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Unexpectedly Expecting	By : hatochiisai Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 8336 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Unexpectedly Expecting
Hatochiiai a.k.a. Ahmose Inarus
Disclaimer: No own. Piss off.
SLASH WARNING (what else?)

Chapter 13

Reid woke when the door opened. He blinked. Foyet walked into the room.
"Time for breakfast." He said, and Reid noticed he was carrying a plate and a glass. Slowly, Reid sat up, eyeing him. "You have twenty minutes. Then you'll get a chance to use the bathroom." And he shoved the plate and glass into Reid's hand, then left. Reid blinked and looked down. Orange juice with poached eggs on toast. Reid sighed and polished off the small meal within fifteen minutes, then sat squirming for five minutes in his desperate need to urinate.
Foyet returned right on time and shoved him into the bathroom after unlocking the shackle on his ankle. Reid took his time going to the bathroom, and enjoyed a hot shower. When he finally dried off and got back into his pajamas, Foyet had stoked up the fire in his room. The man stood and turned, staring. Then he pointed at the bed. Reid swallowed, then shuffled over and slowly sat down on it.
Foyet knelt and fixed the cuff around Reid's ankle, then stood and pulled a small phone out of his pocket.
"So it begins." He said with a smirk. He held the phone out to Reid. "Call Agent Hotchner."
"… W-What?"
"Call him."
"… No."
"Do it. Or I'll gut you and send your baby's corpse to him in a box… wonder if he'll ever find YOUR remains." And Reid froze in terror when the man suddenly trailed his knife down his full belly to the hem of his shirt… then he lifted the knife, and with it, Reid's shirt. Reid tried to lean away, but he had nowhere to go. He was at war with his mind… He knew he shouldn't show any fear… he was giving the man what he wanted… but he couldn't help it. He was in a fragile state, physically and mentally… And it wasn't just his life at stake. He was more frightened than he had ever been in his entire life. And no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hide that.
"… Make the call…" Foyet hissed, smirking. Reid gasped at the sudden sting as a red line of blood appeared across his taught abdomen.
"A-Alright…" He whimpered, and with shaking hands, he took the phone and dialed.

The team had been working all night, desperately trying to find a lead that would help them locate their gravid young teammate. He'd been missing before… abducted before… But this was different. Reid was pregnant. Nine months pregnant. If he went into labor, he would die without an immediate C-Section… And stress could easily send him into full blown labor. These thoughts were stalking each and every one of them. And not just the team.
Strauss sat in her office, tapping her fingers anxiously, staring down at the paper before her; The blood on the fish tank was Agent Reid's.
Haley was on the sofa in Hotch's office. She had tried to sleep the night in there, but sleep never came. Every hour or so, she would wander out to see if the team had come up with something. Hotch would hug her and tell her to go home to Jack. She would always say that Jessica was taking care of Jack and she wasn't leaving until she knew the fate of Dr. Reid and the baby he was carrying. So Hotch would hug her again and send her back to his office.
In the morning, she slipped out of the building and returned soon after with arms full of boxes and bags.
"Haley… what's this?" Hotch asked as she walked into the meeting room.
"You have all stayed up working all night." She said. "I know I can't talk any of you into sleeping… but I CAN make you refuel." And she set the boxes down. One was full of donuts, another of warm kolaches and breakfast burritos. The bag was filled with oranges and bananas. "I'm going to put on more coffee." She said, and briskly walked out to the kitchenette.
"… Sweet." Garcia purred, snatching a donut with chocolate icing and sprinkled in coconut.
"Mmmm…" JJ hummed, biting into an egg and sausage burrito.
Haley came in a few minutes later with hot cups of coffee. As she passed them out, Hotch's phone rang. Hotch frowned at it.
"… Garcia." He said. "Trace this call." She froze, then with a donut hanging from her mouth, began typing on her laptop. When she nodded, Hotch answered. The team heard his voice come from his mouth, and from the speakers on Garcia's laptop.
"Hothcner."
There was a deep, shaky breath. Then, a soft whimper. "A-Aaron…" Came the frightened gasp. Hotch's eyes widened.
"Spencer? Where are you? Are you alright? What's happened?" Hotch began to rapid fire questions.
Reid gave another whimper in response, closing his eyes as Foyet traced invisible symbols over the skin of his belly with the tip of the knife. Reid's stomach twitched under the tickling sensation. Then there were fingers on his own, and the phone was being taken from him.
"N-No…" He begged. "Please…" But the man took it and stood up, looming over him.
