A/N: Thanks so much everyone! :)

Chapter 4

Reid's POV

Something stirred in the room. I was startled awake by this strange noise. It was dark, so I couldn't tell who or what it was. I felt a cold and callous hand touch my mouth. "If you tell anyone that I was here, I will kill you." I bit his finger and he flinched. "Ow, you rat bastard! You'll pay for that!" I reached for my gun, fumbling around for it. I cocked it and just shot, not knowing where the bullets were going. I heard the unsub scream and run off.

"Reid!" JJ screamed. "Are you okay?" she flipped on a light. "I heard someone screaming and you shooting a gun, and immediately ran as fast as I could." I blinked and rubbed my eyes. "Did you see the perp?"

"No… it was too dark," I replied. I got up. "How about we follow the blood trail from where I shot him?" She nodded, understandingly. We both followed a blood trail but it soon disappeared as we saw a janitor cleaning up. He didn't look to suspicious (boy, were we wrong)!

"I saw someone run off with blood trailing behind him, so my instinct was to clean it up. Sorry…," he truly looked as if he was sorry.

"It's all right. I understand. There are many germs in hospitals, including MERSA," I nodded, before continuing. "It's –" JJ interrupted me.

"He apologises," she stated blatantly. She eyed me funny as the janitor walked off. It had hit me – something wasn't right.

"Jenny. I think something isn't right."

"What makes you say that, Spency?" she joked.

I chuckled slightly. "Did you see how quickly the janitor came and cleaned up the blood?" She nodded slightly, finally understanding. "Come on!" I urged. We both walked fast, down some of the halls.

"Hey! Where are you two going?" Hotch asked. "Why are you two in such a hurry?" he caught up to us.

"Reid figured this janitor was suspicious," JJ nodded.

"Okay," Hotch nodded. "Let's look for him."

"Well… we couldn't find him," I sighed. "That's a shame…"

"I know," JJ nodded.

"Well, I'm tired. I'll try and sleep, if I can," I sighed, shrugging. "We can look tomorrow. I'm sure we'll be able to find him." I sat down on the bed. "Goodnight, JJ and Hotch."

"Goodnight, Reid," the two said in unison.

"I'll get one of the doctor's to lock this door, so that janitor won't come in again." I heard Hotch say as he closed the door. I gulped. What if I was locked in with him? What if he were still in here, then he might kill me, possibly. I sighed and closed my eyes, trying not to think about the suspicious janitor. However, every time I closed my eyes – he was in my dreams (already). This wasn't good. I probably wouldn't be able to sleep properly. I got up and flipped on the bathroom light…

And there he was – with a gun in his hands. "You say anything, you die." I gulped and backed into the door, falling down and nearly screaming. Luckily, I was smart enough to keep my cell phone in my pocket.

"How-how did you get in here?"

"You tell me," he pointed to the door.

I gulped and shut the bathroom door, locking it. I got my cell phone out and called for Hotch, but the janitor started shooting at me. I ducked behind the toilet. "Hotch! Help!" I yelped.

A/N: Sorry… I'm having trouble writing for Reid, since he's so damn smart. I decided to make him more sensitive, since maybe something bad happened to him before? I dunno, I might actually make that a separate fic or make it a flashback. Oh come on! Who says I can't give them cute nicknames? ;)