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Anything For You	By : hatochiisai Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 13768 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Anything For You

Hatochiisai

No own. Piss off.

Slash warning Hotch/Reid, UnSubOC/Reid (non-con)

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Chapter 8

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Reid woke when Shane left the bed in the morning. He slowly rolled onto his back, watching the man. Shane turned and looked down at him, smiling.

“I’m going out. Fix breakfast for yourself and your friends. I’ll be back before lunch.” And he turned and left. Reid sighed. He lay in the bed for a long time, thinking about what had happened to him, and yet trying not to think about it at the same time.

Finally, he pulled himself out of bed. There were clothes set out for him. Gratefully, he pulled them on and shuffled into the kitchen. He prepared breakfast, and carried it down to the basement.

“Reid!” Morgan yelped, and before Reid knew it, his team had surrounded him, bombarding him with questions.

“… Back off!” Reid cried, alarmed.

“Don’t overwhelm him!” Rossi ordered, shoving the others away and relieving Reid of his burden. “… Oatmeal again.”

“Bon appetite.” Reid snorted, and bowls were passed out.

“Reid. Are you alright?” Hotch asked.

“Yeah.” Reid said, nodding and sitting down with his own bowl of cinnamony raisiny goodness. “He hasn’t touched me since… you know…” Hotch nodded, looking relieved.

“Where were you all night, then?” Emily asked.

“… I have to sleep with him in his bed now.” Reid mumbled, staring at the floor. “and last night, we uh… went for a walk.” Hotch sighed, loudly, and Reid glanced at him. “Believe me… I would much rather sleep down here with you guys.”

“We know, kid…” Rossi said. “We know.”

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When Shane returned, he called Reid upstairs. Still limping from the assault the previous day, Reid obeyed, much to the chagrin of his team. He helped Shane bring in the groceries; the fixings for Thanksgiving dinner. Reid wasn’t looking forward to it. And he almost burst out laughing AND burst into tears when Shane told him that he was expected to cook it.

“… Not unless you want your house burned down!” Reid cried, looking half amused and half terrified. “I have no IDEA how to do this!”

“… I’ll let the woman come up and show you.” Shane said, suddenly. He went downstairs. Reid listened to some angry voices, then tones of confused disbelief. A moment later, Shane returned with Agent Prentiss. Reid looked at her and smiled.

“Emily.”

“… You don’t know how to cook? Reid… you’re a genius…” She said, slowly. She looked surprised, and amused. Reid shrugged.

“I like microwaves.” He said. “Cooking isn’t my thing.”

“… It’s not rocket science.” Shane snorted.

“… At least I KNOW Rocket Science. I do NOT know cooking!” Reid announced. Shane and Emily blinked, then Emily grinned. She and Reid looked at each other, and laughed. Shane eyed them.

“… I’ll be in the living room.” He grumbled. “No funny stuff.” And he showed them the gun he had, then left.

“… Where are the knives?” Emily asked.

“Emily!” Reid hissed, eyes wide. “Are you crazy?”

“… the food isn’t going to chop itself up, Reid.”

“… Oh.”

“I wouldn’t risk the team.” Emily said.

“… Oh. Right. Sorry.”

“You really don’t know how to cook?”

“… I’ve never read a cookbook.” Reid confessed, shrugging. Emily stared at him, then smiled and stepped closer, wrapping her arms around him.

“You holding up okay?”

“… So so.” Reid confessed, shrugging. She smiled and nodded.

“Alright. Well… it’s about time I got to teach the genius something.”

Reid found that soon, he had almost forgotten that he and his team were prisoners. He and Emily worked all day together in the kitchen. They had a silent agreement that they wouldn’t speak of the situation at hand. They just made small talk. Told stories… they were smiling and laughing… it felt so… normal. They were worlds away from reality in those hours in the small kitchen. And Reid grew to understand more and more what she was to him.

Emily was VERY dear to him, like the older sister he had never had. He never really noticed, but she had taught him so much. Just like the others had. Each and ever member of the team had impacted his life in so many ways… They were his family. Eventually, he raised his eyes and found Shane watching them from the doorway. Reid straightened and stared at the man, no fear in his eyes. This man was NOT going to hurt his family.

And suddenly, Reid found himself looking back on what had been done to him. And he wasn’t sick. He wasn’t afraid. He didn’t regret it. And he wasn’t afraid to do it again. His family was his everything. His body was a small sacrifice to keep them safe. He turned away from Shane and helped Emily pull the turkey out of the oven.

