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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
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Chapter 14

Reid squirmed, running his hands over his stomach. It was hurting… cramping… he was so hungry…
He closed his eyes, trying to will the cramps away. But then, he felt a ripple pass over his belly, and then a sharp pain.
"Oh." He gasped in shock, eyes snapping open. He winced, gasping again at another pang. "Oh God…" Grimacing, he curled up around his stomach and held it, whimpering until the pain subsided… But not long after, it came back.
Out in the living room, Foyet looked up. He heard a groan coming from the bedroom where his captive was. This tapered off into a soft sob. Frowning, the man stood and slowly approached the room, listening through the door. The boy was whimpering and moaning in pain.
"Oh God…" He heard the young agent gasp. "Please no… not now… please! Nnngg… Unnhh…"
Slowly, Foyet's lips twisted into a cruel smirk. He pushed open the door. Reid was lying on his back, head rolling from side to side as he fought back cries of pain. His hands were on his stomach, fingers splayed out over the surface and digging into his own taught skin. His legs were bent at the knee to help relieve some of the pressure on his lower back. His face was pale and sweaty, and his features were contorted into a pained grimace.
"Well well well…" Foyet chuckled. Reid jerked and his eyes fluttered. It took him a moment to focus on the man. "It's about time."
"… Please…" The boy gasped, tears in his eyes. "Please… I… I need a hospital."
"Oh no…" Foyet chuckled. He walked out and returned a moment later with a chair. He sat down and opened a beer. "Please continue." Reid stared at the man, horror in his eyes. The man just smirked at him. Reid closed his eyes and turned his head away as a fresh wave of tears fell down his face, right before a fresh wave of pain washed over him. Foyet just chuckled slightly as a scream was torn from the youth's throat.

"How far are we?" Dr. Tsai asked.
"Almost there." Hotch said in a grim tone. "We would have been there almost an hour ago if the weather permitted."
Dr. Tsai looked out at the December snow storm, chewing her lower lip a bit.
Haley and Dr. Blair sat in silence while Hotch concentrated on driving. But then, his phone rang. And he knew that number.
"… It's Foyet…" He mumbled, frowning. "Haley. Your phone. Call Garcia." Haley frowned and did as she was told, handing Hotch the phone.
"… Garcia. Foyet is calling in. Patch this through to the others."
"Oh! Yessir! Hold on… wait… one… second…"
Everyone in both vehicles could hear when she said, "Okay, Go."
"Foyet." Hotch answered.
"Hello, Agent Hotchner. Just thought you would like an update."
"… On what?" Hotch growled. Haley looked at the man. She had never seen him look so tense.
A moment later, they could hear Reid screaming, the agony filling every sound. Then they heard Foyet mumbling, and a moment later, panting.
"Aaron…" Reid groaned, his voice strained.
"Spencer? What happened?"
"It… nnh… It's coming…"
"… What?" The man gasped. The two doctors and the ex wife saw him tense and go pale.
"When did the contractions start?" Dr. Tsai blurted, leaning close to the phone. Hotch nearly lost control of the car.
"Um… M-Maybe three hours ago?"
"How are they progressing?" Dr. Tsai asked.
"Every… maybe every five minutes? I… I dunno… I… GOD!" His words were cut of by panting and groaning. "It… it hurts!"
They could hear Foyet chuckling in the background and say "Feel free to scream."
Reid sobbed. "Damn you…" The boy gasped. "You son of a bitch…" He sounded helplessly enraged and hopelessly terrified. Foyet simply broke into sadistic laughter.
"Now that wasn't nice, Dr. Reid…" Foyet chuckled. "Just remember… this is all Agent Hotchner's fault. He put you in that condition. And I never would have been interested in you if he had just made the deal."
"… Deal?" Haley gasped, and turned to look at Hotch.
"Ah… Mrs. Hotchner!" Foyet called. "Yes. You should thank your lucky stars. I was actually going to go after you and your son…" Haley's eyes widened and she stared at Hotch. "Then I found out about Dr. Reid and his condition. And that was just too good to pass up."
