"They're gone." Hankel's voice came in front of me as my eyes adjusted to the light.

"Who are they?" Spencer asked him.

"It's just me now." Hankel still didn't give him a response.

"Who are you?" I groaned tiredly.

"I'm Raphael." He answered and stood up straight.

"What's that smell?" Spencer grimaced slightly.

"They're burning fish hearts and livers. Keeps away the devil." Hankel answered. "They believe you two can see inside men's minds." He stared at both of us intently. Our chairs were positioned so that our backs were pressed against each others.

"That's not true. We only study human behavior." I clarified painfully. My head continued to throb from when Hankel knocked me out.

"Shh." He made us stay quiet. "I'm not interested in the arguments of men." He unloaded a gun. "Do you know what these are?" He held up two bullets. "They're God's will." He loaded the gun and pointed it at Spencer.

"You don't have to do this." Spencer started to panic.

"No, shoot me. Shoot me first. Leave him alone!" I thrashed in my chair.

"As you wish." He turned the gun to me.

"Don't. Please don't." Spencer gripped my hand from underneath the chair.

"Tell the team I love them." I waited for the bullet to hit me wherever Hankel aims. By the time I woke up, it was daylight outside. Blood stained the left side of my head.

"He didn't shoot you, did he?" I sat up a little straighter and opened my eyes fully. I noticed Spencer next to me rather than behind me. Hankel must have moved us.

"No, he didn't. Suparna, why in the world did you do that?" He asked me.

"Because you don't deserve to die, Spencer. You're the sweetest, purest man I've met, and I am not going to let some bastard take you away from the world." I answered.

"I don't think I'm ever going to be able to repay you." His voice broke.

"Just be you. That's all I want." I said to him. Then, the door slammed open, revealing Hankel carrying a stack of logs from outside.

"What are you staring at, girl?" He questioned me.

"You're not Raphael." Spencer pointed out.

"Do I look like Raphael?" He placed the wood into a container by the fireplace.

"Thank you for burning those and-and keeping us safe." I stuttered out.

"Don't try to trick me." He gritted his teeth.

"We would never try to trick you." Spencer and I shook our heads quickly.

"You're liars." He got a bit angrier.

"Neither of us are liars." Spencer answered.

"Lying's a sin." He stormed over to stand in front of us.

"Neither of us are liars." Spencer repeated himself. He sat down on the bench and grabbed Spencer's right leg.

"This will be over quickly if you just confess your sins." He threatened us.

"But we're not sinners." A tear slipped down my cheek.

"We're all sinners." Hankel took off Spencer's shoe before grabbing his left leg and doing the same.

"The Lord spake unto Moses saying, 'speak unto all the congregation of the children of the Lord and say unto them, ye shall be holy, for I, the Lord your God, am holy'." Spencer quoted from the Bible.

"You know Leviticus." He stopped.

"I know every word in the Bible." Spencer answered.

"The Devil knows how to read, too." His voice deepened.

"I'm not a Devil. She's not a Devil. I'm a man, and she's a woman." Spencer begged him as Hankel took off his socks. "My name is Spencer Reid, and I have a mother, and I have a father, just like you, and they taught me the Bible. Let me just-Let me just recite it for you." Spencer begged the man.

"Time to confess, Spencer Reid." Hankel whipped the bottom of his foot, making Spencer yelp in pain.

"Stop! Don't hurt him! Please don't hurt him!" I cried out to Hankel, but he didn't listen.

"Confess." He stared at Spencer.

"I...I don't have anything to confess." Spencer let out with a gasp. Hankel hit him again, and each time, Spencer would yell in pain, and I would scream for him to stop. Late that night, Hankel came back.

"You two need to eat." He carried a dead animal.

"Wh-What's your name?" I flinched, scared of his response.

"Tobias." He answered gently.

"Tobias?" Spencer repeated in question. "Who was here before?" He asked.

"Probably my father." He replied in a gentle tone. "I'm sorry if he hurt you two." He noticed Spencer's bare left foot and my bloody head. A second later, he grabbed two belts and wrapped them around the tops of our right arms.

"Don't. Please don't." Spencer and I were tired.

"It helps." He looked up at us before taking out two syringes and two bottles of liquid. "Don't tell my father. He doesn't know they're here." He filled the two syringes.

"Please. I don't want it. I don't want it. Please. Don't." Spencer and I squirmed.

"Trust me. I know." He first injected the liquid into my arm, then Spencer's arm. That's when we both passed out.

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"Michael? Michael, what are you doing?" I furrowed my brows.

"What I should have done a long time ago." He started to unbuckle his belt.

"N-No. You can't do this. Please don't do this. I'm sorry I forget to buy the eggs." I backed up, my back hitting the wall behind me.