Amazing how so simple a thing like cooking with a friend could suddenly warp the world around you… a confusing, unfair world suddenly made perfect sense. It helped one’s mind and spirit calm and see things for what they were. It helped one to realize what was more important than anything in the world. And for Reid, that was his team. And in those moments of revelation, Reid had full confidence that Perry and his team would find them. And somehow, deep down, he knew that they would all get home safe.

“You know…” Reid said suddenly, looking at Emily. She blinked at him. “I think that when all of this is over, and we’re all home safe, I’ll go visit mom for a while.” Emily stared at him, eyes darting to Shane in the doorway. The man had gone from casually watching them to glaring at the back of Reid’s head.

“Reid…”

“I’m not afraid of him.” Reid snorted, knowing perfectly well that Shane was listening. Emily eyed Reid, concerned. “I haven’t spent a lot of time with mom. It isn’t fair. I think I’ll ask Hotch for some time off when we get back to the BAU. When we go home.” Emily’s eyes widened and Reid turned as Shane walked across the room. He stood and faced the man, staring up at him. Shane glared down at Reid with narrowed eyes.

“… When you go home?” He asked, his voice dangerously quiet.

“Yeah. When we go home.”

“This is your home now.”

“No. It isn’t.” Reid said, calmly.

“… It is.”

“No. This is a house where I am being forced to live. I believe that the saying is ‘Home is where the heart is’.” Emily winced and Shane’s eyes flashed. “My heart sure as hell isn’t HERE.” Reid finished. The kitchen was filled with a resounding smack as Reid was struck across the cheek. His head whipped to the side and he swayed a bit, but quickly turned back to face the man. “It’s NOT with someone who will force me to do things against my will, and who will hit me if I say something he doesn’t like.” Shane slapped Reid again.

“Shut your mouth!”

“This isn’t a relationship, Shane! This is a delusion! YOUR delusion!” Reid snapped. Another slap, this one making the young man stumble a bit. But he bounced right back, staring the man down. “I am not your soul mate.” Reid hissed, his eyes flashing. “I am your VICTIM.” Shane stared, just as shocked as Emily. “I’m your prisoner. Your HOSTAGE. And you are trying to make me your slave. You have abused me, assaulted me, threatened me, blackmailed me and RAPED me. No matter WHAT you think, I am NOT your soul mate, I will NEVER love you and no matter what you do, you will NEVER have me.”

Shane’s eyes blazed. He whirled and seized Emily by the arm, flung open the door to the basement and shoved her through. Emily yelped as she fell back. Rossi was there at the bottom of the stairs, and he managed to catch her before her skull smacked into the concrete floor… However, he had sacrificed his own backside for her sake, and likely had a bruised tailbone.

“Are you alright?” Morgan asked, kneeling.

“I’m fine. But Reid isn’t.” Emily gasped, eyes wide. “Not for long, anyway.”

“What do you mean?” Hotch gasped, eyes wide.

“I don’t know what happened… what came over him. We were smiling and laughing, and then he just… changed. Became a different person. And he… he openly challenged Shane to his face!”

“What do you mean?” Morgan asked. But Emily didn’t answer… she couldn’t over the sudden commotion from upstairs. There were crashes and shouting… breaking glass… and then a long, harsh scream… Hotch grew pale. The scream died away, but picked up almost immediately… they all knew that Reid had only gone quiet long enough to take another breath. But then the scream turned to loud, defiant shouting. And then there was a crash, and this time it was Shane who screamed, cursing at the top of his lungs. Reid was shouting back… they couldn’t understand what either was saying. More fighting, more crashes, and then with a loud crack and a sudden final thud, everything was quiet.

The four FBI Agents sat on the floor, staring up at the door in shocked silence. Then, there were heavy footsteps, and what sounded like something… more likely some ONE, getting dragged. And then there was nothing…

Upstairs, Shane flung Reid’s limp body onto the bed. Reid winced, groaning as blood ran down the side of his head. His entire body throbbed… he had definitely come off the worst in that fight, but he had given Shane a few battle scars in return.

“You filthy little slut…” Shane hissed. He was trembling in rage. “I’m gonna make you BEG…”

“… Oh, I will beg…” Reid groaned, turning his head and looking at Shane. “I will beg on my hands and knees… but not for myself.”

“… I think your team has outlived it’s usefulness.”

“Touch them… ANY of them…” Reid hissed, slowly sitting up. “and I’ll kill you.” Shane blinked, startled. He stared down at Reid. “Or let them go. And I’ll give you what you want.” Shane stared at Reid.

“And what is that?” He asked.

Slowly, Reid stood. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his torso covered in bruises, and more now forming. He stepped forward, his pants falling to the floor. He stepped out of them and walked right up to Shane, standing before him completely naked.