"Spencer?" Hotch called.
"Agent Hotchner." Foyet sneered, grinning.
"Foyet… Let him go. This is between you and me. I'm the one you want." Hotch gasped.
"You're right. This is between you and me. But I want you to suffer. You know… my original plan was to go after your ex wife and kid…"
Hotch stared up at Haley in horror, and she looked terrified.
"But then something happened…" Foyet continued. "I was watching you. And… you were rarely at your own apartment… you were constantly staying the night at the home of one of your agents. It didn't take long to figure it all out. When I did… oh, that was such a good laugh. I didn't think things could get any better. But then you took him to the doctor. And they did.
"I've followed you to every appointment… with Dr. Tsai and Dr. Blair… I've been watching you constantly. Waiting for the right opportunity to get the information I wanted. I really must thank Agent Jareau. Sending that sweet little Teddy bear to Dr. Reid… It was so easy to slip a bug into the package."
JJ's hand flew to her mouth and her eyes filled with tears. She looked sick. Emily wrapped her arms around the woman, and JJ hid her face into Emily's shoulder.
"I heard that last conversation with him, Agent Hotchner. Supposed to be going in for his surgery tomorrow. Well… I'm afraid that won't be happening now."
"Please…" Hotch said, fighting valiantly to keep his voice steady. "You have to bring him back. If he goes into labor—"
"I know, I know." Foyet sighed. "He'll die without immediate surgery to deliver the baby. And I also know that stress could send him into labor." The man chuckled. "And believe me… I'm counting on it."
Eyes widened all the way around. Horror and dread filled them.
"I'll let you think on that for a while…" Foyet chuckled, and then the call ended.
"… Garcia?" Hotch gasped.
"… I… I'm so sorry…" The woman whimpered. "It… It's a disposable cell."
"… I knew it would be." Hotch sighed. He leaned over the table, bracing his hands on it.
"He… He's going to… to…" Haley whimpered.
"He waited to take Reid until Reid was due." Rossi growled. "And now he's going to wait. He's going to wait for Reid to go into labor… and then he's going to watch him die."
"… And he'll probably call. He'll make us listen to it." Emily said in a grim tone.
"Oh my God…" Haley sobbed. The team watched as Hotch stood and moved to her side, gathering her into his arms.
"Haley…" He breathed. "I swear… I will find him. And I'll bring them home safe. I won't let our son die."
"… Our son?" She hiccupped, then looked up at him. Hotch laid a hand on her cheek.
"Spencer may be carrying him… and giving birth to him. But you are going to be his mother. He belongs to all THREE of us. You, Spencer, and I. He's ours." Hotch said. Haley nodded and the pair embraced again.
"Alright." Morgan said and turned back to the others. "Let's get moving."

Foyet smirked down at Reid, and ran his hand over the young man's bare stomach. Reid flinched and the man chuckled.
"Just rest, Dr. Reid." He snorted, and walked out of the room. "I'll be back later." Reid watched him go. Once the door closed, he moved into the middle of the bed and curled up tightly against the wall and allowed himself to cry as he held his stomach, running his hands over it and feeling his baby moving within him. Sniffling, he began to rock himself and hum softly… whether it was for his baby or for himself was anyone's guess.
Hours passed. Lunch time came and went. But the cabin was silent. Dinner time arrived. Reid was rocking himself again. He was hungry and thirsty. The fire had gone out. It was getting cold. And he had to go to the bathroom. He peered out the window. It was dark, and snow was falling. It was late when the door finally opened. Reid stared at Foyet. The man stood there eating Taco Bell. He shoved the remaining bit of taco into his mouth, staring Reid down… Daring the boy to ask for food… When he swallowed, he chuckled and unlocked Reid's shackles, shoving him into the bathroom. Reid relieved himself, but as he went for the sink, Foyet burst in and dragged him back to the bed.
"Please…" Reid whispered, resting his hands on his stomach. "I'm hungry." Foyet stared at him. Then, his eyes flashed and he lunged forwards. Reid gasped sharply as he was roughly backhanded to the floor. When Reid slowly looked up, Foyet was watching him, a look of cruel pleasure on his face. He lifted water bottle to his lips and began to guzzle it down. Reid swallowed… he was so thirsty.
When the bottle was half gone, Foyet dropped it on the floor.
