Chapter 12: Rosalina

Spencer's POV

I admit that I got butterflies in my stomach when Lina called me her boyfriend. I know it's just a cover but still, I wish I was her actual boyfriend. I keep glancing at her, marveling at how kind and beautiful she is. She would never date a weirdo like you. I think to myself and sigh.

Lina taps me on the shoulder. "Hey, Spence?"

"Yeah?" I glance at her.

"I need to use the bathroom. I'll be right back." I watch her as she walks away from me. Just as she leaves, I see the blonde lady that accidentally bumped into Lina earlier flirting with a drunk guy.

"Hey, baby," I overhear her say.

"Hey yourself, sweetheart," the man responds and I recognize his voice—it's Freddy, the guy that was hitting on Lina earlier.

"I'm Rosalina," the lady says and twirls her blonde hair around her finger. I watch her put her hand on Freddy's arm.

"I'm Freddy." He flashes her a drunk smile.

"You want me to show you a good time?" Rosalina asks and Freddy nods enthusiastically. "C'mon then." I watch as the two of them head out the entrance. I'm about to ignore them when I see a strand of red hair underneath Rosalina's blonde hair. I gasp as I realize that she's the UnSub.

"Morgan, Prentiss!" I whisper-shout into my ear piece. "The UnSub just left with a man. She's wearing a blonde wig and black dress." I wait for someone to answer, but no one does. "Hello?" I check my earpiece and realize that the wire has a tear in it. Shit. I curse in my head.

Swiveling my head, I scan the tables for Hotch, Rossi, and JJ, but there are too many people. With a sigh, I run towards the entrance to find Morgan and Prentiss, but they aren't there either. Where the heck are they? From inside, I can see Freddy getting into a car with Rosalina so I sprint out the door. As I near them, I can hear Rosalina sweet-talking to Freddy.

"Sweet ride," Rosalina says to Freddy as she touches his car.

"Hey! Stop!" I yell, out of breath. "FBI!" Rosalina turns her head and sees me running towards her and she quickly shoves Freddy in the car.

"What the hell—" Freddy begins but Rosalina shuts the door in his face.

"How can I help you, sir?" she asks seductively.

"Ma'am, I'm with the FBI." I show her my credentials. "I need you to come with me to ask you a few questions." Once again, I see the strand of red hair peeking out from underneath her wig. She notices me staring at it and tries to run so I quickly grab her. I'm about to handcuff her when all of a sudden, I get hit in the back of my head by something hard and I fall. My head starts pounding and I hear a man's voice.

"Rosalina, you alright?" asks the man.

"Yeah," Rosalina replies, "he's a fed." I hear the car door open and Freddy steps out.

"Can someone tell me what the hell is goin' on?!?" he yells angrily. I hear a smack and Freddy is on the ground with me.

"Son of a bitch," The man snarls.

"What do we do, Tony?" Rosalina asks. I groan in pain. Tony. I repeat in my head.

"Bring the skinny one with us," Tony orders. I already know by skinny they meant me. I try to stand up but my head hurts really badly. I open my eyes and see a tall man with jet black hair and tan skin looking down at me. In his hand is a metal rod.

"He's waking up," Rosalina states.

"Not for long." Tony raises the metal rod above his head. Before I can say or do anything...

Clunk!

I'm out like a light.

It is dark at first, but then it melts away into a field of grass and sunlight. Where am I? Then I see Lina wearing a flowy yellow dress, sitting in the grass reading a book. I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. I try again but it's as if someone has taken away my voice.

All of a sudden, a man appears beside Lina and he puts his arm around her. He has his back towards me so I can't tell who he is. But even so, I have a feeling he's handsome. Just then, I get jealous as Lina wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him in for a kiss.

She looks so happy with him and I feel tears well up in my eyes, knowing that she's with someone else. Then the whole scenery disappears into a white light, growing brighter and brighter until I have to close my eyes from becoming blinded by it.

All of a sudden my eyes snap open. Looking around, I find myself in a foreign bedroom. At first I think I'm still dreaming, but then I find myself on a bed with my arms and legs tied to the four posts of the bed. Then everything hits me at once—I was knocked unconscious and brought here by Rosalina and Tony.... Panic sets in when I notice that I'm only in my underwear. "Help!" I shriek.

A few seconds later, the door opens and Tony walks in. "Ah, you're awake," he says. "Just in time."

"Let me go," I growl.

"Yeah, see I can't do that." An evil smile stretches across his face. He pulls his arm back and punches me in the face.

I yelp in pain. "Tony, stop." I taste blood in my mouth.

"Ooh, so you know my name," he taunts. "Tell me yours." I don't say anything, not wanting to give him what he wants. "Tell me!" he snarls and lands another blow on my face.

"Spencer," I groan, "Spencer Reid."

"See, that wasn't that hard. Right, Spencie?" He pulls out a knife from his knife sheath. "Now, time for the fun part."

"Wait, stop! I know why you're doing this!"

"Did you say you know why I'm doing this?"

I nod. "That's right. You're torturing me because you find pleasure when people are in agonizing pain. And since you've murdered three men, that makes you a sadistic serial killer."