“My compliance.” Reid said, then kissed the man. Shane’s eyes nearly popped out of his head, then he groaned and shoved Reid back. The pair fell onto the bed and Reid hissed as his body was covered in rough, demanding touches… possessive and territorial. He winced as his neck and shoulders were soon covered in bite marks and hickeys… He gasped as he was flipped onto his stomach and pinned to the bed, but he couldn’t hold back the startled shout of pain at the sudden harsh penetration. He closed his eyes tightly and chewed his lower lip, whimpering at the searing pain the shot through his lower body. The burning began to ease slightly as the thrusting motions seemed to meet less resistance… the metallic scent filled his senses and Reid knew that his own blood was acting as a lubricant. He felt a kind of satisfaction, however, in his own lack of arousal. It was his own little victory in all of this… His own intense emotions boiled up in his mind, creating a kind of shield against the pain… His desire to end this was greater that his pain.

When Shane finished, Reid was mildly surprised. Over so quickly? He blinked when the man rolled him over onto his back and hung over him. Shane stared down at Reid.

“… I will release two.” He said, and Reid stared up at him and nodded. “… Choose.”

“… Emily and Morgan.” Reid said automatically. He didn’t know WHY he chose them… he just… said their names.

“… Done.” Shane said, standing and tossing Reid his pants while doing up his own. Reid slowly sat up, wincing and pulling his pants on. Shane grabbed his wrist and dragged him through the house. He opened the door to the basement, and handed Reid a pair of handcuffs from the kitchen cabinet as well as two scarves.

“You will put these on them, and blindfold them. Then send them up. I will take them and drop them off in DC.” Shane said.

“… Swear it.” Reid hissed.

“… I swear.” Shane said. “I will leave them unharmed.”

“… Alright.” Reid responded, and nodded. He took the things from the man and walked down the stairs. His team was waiting for him.

“Reid!” They cried, and Reid felt arms around himself.

“He raped you again…” Morgan gasped, seeing the blood on Reid’s pants.

“I’m fine.” Reid replied, not looking anyone in the eyes. “It was worth it.”

“what do you mean?” Rossi asked.

“Emily. Morgan.” Reid said. “I’ve negotiated your release.”

“… you WHAT?” Morgan gasped in disbelief.

“Take this chance.” Reid said. “And give me your wrists.”

“Reid… we can’t leave you here…” Emily gasped.

“I’ll still have Hotch and Rossi. YOU two bring help.” Reid said.

“… Do it.” Hotch said immediately, looking at Emily and Morgan. “I want you two out of here.”

“Hotch—“

“That’s an order, Morgan.” Hotch said firmly.

A few minutes later, Shane watched as Morgan and Emily stumbled blindly up the stairs. He looked down at Reid.

“I’ll be back tonight.” The man said, then closed and locked the basement door. A moment later, Reid’s stone cold façade faded. The boy winced and shuddered, then crumpled to the floor, whimpering. Hotch and Rossi dropped next to him.

“Reid…” Hotch gasped.

“… I’ll be okay.” Reid whispered, wincing. He looked at Rossi, who gave him a nod.

“You did good, kid.” The man said. Reid nodded back, then turned and looked up at Hotch.

“I wanted to get you out.” Reid told him. “I’m sorry. I was selfish.”

“Selfish?” Hotch asked.

“I was going to try to get you and Emily out. But when the time came, I chose Morgan.” Reid confessed. “I’m sorry.”

“Why?!” Hotch gasped, confused.

“… Because I… I wanted to be able to go to you...” Reid confessed, looking ashamed. Tears ran down his face. “I wanted to get you to safety… but I wanted you here more… I wanted to be able to come down here and… be with you.”

“Reid…” Hotch breathed, eyes wide. “… Reid… you’re not selfish. I never would have left you here… I would have made one of the others go…” He pulled Reid into his chest and hugged him tightly. Reid winced at the spikes of pain that shot through him. “I wouldn’t have let you send me away, Spencer. EVER.”

“Let’s get you cleaned up, kid.” Rossi announced, and he and Hotch each took an arm and dragged Reid to his feet. The boy yelped and stumbled, then whimpered in pain. He leaned heavily on the men, allowing them to help him into the bathroom.

“I’ll leave you to help him.” Rossi said looking at Hotch, then left, closing the door behind him. Hotch sighed and pulled the drawstring on Reid’s pants, watching them slide down the boy’s thin hips to the floor.