"… What deal…?" Haley hissed. But she wasn't looking at the phone. She was looking at Hotch. Her eyes were deadly.
"A deal with the devil…" Hotch snarled, echoing Shaunessy's words, and his eyes were just as deadly. "I would never be able to live with myself if I had made it."
"How will you live with yourself now?" Foyet laughed. "With the consequences of your decision? Let me tell you, Mrs. Hotchner. If he had stopped hunting me, I would have stopped killing. I never would have taken Dr. Reid… or planned to take you and your son… I would have lived a nice, quiet life."
"You offered me the deal because you knew I would never make it. You didn't WANT to stop…" Hotch snarled, ignoring the look that Haley was giving him.
"Regardless Agent Hotchner… if you had stopped hunting me… I never would have hunted your little… breeder."
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Reid screamed viciously. "He will NEVER stop hunting you! Do you hear me? NEVER! AARON! Don't you EVER stop! You hunt this bastard down until he has no place to go!"
"Reid, calm down!" Hotch ordered.
"Swear it!" Reid cried.
"Dr. Reid, you need to calm down and take deep—"
"SWEAR IT!" Reid screamed, cutting off Dr. Tsai.
Hotch felt Haley's hand on his knee. He looked at her. Took in the fierce look in her eyes.
"… I swear it." He relented, and she nodded to him.
"… Good." Reid gasped. Foyet chuckled.
"You're running out of time, Agent Hotchner." He called. "And Dr. Tsai, nice to hear from you, too. I suppose I should let you know that he's been bleeding ever since his water broke. And that was a while ago." Hotch glanced back at the woman, taking in the grim look on her face.
"… Sir…" She said, slowly. "Dr. Reid needs to get to a hospital right away. You need to call an ambulance for him right now."
"I don't think so. He will die where he is. And I'm going to enjoy watching it. Oh, excuse us. Here we go again."
And a moment later they could hear Reid's voice raised in pain again, accompanied by strained gasps and groaning pleas for help and relief from the intense agony. But this series ended in a horrible shriek that broke into hopeless sobbing.
"Spencer?" Hotch called, worried sick.
"His bleeding just got a lot worse." Foyet informed them casually. "I'm going to guess that he doesn't have much time left."
"… We have to hurry." Dr. Tsai murmured to Hotch. "He's right… Dr. Reid is in trouble. And so is the baby. It's trying to pass through a birth canal that isn't there. The longer this goes on, the more internal damage Dr. Reid will suffer. He'll die. And then, so will the baby."
Despite her low tones, everyone heard her. Haley, Dr. Blair, JJ and Garcia's eyes filled with tears. Emily only barely managed to fight hers back. And in the cabin, Reid and Foyet found themselves staring at one another. Slowly, Foyet stood and turned to walk out of the room.
"Don't." Reid gasped, and the team listened in. Foyet paused, then slowly turned and looked back at the young man suffering on the bed soaked in amniotic fluids and his own blood. "Please… don't go… I don't wanna be alone…" Foyet frowned, then walked back over to Reid and stared down at him. Tears cascaded down the boy's face as he writhed in agony. "… Help me."
"And what would you have me do?"
"You have a knife."
The man paused. "I do."
"… Use it."
"What?"
"I'm not going to make it out of here." Reid reasoned. "… I can… feel things ripping inside of me… I'm dying."
"That's the point."
"I'm not… nng… I'm not arguing that." Reid groaned. "Let me die. I don't care. But don't let my baby die… Please."
"And what the hell do you want me to do about it?"
"You already know." Reid panted. "You want to do it. You've been hoping to. You know what has to happen for my baby to live. He has to come out. And there's only one way he can come out."
"I want you to say it. Beg for it." Foyet sneered, grinning.
