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Cyrus stormed into the room Reid and Prentiss were being held in by the cult, “One of you is an FBI agent! Who is it?” Reid tried to deny and deescalate the situation but before he realized what was happening Prentiss was speaking. “It’s me, I’m the FBI agent.”
Cyrus prepared to shoot Emily, when Reid started speaking again.
“Think about how this would look, killing an FBI agent for what? Trying to protect your children? That’ll ruin your legacy. Think about how you want to be remembered.”
“You want me to spare your “colleague”, this stranger, even after she lied to you? Okay. How far would you go to protect the FBI agent you came in here with?”
“I would do anything if it meant she lived.” Without responding to Reid, Cyrus had some of his cult members take Prentiss out of the room before turning to Reid.
“I’ve spared her life, now it’s time for you to pay for that.” Cyrus was staring at Reid lecherously and reached a hand out to begin stroking at his cheek. Reid flinched. “You said you’d do anything to spare her. Have you changed your mind? Should I have her brought back here and shot?”
“No! No, I’ll do what you want. Just don’t hurt her.” Cyrus smiled and removed Reid’s belt before ripping down Reid’s pants and underwear.
“Normally, I’d be more gentle about this. But doing it rough is so much more fun.” Cyrus grabbed some tape from one of the shelves in the store closet Spencer and Emily were being held in. Cyrus pushed Spencer down onto his stomach and kneeled on his thighs while using one hand to duct Reid’s hands behind his back. Suddenly, Spencer’s entire vision went white and his entire being became consumed with this foreign thing tearing, burning, burrowing into him.
Spencer dissociates and the next time he’s truly inhabiting his body again is when the compound explodes and the shock of it knocks him to the ground and shoves him back into his body. Emily notices the small blood spots on Spencer’s trousers but assumes it’s just an injury from the explosion and herds him towards the medics.
As soon as Emily is distracted, Reid slips away from the EMTs and immediately stumbles into Derek.
“Hey. Are you alright Pretty Boy?” Reid just whimpers, the stumble had made the all-consuming fire in him reignite slightly. “Reid? What’s going on?”
“I had to do it. He was going to kill Emily.”
Beginning to understand and feeling sick at his understanding, Derek asked “Had to do what Spencer?”
“He made me. It hurt so much.”
“Okay. It’ll be okay, Spencer. I’ll get you some help, it’ll stop hurting soon.”
Derek gently took Spencer’s hand and led him back to the EMTs and explained his suspicions. Spencer was given a mild sedative to help his palpable terror and Derek went with him to the ER.