Tony seems unfazed. "Is that so?"

"Yeah," I answer. "You know, actually many serial killers were found to have abnormalities in their frontal lobe, which is the most highly active area of the brain. There are also studies that show that genes have something to do with aggressive behaviour. The CDH14 gene is associated with noticeably aggressive behaviour. Also, there is a cytogenetic study in criminals about how the role of the XYY chromosome affects criminality...."

For the next 13 minutes, I keep on rambling to buy myself some time. Somehow I go from the topic of serial killers to why most people like dogs over cats. I was about to start talking about the statistics of people who own turtles when Tony slashes my arm with the knife.

"Shut up!" he growls and I flinch at the sharp pain. "Gee whiz. Can you just shut up, shut up, shut up, shut uppppp?!?!?!?" He slashes my torso and I scream. "That's right," Tony pants, "scream all you want. No one's gonna come save you."

He makes six more lacerations all over my body, each one more painful than the previous. Then he drops the knife on the floor and starts punching me. I feel the life in me leave my body with each blow. Just when I'm about to give up, I feel one of the ropes on my wrist come loose. I pretend to faint and Tony stops punching me, since he doesn't get pleasure from it if I'm not in pain.

"Son of a bitch." He laughs. As he turns around to leave, I break free from the loose rope and grab the gun from his belt. "What the—" He whirls around and I pull the trigger three times.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

I shoot him in the chest three times and watch him drop to the floor. I wait a few seconds to make sure he's dead before breathing a sigh of relief. I drop the gun on the floor and I'm about to untie the rest of the ropes when the door swings open—standing in the doorway is Rosalina, horror evident on her face.

"Tony!!!" she shrieks and rushes to his side. Then she looks up at me with anger in her eyes. "You!" She quickly grabs the gun on the floor and points it at me. I close my eyes and think about Lina. I want my last memory to be of the most kind, smart, and beautiful woman that I've ever known.... Just as I'm about to accept my fate, I hear a familiar voice.

"FBI! Put your gun down!" a fierce voice yells.

I open my eyes and find myself staring down the barrel of a gun, then I turn my head and see Lina standing there with her gun in front of her. "Lina!" I cry.

"Spencer, we're here. Stay calm!" She glares at Rosalina. "She's in here," Lina says into her earpiece.

"Come in and close the door right now!" Rosalina orders and presses the gun to my head.

"I can't do that," Lina replies, firmly gripping her gun. Rosalina moves her gun down at my thigh and pulls the trigger. I scream as the sharp pain spreads throughout my entire leg.

"Do what I say or he's going to die," Rosalina hisses. Just then, Hotch and the rest of the team come running and point their guns at her.

"Put the gun down," Hotch orders.

"No!" Lina exclaims and Hotch looks at her confused. "She wants me to go in and close the door. She already shot Reid in the leg so I have to."

Rosalina smirks. "That's right. And if any of you guys try busting in, both of them will die."

Lina looks at Hotch with desperation. "Please, Hotch."

With a sigh, Hotch nods. "Alright. Be safe, Yang." He signals for the rest of the team to move back.

"Come in slowly and close the door," Rosalina orders. I watch as Lina walks in and does as she's told. "Now lock it," Rosalina huffs impatiently.

Lina obeys. "Okay. I've done all that. Now let him go."

"No." Rosalina presses the gun deep into the wound on my thigh and I whimper a bit. "Put down your gun and take off your vest."

Lina shakes her head. "I—"

"Do it!!!" Rosalina pushes the gun even deeper into my wound.

"Don't, Lina!" I yell through gritted teeth, but she doesn't listen. I watch in fear as she takes off the bulletproof vest and puts her gun down. She's still wearing the dress from tonight.

"Good," Rosalina says. "Now unload the gun." Lina quickly takes out the bullets and tosses them to the side. She looks up at Rosalina, waiting for her to say something. To my surprise, she moves the gun away from my leg and unloads it as well.

"What do you want?" Lina demands.

"Take off your clothes," Rosalina orders. I see hesitation on Lina's face but then she bends down and takes off her heels. I watch as she tosses them aside and starts to slip out of her dress.

"Lina, stop!" I shout and swat at Rosalina with my one free hand.

"Shut up!" She turns her attention towards me and re-ties my hand. At that moment, Lina charges forward and tackles Rosalina to the floor. The gun drops and Lina reaches for it, but Rosalina kicks it under the bed. I watch the two of them stand up with Lina being choked in a headlock.

"Spence—" she chokes. I lay in the bed, watching helplessly. Then all of a sudden, Lina breaks free from the headlock and twists Rosalina's arm behind her back to pin her down. I'm about to sigh in relief when Rosalina pushes her off, sending her backwards.

"You little bitch!" She grabs Lina by the hair and pulls her up. I notice that Lina is much shorter than Rosalina—she's 5'5 at most, while Rosalina is almost as tall as me. I cringe as Lina gets struck in the head by a series of blows and gets knocked out.

"Lina!" I watch in horror as Rosalina gives one last hard kick to her gut.