In the car, Haley had covered her mouth and was trying to hold back her tears. Hotch's poker face was finally slipping. Dr. Blair sat in the back seat shaking in horror at what she was hearing, her normally jovial eyes now looking devastated as tears ran down her round cheeks. Dr. Tsai sat in a grim silence, holding Dr. Blair's hands tightly, her own dark eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
In the car behind them, Rossi sat stiff and cold while Morgan trembled in his righteous fury. Emily was holding JJ, who was swiftly losing all traces of composure as Reid finally began to speak again.
"I need you to do the C-section." Reid gasped, his voice overflowing with the pains of childbirth gone horribly wrong. "Cut me open and get him out."
"… You want me to gut you?" Foyet asked. The sadistic delight in his tone was sickeningly obvious.
"Yes."
"… Fine. Agent Hotchner! Do be a good man and keep him company while I go get what I need." And a moment later, they heard a door slam.
"Spencer… don't do this…" Hotch gasped. "We're on our way, we have an ambulance…"
"The baby has to come out NOW, Aaron." Reid groaned, then hissed at another searing pain shooting through him. "The sooner, the better the chances are for BOTH of us…"
"… Spencer." Hotch said, his own voice beginning to sound ragged and pained. "You know better than to lie to me… I can see right through you."
"… I know." Reid murmured to the phone resting on the pillow by his head. He sighed. "I'm sorry, Aaron."
"Stop it." Hotch hissed. "Right now. I know you. And I know where you're going with this. And—"
"NNGH!" Reid interrupted. "Oh God… I just want this to stop!" And he sobbed slightly, then whimpered. "I'm so tired, Aaron…"
"Whatever you do, do NOT go to sleep." Dr. Tsai ordered, sharply. "If you close your eyes you might not open them again."
"… I know." Reid said, and the door opened again. Foyet walked in with a blanket, some cloths, a pot of steaming water, and then, as he set these down, he pulled out his keen white knife. He set it on the bedside and then picked up one of the cloths. He gently took Reid's right wrist in his hand and bound it to the curved metal bar that made the head of the bed frame. Then he did the same with Reid's left wrist.
The young man watched the serial killer's face in a calm silence. The man then moved down and unlocked the cuff that was on the leg of the bed. He looped it underneath the frame and closed it around Reid's free ankle, effectively restraining his feet. Then the man looked up and watched as Reid got through the next round of pain that had started as he shackled his feet. When it finally passed, he and Reid stared at each other. He took in the pained eyes and the pale, trembling body drenched in sweat.
"Ready?" Foyet asked. Reid nodded and the man picked up another strip of cloth and knotted it in the middle before tying it around Reid's head, positioning the knot in the young agent's mouth. "Are you there, Agent Hotchner?"
"… Yes." Came the growl from the phone.
"Oh good!" Foyet said cheerfully. "Dr. Reid will not be able to talk for a while. Just so you know." Reid's eyes widened when Foyet reached out and picked up the knife. "And one more thing… Agent Reid was right." He smirked as he sliced through the fabric of his captive's shirt until he was bare from the hips up. "I WAS hoping to do this…"
Haley couldn't hold back the sob this time, and Morgan closed his eyes with a wince. Even Rossi flinched at that.
Foyet twirled the knife in his fingers and contemplated the task before him. He ran his hand over Reid's swollen stomach, then nodded and knelt. "Brace yourself, boy… this is really going to hurt." Reid's eyes widened in fear as he watched the man lower the knife to the underside of his belly, and then he closed his eyes and did as he was told… he braced himself. He felt the cold steel on his skin, and then came the pain.
"HNNNGGG!" He cried into the gag, and Hotch was seriously considering pulling over and letting Morgan drive… he was beginning to doubt his ability to hold himself together for much longer as he listened to the muffled screams of his mate.
"Breathe, Spencer." He vaguely heard Dr. Tsai coaching her patient. "In through the nose, out through the mouth."
Dr. Blair continued. "Focus on my voice. Close your eyes and take yourself away."