"… Sleep well." He chuckled, then turned and walked out, closing the door. Reid began to tremble, his breathing and heart rate picking up. It was so dark. In the minimal light, he could see the water. Slowly he lifted himself up to his hands and knees, wincing at the strain on his back, and crawled across the floor, reaching out for the bottle.
"… No." He gasped, and his eyes filled with despair. Foyet knew what he was doing. The water was out of Reid's reach. Only by a few inches, yes, but he would never be able to reach it. Reid frowned, his mind spinning. Then, he perked. He turned and scuttled back to the bed and snatched the pillow. Then he scurried back to the length of the chain on his ankle and swept the pillow across the floor in an arc, catching the bottle as it went.
"Hah!" He muttered in triumph, snatching the bottle. He uncapped it and quickly drank every drop. It wasn't nearly enough to satisfy, but it was something. He returned to the bed and curled up under the blankets. The baby squirmed within him and he began to rub his stomach, trying to mimic the way that Hotch would rub it to put the baby to sleep. Reid closed his eyes and began to hum to himself again, gently putting himself to sleep.

In the morning, the team stopped working when Hotch's phone rang. Dr. Tsai and Dr. Blair were both there, Dr. Blair for Haley and Hotch, Dr. Tsai to hopefully speak to Reid and be able to assess his condition. The team, with the additions of Haley and Drs. Blair and Tsai, gathered around the table as Hotch answered.
"… Hotchner."
"Good morning, Agent Hotchner." Foyet sneered. "You know… for a genius… Agent Reid isn't very smart. I specifically put the bottle of water OUT of his reach because he wasn't supposed to get it." Hotch blinked, and then his eyes flashed in anger. "But he did. He managed to get a hold of it. AND drink it. It's so… disobedient. And he needs to be punished."
"Don't." Hotch gasped. "Please. He has to take care of the baby. He's pregnant, for God's sake!"
"That's what makes it more fun." Foyet pointed out. "Just listen and enjoy." And they heard the sound of the phone being set down.
Foyet lay the phone on the mantle of the now cold fireplace. He smirked at the sight of the young man curled up in a small, tight ball, desperately trying to stay warm. His smirk widened to a grin and his hand darted out, seizing a handful of the tousled curls.
"AH!" Reid yelped, hands flying to the cruel fingers in his hair. "Ow! Let go!" He cried, then yelped as he was jerked off of the bed and thrown to the floor, landing heavily on his rear end. "Stop! Please!" The hand let go, but a moment later Reid was backhanded down to the floor.
"If I leave water out of your reach, what does it mean?" Foyet shouted.
The team winced as they heard a sharp smack, followed by a broken cry.
"Too bad I can't give you a proper beating without killing you sooner than I want to…" They heard Foyet say calmly.
"Nnh…" Reid groaned, then gasped. "N-No… Don't… please!"
"Shhhh…"
"PLEASE! Ah! Nnnh… Nnnng… Stop… P-Please don't… Oh God. No… no…" And from there, his pleas faded to pained gasps and whimpers. Several minutes later, Foyet's voice came over the line again.
"Blood is such a lovely shade of red, isn't it Agent Hotchner?"
"Please." Hotch said, fighting to keep his tone steady. "Foyet… don't hurt him anymore. We can come to an agreement."
"Oh?" Foyet asked, sounding curious.
"We can make a trade. It's me you want." Hotch gasped. "I'll meet you. If you let Spencer go, I'll go with you. And I won't fight you. I'll give you what you want."
"Oh, you already are." Foyet chuckled. "You can try to hide it, but I can hear the suffering in your voice. I have every intention to see you die suffering. And this is just the beginning…"
Hotch closed his eyes, the stress and worry lining his face. A moment later, soft whimpers were heard from the speaker phone.
"… Aaron?" Came the soft call. Hotch opened his eyes and slowly sat down.
"… I'm so sorry, Spencer…" The man said.
"Dr. Reid." Dr. Tsai called. "I need you to relax for me."
"… Y-Yeah… okay." Reid gasped.
"Okay. Slow, deep breaths."
"Okay…" Reid said, and they heard him doing just that.
"Is Foyet still there?" Hotch asked.
"Yeah."
"He's listening to you?"
"Yeah."
"Can he hear us?"
"… No." Reid said.
"Good." Hotch replied.
"Dr. Reid, please take your pulse for me."
"Oh… okay…" Reid mumbled. Foyet watched the young man lying on the bed reach up and press two fingers to his own throat and wait. "… Um… 150 to 160."
"Get it down to a normal level." Dr. Tsai instructed.
