baby, she needed to go on the first trip.

“Any one else badly hurt or bleeding?” Hotch asked. The EMTs were trying to help as many as possible. They tried to transport the most critical ones in the same bus so they could alternate. All of the officers and agents wanted to question them, wanted as many answers as they could get but right now these needed care. The questions would have to wait.

The pursuit continues…
                Derek and Officer House continued on Michael Wheatley’s trail. Derek knew in about another five or six miles, he would know someone was trailing him. He was leaving the Grey’s Harbor area and that was not good. He had Garcia check on properties in the area connected to him so they might try to outsmart him by not having both cars trail him. Garcia told them there was heir property connected to the girlfriend’s name. Since House knew the back ways, he left the pursuit and headed there. Derek had a feeling they would find the two missing kids there.
                Officer House was already in hiding position when Michael Wheatly arrived. Derek saw him and nodded that he recognized where he was. Derek drove up in a driveway and pretended to be too preoccupied with a phone call to get out of the car. They saw that he wasn’t going into the house but around it, into the backyard. Derek nodded to them to leave their cars and head for the yard. House made an indication that Wheatly went into the shed.
                The closer they came to the building, the more they could hear voices, pleading for their lives. Derek made an “on three” motion and on three they entered and announced who they were.
“FBI FREEZE!!” Wheatly stopped in mid swing. “Don’t make one move or I will kill you.” Derek stated. “Put the axe down, slowly and step away from those kids. You’ve tortured them enough for three lifetimes. Slowly, slowly….” Wheatly did as he was told. Officer House placed cuffs on him, as Derek made sure the two missing kids were ok.
“I’m SSA Derek Morgan with the FBI and this is Officer House with the Grey’s County Sherriff’s Department. We’re here to help. We’re gonna get you to a hospital, it may be in the SUV but we will get you there.”
“No ambulance?” The teen asked. His name as Ricky.
“Right now they are transporting your friends to the hospital. Everyone is safe; you were the last two we were looking for.” House said. Derek turned to Wheatly.
“Where’s your girlfriend Rebecca Shaw? She’s in this mess too.”
“In her skin, where she’s been. Jump out and right back in.” He replied in a smart-aleck tone.
“You like being a smart-ass? Well smart-ass you need to tell me where she is so she can pay for her participation in this mess.”
“I’m not telling you shit. You want her, you find her.” Then he spat on Derek, kicked him in the leg, and tried to kick him in the groin. Before Wheatly could put his tongue back into his mouth and before Officer House could grab hold of him, Derek had grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up about five inches from the floor onto the wall.
“Did you just kick and spit on me? You do realize that you just assaulted an FBI agent right? Huh?” Derek’s whisper was forceful and heavy. No one could hear what he was really saying. “I could kill you right now with my bare hands and make it look like self-defense. And since you are the piece of shit scum who decided it was a brilliant idea to kidnap, torture, and kill innocent teens and college kids, no one would punish me. Hell, I could get commendation after commendation for killing you. I have an idea of what you’ve done to these kids. There’s a special section in Hell for you and I have no problems, absolutely none, sending your sick ass there myself.” Wheatly stared at him with cold eyes and cold eyes stared right back. Morgan let him drop and handed House his cuffs. “Here, put these on his feet so he can be hog carried like the pig he is.” Officer House obliged as Morgan call Hotch.
“Yeah Morgan?”
“We have Wheatly in custody and ready to transport. We also have the two missing teens; I’m headed to the hospital with them after we hit the station.”

“Good, we have just a few left to get to the ER.”

“I’m gonna call Garcia and have her locate the girlfriend and bring her in. She’s in this pretty deep, Hotch. She inherited this property.”