"But not TOO far!" Dr. Tai instructed. "You MUST stay conscious!" But after that, neither woman was able to give any more advice. Reid's tortured screams grew worse as he felt the knife slicing through layer after layer of tissue, and the cruel fingers inside of his body.
"You know…" Foyet drawled. "This would be much easier if you would STAY STILL!" Reid sobbed in response, but forced himself to stop writhing in his pain. The people in the cars listened in grim silence as they heard the boy screaming again. It dragged on for nearly five minutes, but it felt like hours… It increased in volume and intensity, then suddenly broke apart into gasping sobs.
Then, there was another noise. A noise that brought both fear, relief and hope to those listening; the first cries of a newborn baby.
Reid began to squirm again, turning his head and rubbing his cheek on his arm, trying to force the gag out of his mouth with his tongue. He was successful.
"Please…" He gasped, staring at Foyet in desperation. "Please… let me hold him…" He watched as Foyet dipped some of the cloths into the water and used them to begin cleaning the baby off. But he had the baby on the floor before himself, and his back was to Reid. Reid whimpered… he couldn't see his baby. "PLEASE!" He cried. Then, Foyet reached for his knife again. "DON'T HURT HIM! PLEASE! NO!"
His desperate pleas tore into the hearts of his doctors and team as they listened… none could speak, they were so terrified at what they were afraid could be happening.
Foyet rolled his eyes. "Shut up. I'm not." He snapped. He cut a very thin strip of cloth and tied it around the umbilical cord near the newborn's stomach, then sliced through the cord right above the cloth. He stared down at the baby. It was small and pink with a head of thick dark hair. It was indeed male. And he was strong and healthy. He flailed his tiny fists in anger, screaming in protest at being forcefully taken from his warm, cozy home.
Finally Foyet stood, wrapping the baby in the blanket and he turned and faced Reid. "It's a boy." He said, simply.
"Let me hold him…" Reid whispered. He was struggling against the bindings around his wrists. But his struggles had grown significantly weaker.
"What's his name." Foyet demanded in a calm tone. Reid blinked and shook his head.
"Please, let me—"
"What. Is. His. Name." The man repeated again. Reid blinked and slowly turned his head towards the phone resting on the pillow next to him.
"… Aaron?" He called. This time, Aaron couldn't take it. He pulled over, tears in his eyes. Reid's voice was so weak… he knew the boy was running out of time.
"I'm here…" He gasped, his voice thick with tears. In the car behind them, Morgan and Rossi looked at each other.
"Go." Rossi said. "He can't drive in this weather. Not like this."
Rossi and JJ watched as there were several cases of seat switching. Dr. Tsai took shotgun, while Hotch and Haley both moved to the back with Dr. Blair. As they did, Emily ran back to the ambulance. The weather had been calming down and quieting. She told the paramedics to radio in for a chopper if the weather permitted. Then she returned, and the little caravan was on their way again.
"Aaron? What… what do you want to name him?" Reid asked again.
Hotch shook his head. "Whatever you want, baby…" He gasped, and Haley held him close. "Whatever you want."
"… Jason." Reid finally murmured. Hotch couldn't help but smile. He wasn't surprised. "Jason David."
"Well then." Foyet chuckled. "I wonder what Jason Gideon would say if he knew. I wonder what he'll do when he finds out his precious protégé spent the last days of his life in his cabin… starving… freezing… pregnant." Reid winced. "That he died here, after giving birth to a child that was then named after him…" Foyet smirked. "Ah, well… I need to get cleaned up. You have two minutes." And then he lay the bundled baby down by Reid's side, nuzzled up to his shoulder. Then the man left the room.
The team heard the soft sob of relief as Reid saw his baby's face for the first time.
"Oh God…" Reid sniffled. "He looks like you, Aaron." He tilted his head and rested his cold, clammy cheek on his son's head, nuzzling the infant who grunted slightly at being disturbed. "Shhhh… it's okay, Jason… I'm here… Daddy's on his way…"
"Spencer…" Hotch called. "Hold on… we're almost there… just… just hold on."
