Morgan paced back and forth, he couldn't get his mind off of Reid. Scary thoughts crowded his mind. "What if Reid is dead?", "How much pain is he in?" Morgan asked himself, feeling useless. Standing over the corpses, Morgan studied the bodies.

There was bruises and cuts on each of the bodies, mostly on the face. This was a sign that the unsub was abusing the victims. All the bruises were made anti-mortem. The cuts in the throat were made with the same blade, they were clean and quick. This was a sign that the murder wasn't as important to the unsub as the abuse was.

Reid tensed when he saw the woman come into the room again. She was holding a laptop in her in her hands, a smirk across her lips. An intense headache pulsed in his brain, but all he could do is sit through it. "So, since your a fed, I thought you should get some special treatment" she teased.

Setting the laptop on a stool in front of Reid, she opened it up. Reid didn't like where this was going. Sure enough, after five minutes of setting up, the screen was on video chat with Garcia's computer. The woman faced Reid again, walking up close to him, they were nose to nose. "I don't video for just anybody Spence" she whispered, Reid flinching at the nickname "Spence" that JJ called him.

Garcia saw a notification pop up on her screen, it looked like a video file. She gasped upon opening it, seeing Reid tied up to a chair. Instead of calling Hotch, Garcia ran out of her room. "You need to see this" she announced to the group.

The team crowded around Garcia's desk. "Do you think this is our unsub?" JJ asked, "Could be, even if this girl's not our unsub we need to stop her" Morgan confirmed. Hotch nodded, "Morgan's right, Garcia can you pause the video and identify who this is?" Hotch asked. "I'm waiting until she turns around so I can get a good shot" Garcia added. "Looks like they're in a basement" Rossi noted, they were looking for a house.

"What's your name?" Spencer asked the woman as kindly as possible. She laughed, "Do you seriously think I'm that stupid," she retorted. "No" was Reid's response. She moved behind the chair and knelt down, Reid felt the tightness of the rope holding him loosen. Why was she untying him? The rope was removed and tossed aside, Reid wanted to make a run for it, but he knew that would not be a good idea.

"Stand up" she said coldly, Reid did as he was told. Reid jumped slightly when her hands slammed aggressively against his shoulders. Changing her mood, she asked innocently, "Would you ever hurt me?". Reid looked her in the eyes, "Never, I-I would never hurt you", he stuttered. Her face turned angry again, "Too bad that's a lie" she fumed.

Reid received a hard punch to the face, before he could react, a knee was thrust into his stomach. As Reid grimaced in pain, she spoke again. "All men are evil, they are all abusing liars, so you're gonna know how it feels to be the victim" she said, with emotional pain obvious in her voice. "So, here's the rules. If you hit me back or try to run away, I will kill you, it's as simple as that" she explained before pushing Reid to the floor.

The team watched in horror as the woman kept beating Reid. Pulling him up from the ground just to punch him and kick him again. It lasted around twenty minutes of brutal abuse.

Reid didn't feel like he was even there anymore. He laid on the ground in a delirious state. After a while he stopped feeling the pain, he had become numb to it. Reid felt a large weight on his neck, looking up, he realized that the woman was standing on his throat, crushing his windpipe.

Reid struggled against the force on him, coughing and trying to pry her foot off of his neck. The longer she held it there, the less Reid struggled. Reid's world went blurry, the only noise he heard was ringing and the pulsing of his heart. A few struggled breaths later, and Reid gave up, letting darkness consume him.

Morgan struggled to keep his emotions in control as he watched his friend hurting and abused. After Reid had passed out, the woman sat down on the ground. She lifted Reid closer to her, then laid his weak head in her lap. Stroking his hair, she looked down at Reid. "What's she doing?" Garcia asked confused. "It's almost like she's admiring him," Rossi guessed with a confused look on his face as well.