"Um… I'll try, but…"
"Has he fed you?" Haley asked.
"… Yesterday morning."
"Given you water?" Dr. Tsai added in.
"Other than the bottle I managed to get last night, no."
"Did he let you go to the bathroom?" Dr. Tsai asked.
"He let me go last night."
"Have you been able to shower?" Hotch asked.
"Yesterday."
"Do you know where you're being held?" Hotch asked.
"Yes."
"Were you familiar with it before he brought you there?"
"Yes. Very much so."
"He would choose a place that was connected to us… is it more connected to me than to you?"
"Um… I don't think so."
"So you think you have more of a connection to this place?"
"Yeah."
"Are you close to Quantico?"
"Yes."
"Am I familiar with this place?"
"… I don't know. I mean… well… yes?"
"Have I ever been there?"
"I… I don't know."
"How is the baby doing?" Dr. Tsai butted in.
"Oh… He was upset… moving around a lot. But he's calming down now." Reid said, rubbing his stomach. Foyet eyed Reid, suspiciously.
"Enough." The man said, and snatched the phone away. "Agent Hotchner. Have a good day." And the call ended.
"FUCK!" Morgan blurted, slamming his fist down onto the table.
Reid stared up at Foyet, eyes full of apprehension. The man snorted, then turned and walked out.
"No, wait!" Reid cried. "Please!" But the door closed. Reid stared at it, then whimpered and slowly lay down, curling up under the blankets. He was hungry, thirsty and cold, and he had to go to the bathroom. Only an hour later he relieved himself into the empty water bottle. And three hours later, he was being beaten for it.
This went on for three more days. For these three days, Foyet didn't allow Reid and Hotch to speak on the phone. He only let the team listen in as he beat the vulnerable youth for figuring out over and over again how to get at the water bottles that he left out to taunt him with. On the third day, Reid also managed to get a piece of toast.
It was day five of his captivity that Foyet let Reid talk to the team again. Dr. Tsai had told the team to find a way to find Reid. She had made it perfectly clear to them that Reid's chances, as well as those of his child, were diminishing day by day. So the next time they spoke with Reid, they were ready.
"Reid… tired, thirsty or hungry." Rossi said, slowly. "Are you in an urban area, sub urban, or rural?"
"… I'm hungry." Reid murmured, staring off into space. He only barely noticed Foyet watching him. He was freezing, starving, dirty and dehydrated… a winter storm howled outside.
"Rural?"
"Yeah."
"Okay." Rossi continued. "You wanna go home, you want us to come find you or you want this to be over… Are you in a residence, some kind of storage facility or other?"
"… I just wanna go home." Reid whimpered.
"Residence in a rural area?" Morgan said.
"A place that Reid is connected to." JJ added.
"A place near Quantico." Emily murmured.
"Spencer…" Hotch gasped, suddenly. His eyes were wide. "… You're at Gideon's cabin." The team all froze. Breaths were held. Then came the sob.
"Yes." Reid cried, unable to hold back the tears. "Oh God… Yes… yes…"
"Hold on, baby… we're on our way." Hotch gasped.
"Aaron?"
"Yes?"
"… I love you."
"… Love you too, baby."
"Alright, enough." Foyet snorted into the phone, and disconnected the call.
"Everyone move! I want a chopper on the roof in five!" Hotch ordered. Garcia manned her station and the others prepared. "Haley, wait here."
"Like hell I am!" She gasped, following her ex into his office. "You're letting HER go!"
"SHE is his doctor!" Hotch pointed out, and Dr. Tsai quirked an eyebrow as they talked about her like she wasn't even there. Dr. Blair smiled in amusement.
"Agent Hotchner!" Agent Anderson called, walking in. "They can't get you a chopper. Not in this weather."
"… Then we drive." Hotch growled.
"And I'm coming with you!" Haley shouted, following her ex to the elevators.
Within ten minutes the group was piled into two vehicles. Hotch drove the first, with Haley in the passenger seat and Drs. Tsai and Blair in the back, the latter offering them gentle counseling. Behind drove Morgan with Rossi riding shotgun with JJ and Emily in the back. Taking up the rear was an ambulance.
They were finally on their way to take back their youngest team member. But with the weather, their pace was sickeningly slow…
And huddled on his bed in the cabin, Reid was drifting to sleep... But right before he managed to doze off, he was pulled out of sleep's embrace by a sudden pain searing its way through his abdomen... His eyes flew wide open and his body began to tremble in fear as he realized that he had experience this pain once before...
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