“Come on.” He said, getting the water turned on and stripping himself. When the water was warm, he guided Reid into the shower. Then Hotch stepped back and looked over the younger profiler, taking in all the bruises, both old and new. It infuriated him, seeing the evidence of the abuse Reid was suffering. When Reid turned around, Hotch saw the reason for the horrible screams that had been torn from his agent… shiny red burn marks… in rings… The spiral metal of a burner on a stove. Hotch felt the anger burning in him… this man was going to pay for what he had done to Reid.

Then the burn marks were gone as Reid turned back to face him. The boy’s eyes were closed as he let the water run over him. Hotch looked down again, staring at the blood on Reid’s thighs.

“Tell me one thing.” Hotch said, suddenly. Reid blinked up at him. Hotch tore his eyes away from the blood being washed away down Reid’s legs. He looked Reid in the eye. “… Why?”

“Why what?”

“What made you provoke him?”

“… I… I dunno.” Reid admitted. He looked down, watching the blood swirling in the water, then fade. “… I guess I just realized that I was sick of this guy holding my team over my head. You’ve been here for almost a week, I guess I just… decided that it was time to do something and get SOMEONE out of here. Probably didn’t use the best methods but… Morgan and Emily are going home, so…”

“You trust him to let them go?”

“… I don’t know why but… yes.” Reid admitted. He looked up at Hotch. “Aaron. The next one I want to get out of here… is you.”

“Spencer, I’m not leaving you.”

“Rossi can stay objective. And with Shane knowing our relationship it’s dangerous for you to stay. Please understand that.”

“Oh, I understand. But I’m not leaving you.”

“Aaron, please.” Reid said, laying his hands on the man’s chest and leaning into him. “Please. I don’t want him to hurt you. If he did, I would never forgive myself. It will be easier for me to keep Rossi safe than you.”

Hotch frowned, shaking his head and gently running a wash cloth over Reid, bathing him. “No, Spencer. I’m staying with you.”

“No, you’re not.” Reid said, and when he and Hotch were staring each other in the eye again, Reid took a deep breath and said, “SSA Hotchner, that is an order.” Hotch’s eyebrows shot up. But Reid’s face was deadly serious. The kid wasn’t joking.

“… Reid…”

Reid turned away from Hotch, shutting off the water and stepping out of the shower. Hotch blinked and followed, grabbing a towel and helping Reid dry off and dress, before quickly drying and dressing himself. Then he wrapped an arm around Reid’s waist and helped him limp out into the main room and lie down on a bed. Rossi quickly joined them.

“Rossi.” Reid said firmly. “If he won’t let me free two of you at once next time, I want Hotch to go.”

“Good.” Rossi said, nodding.

“Dave!” Hotch gasped, looking shocked and betrayed.

“He knows about us.” Reid said, and Hotch scowled. Reid and Rossi were ignoring him. “And I know he’ll hurt Aaron.”

“I agree.” Rossi said with a nod. “I’ll stay with you.”

“Good. Make sure Hotch goes if I can’t.”

“You have my word, kid.” Rossi said with a nod.

“Dave. Can I talk to you?” Hotch growled.

“Yeah. Right here.” Rossi said. “The kid is right, Aaron. If Shane knows about your relationship he may hurt you to hurt Reid. You’re already feeling the pain of watching Reid get hurt for YOU. Do you wanna put him through the same thing on top of the pain he’s already going through?” Hotch stared, surprised at this reasoning.

“No… I don’t.”

“Then—“

“But I won’t leave him!”

“I’ll be with him!” Rossi said. “I’ll take care of him!”

“Aaron… please…” Reid said, softly. He held Hotch’s hand. Hotch stared at Reid and shook his head.

“I can’t promise this, Spencer. I can’t.”

“Listen.” Rossi said. “We’ll cross that bridge when and if we come to it. With Morgan and Prentiss getting back to Quantico, Perry’s team may be able to find us.”

“I hope so.” Reid said, nodding. He sighed. “… I wonder if I’ll still have my job when I get back…?”

“Why wouldn’t you?” Hotch asked.

“… I disobeyed a direct order from Strauss.” Reid admitted.

“Which was?” Rossi asked.

“She specifically told me that I was to go in, get JJ and get out. That under no circumstances were we to trade one Agent for another. I was not to remove my wire. And I did. And then I traded myself for JJ. Strauss will probably fire me.”

“… I’ll talk to her.” Hotch and Rossi both said in unison. Reid smiled.

“Thanks.” He said, softly. Hotch sighed and gently ran his fingers through Reid’s hair. He and Rossi sat on either side of Reid’s bed, keeping a silent vigil over the boy who had offered himself up as a sacrificial lamb to keep them safe…
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