"You can't do anything right!" He flipped me over so my front was pressed up against the wall. "Maybe this'll help you remember from now on." He ripped my clothes off.

"Please don't do this." I begged him. "Help me. Help me." I sobbed out, but no one could hear me.

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"Help me. Help me. Help me." I muttered, my eyes still closed.

"No one's coming to her you." Hankel grabbed my chin. "Beg all you want, girl. Ain't no one gonna hear you where you are." He let go of me. I slipped into an unconscious state once again, this time without a memory. I woke up to see a camera.

"Look who's awake." Hankel glanced back at me. "Can you two really read men's minds? See these vermin?" He nodded towards four laptop screens. "One of you chooses one to die. And the other chooses one to live." He ordered me and Spencer.

"No." I shook my head slowly along with Spencer.

"I thought you two wanted to be some kind of saviors!" He raised his voice.

"You're a sadist and psychotic break." Spencer accused him.

"Nothing's going to stop you from killing. Your words aren't true." I coughed slightly.

"The other heathens are watching." He looked down at the video camera. "Choose a sinner to die, and I'll say the name and address of the person to be saved." He reiterated his offer.

"I won't choose who gets slaughtered and have you leave their remains behind like a poacher." Spencer muttered.

"Can you really see my mind, boy? Can you see I'm not a liar?" Hankel picked up Spencer, chair and all.

"Kill me." I looked up at him. "I'm a...sinner. So choose me. And save...him." I breathed heavily, my head spinning and blurring my vision.

"Oh, you can't escape that easily." He dropped Spencer and slapped me. At this point, I didn't have the energy to voice in pain. "Choose one to die, and save a life. Otherwise, they're all dead." He stared at me.

"Al-Alright. I'll choose a life to save." Spencer spoke up.

"They're all the same." Hankel moved away so he could see the computers.

"Far right screen." He answered.

"Marilyn David, 4913 Walnut Creek Road." He announced. We watched her get on the phone before she covered the camera with her hand.

"Raphael." I called out to him quietly, but he just turned the camera off.

"You've done your part. Now it's my turn." He walked out of the house.

"Suparna, promise me one thing." Spencer said shakily.

"Tell me, Spencer. Tell me." I glanced over at me.

"Don't ever take the hit for me. Ever." He begged me.

"I can't promise you that, Spencer. I can't." I began to sob. That night, Spencer and I had to watch Hankel kill the couple on the second screen from the left. Once the team got on the scene, Gideon came up to the screen.

"Suparna, Reid, if you're watching, neither of you are responsible for this. You understand me? He's perverting God to justify murder. Both of you are stronger than him. He cant break you." He got up from the chair and left.

"Spence, if I don't make it..." I coughed a bit, the dryness in my throat aching.

"You are going to make it. There's no 'if' about it." He gave me a look. Then, Hankel came back. "Tobias." Spencer greeted him shakily.

"Sorry. I had to leave for a while." He apologized.

"You can leave again, and you can take both of us with you." I suggested.

"My father would be angry." He filled new syringes with more of the liquid.

"Not if he can't find us." Spencer backed me up.

"He always finds me." Hankel replied.

"Just-Just tell us where we are, and our friends will come, They'll save us. They'll save all of us." I attempted to persuade him.

"We can't be saved." He readied the syringe.

"We can. We can. I promise." Spencer sobbed a bit. With most of my energy. I reached over and gripped onto the side of his wrist since it was the only place I could reach.

"If you tell us where we are, I will save us both." I promised him.

"Listen to me. It's not worth fighting." He shook his head. "Tell me it doesn't make it better." He asked us. All Spencer and I could do was nod.

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"Suparna, dear, we haven't seen you since Christmas." My mother greeted me. "Oh. Michael. You're here, too." She flashed him a fake smile.

"We were just stopping by." I cleared my throat. "Are Aaron and Sean here?" I walked into my childhood home.

"They're out in the backyard, grilling for the barbecue. Michael, if you'd like, you could help them out there." She turned to him.

"No thanks. I'd like to spend some time with my girlfriend." He wrapped an arm around my waist, digging his fingers into the bruises he left.

"Oh, sweetie, what happened?" She reached a finger up to my black eye.

"I, uh, I hit myself with a basketball. You know how clumsy I am." I hated lying to her. She was the one person I could never lie to, yet here I am.

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"No. No!" I woke up to Hankel yelling. "They're trying to silence my message." He glanced back at me and Spencer. I guess Spencer had woken up earlier than me.

"We can't control what they do." Spencer replied.

"We're not with them. We're with you." I reminded him.