“Do what you need. See if you can get the CSI interns there and I’ll see you at the hospital.” Derek called Garcia to have her track down the girlfriend, bring her in and to send the CSIs.
Dr. Sheldon Hawkes…
                Victim after victim entered the ER. Each one was treated with extra care. Sheldon personally performed the rape kits on every single one of the youths. And it grieved him greatly to know that all of them, male and female had been raped by Michael or Miles Wheatly. What none of them knew was that the worse information was yet to come.
Each victim had finally been moved to a room or a shared room. None of their parents or relatives was contacted yet. These young people needed time to realize that for the first time in over a year, they were safe. Statements needed to be taken, but not at the expense of their first real opportunity to heal their bodies. The mental and emotional healing would take a while.
The Seattle media was trying to ease their way into the hospital. If they were able to get in then they could spread the news to the national news crews hanging around. People would find out that there were survivors; the parents of the missing kids would be calling with all kinds of questions no one was prepared to answer. All it would take was one person. If it leaked out that the hospital was full, people would ask even more questions. The agents, local forces and victims didn’t need that. The media was quickly escorted from the property and given info to call J.J. at the station for updates. No updates were ready to be given, but at least there wouldn't be any cameras near the hospital.
Sheldon took a break after helping get everyone situated. He didn’t take a long one; he wanted to get the rape kits started so the evidence would be ready to confront the Wheatlys. He ate and took a two-hour nap in the on call room. Derek met up with him on his way back to the lab. Derek gently pulled Sheldon into his arms, hugged him and kissed his lips.
“Mmm…” He said smiling. “What’s this for? Not that I’m complaining or anything.”
“You are amazing.”
“Me?”
“Yes you. I saw the way you worked with all the victims. Your bedside manner is impeccable. It was amazing to see how they trusted you. After all the mess they’ve been through, they were able to trust you. You’ve given them the biggest step towards recovery they could ever have- the knowledge that everything will be ok.”
“I don’t think that’s anything special; it’s just what I do. It’s the job.”
“Not everybody does that. You, gorgeous one, are my hero.” Derek kissed him again.
“Thanks for saying that. Now, I’m going to process these kits and get the best evidence we can get.”
“I’ll call you in a bit to give you a break, ok?” Sheldon nodded and went into the lab.
                Graham had made it back to the lab after resting and collecting evidence literally all day. He was prepared to help Sheldon with whatever they needed. The two men started processing the kits and found something strange.
“Wasn’t Jason the boy that was raped and beaten this morning?” Graham asked.
“Yeah.” Sheldon replied.
“And you found out that Marta was recently raped as well right?”
“Yeah probably within the last twenty-four to forty-eight hours. Why?”
“I just confirmed Allen’s DNA in both of their rape kits, along with Michael Wheatly’s.”
“What?” Sheldon took off his glasses in disbelief.
“It looks like Allen raped Jason and Marta.”
“That’s impossible. Right? I mean these kids were tortured. I can’t see them raping each other.”
“Suppose he had to. Suppose the Wheatlys held a gun to his head and made him.”
“Interesting theory Graham. Very interesting.” Sheldon thought and paused. “And here’s another. Suppose the DNA is secondary transfer, meaning that all three were raped by the same person; Marta first maybe, then Allen and Jason.”
“No spermicide was detected so everything is unprotected. He could have gone from one to the other. That’s super sick.” Graham said.
“I knew this case was horrible but I never thought about this. These kids are raped by their kidnappers and then raped by the others or forced to rape.”
“They can’t be charge for that, can they?”
“I hope not. They shouldn’t be. They were under duress, probably doing it to save their lives.”
“So what do we do now?”
“We have no choice but to list all the DNA discovered in each kit. Once statements are made, I’m sure the lawyers involved will only be charging the Wheatlys.” They continued and the lab director joined them. She then discovered something else in her analysis.
“I’ve just found some fetal DNA. Were any of the girls pregnant?”
“There’s one right about five months. I examined Candace and the baby myself. If she can gain some weight in the next two months, the baby might make it to term. Don’t know how many health problems there will be.” Sheldon picked up the notes he made. “I did find evidence of one, uh… here it is. Ariel I think it was, that showed evidence of a miscarriage.”
“But none of them have had babies?”
“Not that they told us. But there are no statements yet. I’ll make sure to let Hotch and the others know to ask them. If the girls had given birth the children could have been murdered or adopted.”
“With them having to rape one another, we’d never be able to track those babies by DNA.” Graham said.
“So true.” Stacy replied. “On the other hand, that adopted baby may just have been given the best chance at a life not marred by this tragedy.”
“So where does that leave Candace? I don’t know if I could keep a child born out of rape.” Graham said.

“I don’t know if I could either.” Stacy replied.

“Definitely a tough decision ahead.” Sheldon said.
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