"… I love you, Aaron."
"I… I love you too, baby… just don't give up on me… not now." Reid didn't answer. "… Spencer?" Hotch called, frowning. "Spencer?"
"… Mm?" Came the soft answer.
"Stay awake! We're only a few minutes away!" Hotch gasped.
"You're WHAT?" Everyone froze when Foyet's voice rang in their ears. Then, footsteps, and a rustling noise. The baby began to cry.
"No!" Reid shouted, his voice on the verge of hysterical. "DON'T! Please! Give him back! PLEASE!"
"Agent Hotchner…" Foyet's voice hissed into the phone. "I don't care how close you are. You're too late. Your lover is at death's door… and I will make sure that you never see this baby…"
"Please… don't do this…" Hotch begged. "Don't take him from Spencer…"
"SPENCER'S pain is ending, Agent Hotchner." Foyet sneered. They could still hear Reid in the background, begging for his child. It was heartbreaking. "YOURS has barely begun." Then the man tossed the phone down next to Reid and ran from the room, the baby in his arms. Reid cried out in helpless distress as he watched the man disappear with his newborn son.
"Aaron!" He cried.
"I'm here… hold on, babe."
"Go after him!"
"What?"
"Don't waste your time on me… don't stop to check on me… go after him! Get Jason!"
"Spencer—"
"SWEAR IT!"
"But—"
"Dammit, Aaron…" Reid sobbed, his voice getting weaker by the moment. "Don't waste time on a lost cause." Hotch just stared at the phone, a look of horror on his face.
"Spencer… I'm not going to leave you…"
Reid's voice was at a whisper when he finally answered. "… Don't you dare deny me my last request." Hotch didn't answer. He couldn't. "Don't let Foyet get away with Jason…"
"… I won't."
"Promise?"
"… I promise."
Reid closed his eyes and sighed in relief. "… Good. I trust you, Aaron."
"I love you…" Hotch gasped. "Just… hold on."
He didn't get an answer this time. He called Reid's name… begged him to answer. But an answer never came.
"There it is." Morgan said, suddenly. The light from the cabin could be seen. Hotch's poker face suddenly slid back into place.
"JJ. Stay with Haley and the doctors." He ordered. "Rossi, Morgan, Prentiss with me." And he leapt from the car before the vehicle had even come to a complete stop. The agents all charged after him, guns drawn.
"Here!" Prentiss called. "Tracks! He's running!"
JJ and Haley watched as the four agents ran into the dark woods, hell bent on their mission.
But Dr. Tsai was hell bent on her mission; saving her patient. The paramedics grabbed their equipment and followed her in. JJ, Haley and Dr. Blair followed.
They found the bedroom quickly, and one look sent Haley into hysterics.
Reid's pajama pants and the bed were soaked in blood and amniotic fluids… the blood… there was so much of it… it was smeared over his stomach, which had been sliced open… his entrails were hanging out. His skin was white. His lips were blue. And his face was turned towards the phone that had been his only comfort…
JJ and Dr. Blair quickly pulled her from the room and set her down on the floor in front of the burning fire in the living room fireplace, trying to calm her down. Dr. Tsai didn't even flinch. She ran to Reid's side and dropped to her knees, reaching up and pressing her fingers to his throat. His skin was cold and clammy…
"He's alive… We need to start giving fluids and get him warm." She said quickly, and a paramedic moved in. He had been ready and brought fluids in with him. Dr. Tsai reached up and began working on one of the knots holding Reid's wrists over his head. She freed first one wrist, then the other. A paramedic instantly began searching for a vein on the inside of his arm and placed the catheter, beginning fluids. Dr. Tsai rested a hand on Reid's face.
"Dr. Reid?" She called. "Dr. Reid… Spencer? You need to open your eyes. I know you're tired, but you HAVE to wake up."