"Really?" Then he replayed the video where Gideon gave me and Spencer a message to stay strong. "Do you think you two can defy me?" He questioned.

"Neither of us know what he's talking bout." Spencer shook his head.

"You're a liar!" He shouted before grabbing my arm and lifting up the sleeve. "You're pitiful! Just like my son." He spit on me and let me go.

"Don't hurt me, Michael." I whispered. Memories of my ex-boyfriend flooded my head.

"There is no James!" He spat out before going back to the computers.

"Can't you see what you're doing to her? You're hurting her!" Spencer yelled at him in my defense. Hankel started the video once again.

"This ends now. Confess your sins." He slapped me hard.

"O-Only if you promise to not hurt Spencer." I looked up at him.

"Fine." He rolled his eyes.

"I...I'm sorry, Gideon." I looked down at my lap. "Before I became a person who...can see men's minds, I...I was dating—" He grabbed my right ankle and made it bend awkwardly, probably breaking it in the process.

"I changed mind! Confess!" He went over to Spencer and punched him a couple of times.

"Tobias." Spencer sobbed.

"Please. Please, hurt me. I'm an...I'm an unclean woman." I lied.

"Good. Good, confess." He nodded his head approvingly. When I didn't say anything, he punched me in the stomach, knocking me and my chair to the ground. I violently coughed, a little bit of liquid coming out. "That's the Devil vacating your body." He said to me. I saw a red drop fall beside my head before I fell unconscious. When I woke up, I was sitting upright again. "Choose one team member to die." Hankel ordered Spencer.

"Kill me." Spencer answered.

"N-No." I stuttered out, making the two turn to me. "Kill me, and your work will be done." I sighed.

"No." He pulled out a gun from his jacket and pointed it at me. He locked the barrel, a bullet set in place. He pressed it against my head. "Choose, and prove you'll do God's will." He reiterated.

"No." I stared up at him.

"Choose." He repeated.

"I will not do it." I stood my ground. Each time I said no, he shot an empty shot.

"Life is a choice. Choose." He said again.

"No." My answered remained the same.

"I...I choose...Aaron Hotchner." Spencer answered. "He's a classic narcissist. He thinks he's better than everyone else on the team." I knew exactly what he was doing.

"Genesis 23:4. 'Let him not deceive himself and trust in emptiness, vanity, falseness, and futility, for these shall be his recompense'." I quoted. Hankel aimed at the wall behind us, and a gunshot sounded. Let's hope Aaron understood the message. Tobias, the only good one, let us drink water. He held up the cup for us to sip on it. He also added more of the liquid, knocking us out again.

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"Michael, it's over. I'm over your shit. I've put up with it for way too long." I grabbed my already-packed suitcase and headed towards the front door.

"You can't run away that easily, you little bitch." He dragged me back into the bedroom by my hair. "You think you can leave so soon? You're wrong." He knocked me to the ground.

"You can't do this. Not again." Pain radiated from my sides as he clawed at me.

"Michael Pitt, you're under arrest for the multiple rapes and sexual assaults against Suparna Hotchner." My brother, Aaron Hotchner, burst through the door with a couple of other FBI agents. Michael finally backed away from me with his hands in the air.

"Suparna, I love you. Tell them you love me, cunt!" He yelled at me.

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"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." Spencer woke me up with his muttering. That's when Hankel uncuffed me and Spencer. He just...he took them off.

"Grab two shovels." He ordered us. Spencer and I were digging late in the night when our team showed up. I grabbed Hankel's gun and pointed it at him. "Only one bullet in that gun, girl." He was about to lunge at me with a knife, but I shot him in the chest, making him fall back.

"Suparna! Reid!" We heard our friends yelling for us. I helped Reid up and let him use me as a support as we limped towards Hankel.

"You killed him." Hankel smiled.

"Tobias?" I gasped.

"They're over here!" Aaron shouted.

"Do you think I'll get to see my mom again?" He looked up at us.

"I'm sorry." I apologized to him, and his breathing stopped. "Come on, Spencer. Come on." I carefully stood up, balancing my weight on one leg, and made him stand up. Before I could fall again, the team had reached us.

"You two alright?" Aaron and Gideon held me and Spencer.

"You got the message." Spencer smiled shakily and hugged Aaron tightly.

"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have split us up, but I was trying to keep JJ and Spencer safe." My voice broke.

"Come here." My brother wrapped his arms around me tightly.

"JJ...JJ, are you okay?" I looked over his shoulder.

"Get-Get over here." She let out a couple of tears and hugged me and Spencer tightly but carefully.

"D-D-Derek." I stumbled towards him.

"I'm here. I'm right here." He took me into his arms.

"I have something to tell you." I whispered into his ears.