JJ and Reid walked into the old theater. The air smelled odd and the room was dusty. The two proceeded to walk into the theater where the two bodies were dumped. "Where's the crime scene unit?" asked JJ, finding it was just a janitor, three bodies of the victims and themselves in the large theater. "They should be here. I don't know. You wait here I'll call Hotch." JJ nodded her head as Reid rubbed her shoulder than stepped outside to call Hotch. Hotch's phone rang twice. "Yeah." Hotch answered deeply. "Hey, something odd is going on here Hotch. CSI isn't here yet. Do you know who I should call to get in touch?" Reid asked, glancing around in the lobby. "What the hell?" Hotch whispered. Reid bit his lip and searched the lobby. "They got there half an hour ago. The theaters closed. They have the key." Reid's heart dropped as he hung up the phone and hopped into the theater. "Spence." JJ choked out, as a knife was held to her throat by the once thought to be janitor. "Put. Put your gun and any, any, any other we-weapons d-down." stuttered the short man. Reid dropped his gun with a tear in his eye and raised his hands. "Sir, you don't want to do this." Reid whispered calmly. "No damnit, you don't want me to do this." the man replied. Reid swallowed and took a breath. "Look, killing her won't get you anywhere." Reid said. The man laughed as JJ held her breath. "Well, what would you do?" the man asked. Reid raised an eyebrow. "What?" The man rolled his eyes and moved the knife closer to JJ's throat. "What would you do if it meant saving her? You're free to go if she dies." Reid shook his head and replied quietly, "Anything." The man put the knife in his pocket and nodded his head. "Come with me." he whispered to Reid and JJ. JJ tried to slowly pull out her gun as the man reached it from her belt and threw it with Reid's. "You sure you want to save such a weak profiler? Could you be any more obvious love?" the man laughed. The man grabbed JJ's hands and cuffed them together with zip ties as he pulled back out his knife. "Hey! I said I'll do anything." Reid argued. "Then come. I'm, I'm in control." the man said. Reid looked back at his gun and followed the man. "Perfect." the man whispered. Reid followed the man out back the theater as he suddenly felt a pinch in his side, followed by darkness.