"Spence?" Dr. Tsai turned and looked up at JJ standing in the doorway, fighting back tears. She looked at Dr. Tsai. "Is… Is he…"
"He's alive, Agent Jareau. Please." And she reached out to JJ. "Come here. Talk to him. I HAVE to wake him up and soon… or we may lose him." JJ nodded and moved to kneel by Reid. She reached out and began to run her fingers through his hair.
"Spence? Please… let me know you can hear me… You can't leave. You have to wake up. We… we need you. All of us. Hotch won't be able to take losing you. It will break him… And your son needs you… Jason needs you… whether you're raising him or not, you need to be a part of his life… And Gideon… what if he does find out about this? If he… If he finds out that you died here, giving birth to a child that you named after him… God… you know better than anyone how that will eat at him…
Reid's fingers twitched in her hand, and his brow under her gentle fingers. She smiled, leaning over and kissing his cool forehead. "I need you too, Spence. We're family. Henry needs his Godfather. And you still have to teach him to play chess. And Morgan needs his best friend. And… that's you. And Emily adores you, Spence… you'll break her heart if you leave us. And Rossi has really got a soft spot for you, too. I don't know if Garcia could keep going if you… God… The fact is… none of us can stand to lose you… We need you. We're not whole without you, Spence…" The tears were flooding down her face, now.
"… Damn you!" She cried suddenly, seizing his shoulders and shaking them. "I'll never forgive you if you give up now! Just because you've given birth, it doesn't mean your job is over! It means it's just STARTED!"
"Hey…" Arms wrapped around her, and she turned and cried on Dr. Blair's shoulder.
"He can't die…" She sobbed. "He's family…"
"… JJ…" Came the soft gasp.
"Reid…" She cried, turning back to the young man.
"… please… don' cry…" Reid murmured.
"Dr. Reid." Dr. Tsai called, and Reid slowly looked at her.
"… w-where's Aaron?"
"He's chasing Foyet." JJ said, softly. Reid just blinked slowly.
"Dr. Reid, we have to move you."
"I know." Reid said.
"I need you to stay awake."
"… I know."
One of the paramedics' radios crackled to life. He stepped out of the room for a moment, then returned. "Chopper is less than two minutes out." He said.
"Then let's get Dr. Reid ready for transport." Dr. Tsai said. Then she shook her head. "These fluids won't be enough. He needs a blood transfusion asap… Dr. Reid?"
"… Mm?"
"What's your blood type?"
"… AB+." Reid mumbled.
"Does anyone on your team have your blood type?" Dr. Tsai asked hopefully.
"… N-No…" Reid whimpered.
"I'm AB+." Dr. Blair announced as they heard the chopper setting down. Dr. Tsai stared at her as the paramedics prepared Reid to be carried out.
"… Come on." Dr. Tsai said, grabbing Dr. Blair and tugging her out to the chopper. "Any medical conditions I should know about?"
"Other than needing to lose about fifty pounds, no." Dr. Blair responded. Then they were outside and they ran over to the air ambulance, the snow blowing up around them. They clamored in with the help of the EMT's on board.
"Melinda, roll your sleeve up!" Dr. Tsai called, and Dr. Blair did as she was told.
"There's something else you should know, though, Valerie!" Dr. Blair shouted over the roar of the prop, staring as the inside of her elbow was swabbed.
"What?"
"I don't like needles!"
"It's for you patient!"
"… I'm not gonna look!" Dr. Blair cried, then closed her eyes and whimpered as she felt the needle bite into her skin. The two women shuffled to the side as Reid was passed into the chopper and secured. Haley climbed in after them and moved to kneel by Reid's head. He stared at her blue eyes and she gently ran her fingers through his hair, doing all she could to keep him awake.
"Radio the OR!" Dr. Tsai called as they began to lift off. "I need a suite open and a team ready, he has to go in the moment we get there or we'll lose him! We need to hit the ground running. We'll need units of AB+, too! Now help me get him prepped for a direct transfusion!" The EMT's nodded and got to work, and moments later, they were airborne and on their way…
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