Wanted to update some of my older fics! Sorry for not updating my fics recently I've been pretty sick :( Sorry if my writing skills are kind of rusty!

"That sonofabitch," Morgan growled. "I want to kill him."

"We all want to kill him," said Rossi quietly.

"What do we do now?" JJ asked with desperation in her voice.

"We wait," said Hotch softly."

"We WAIT?" Morgan shouted. "That's all you can say? We WAIT?"

"Once we have the first clue we have a chance on figuring out Reid's location," Hotch explained. "Until then we have nothing to go on."

"We're like sitting ducks this way," Morgan growled and he looked at Rossi who sighed.

"I have to agree with Hotch, I mean no one was recording that phone call so we couldn't trace it and we have no leads or any idea on where to look. The clue will give us something.

"So all we do now is wait?" Emily asked softly.

Hotch nodded.

"And come up with as many plans as possible," he said softly and they all sat around the table in silence, each waiting and dreading what this exact clue would be and Hotch especially hating the fact that this man seemed to be in charge of the situation and so far there was nothing they could do about it.

Reid had tears rolling down his face as he looked at his now mutilated, but bandaged hand. He watched as the UnSub placed his finger into the box with something else in it.

"You don't have to do this," he said softly. The UnSub grinned at him.

"Oh but I do."

"Why?"

"It's a game, and games are fun-" the man snickered and Reid shook his head.

"There's more to it then that."

The UnSub sighed.

"Why am I not surprised you think that?" He glanced at Reid. "You really want to know?"

Reid slowly nodded, a part of him afraid of what the truth might be.

"I wish this was just becuase it's fun, and it is, but there's something a little more petty to it...revenge."

'R...Revenge?" The UnSub's cold eyes glinted dangerously.

"Yes, revenge."

"Wh...why? Ag...against who?" Reid licked his lips as he tried to control the tremor in his voice.

"Against Agent Rossi," his kidnapper said calmly.

"What?Agent Rossi...why him?"

The man glowered at him.

"That's enough talking for now," he said and shoved a gag into Reid's mouth.

Reid's mind was spinning.

Rossi...Rossi spent his life catching serial killers, it made sense he had enemies...but then why not just kill him, or even torture him? Why play this...game?

Reid winced from the aftermath pain of losing a finger. He shuddered in memory of the knife pressing against his skin and hoped that the first clue would be a big enough lead for the team to find him, before he loses something else.

Hotch stared at the package that had arrived. For the past hour they had awaited anxiously.

Everyone gapsed as he took out a finger and stared at in shock horror. Wrapped around the finger was a locket.

"Oh my God," moaned Garcia. "No, oh no...That's...Reid's finger..." Morgan was silently shaking and JJ had tears roll down her face.

"Wait," said Rossi quietly as he stared at the locket around the finger. "I...I know that locket. I recoginze it." Guilt swarmed at him as he continued to stare at it and Reid's finger. He felt sick. "I know who it is," he whispered. "I know who took Reid."