This idea was completely inspired by TheSundayBlues. Will be a two-three part fic. Please review and let me know what ya think!

"Hotch! You'd better come over here..."

Special Agent Aaron Hotchner turned towards Morgan's voice booming from the basement of the older, rundown house. They had just received the residential address of their unsub, Daryl Gardner and were searching the empty house. Most of the team, along with a dozen local police officers of Blake County, Arizona, had travelled to the grayish house in record time after learning their unsub was Daryl Gardner.

Daryl Gardner. 46 years of age. Male, about 5'8", Causcasian. The scattered belongings and garbage spread around the low income house was a direct prediction from their profile. Daryl Gardner had raped, tortured and murdered 11 women in five weeks and currently had another one held. From the pattern in the other victims, this unsub seemed to have held the women for three days, having murdered them on the third day and dumping their bodies at discolsed locations, far from any amenities. This man had kidnapped 17 year old Daphne Harris yesterday, meaning they had approximately 48 hours to find her.

"What is it?" Hotch asked loudly as his feet flew down the rickety stairs that led to the hazy basement. When he reached the bottom, he ran into Morgan, Reid and Prentiss.

"There seems to be a hidden doorway here..." Reid spoke up and led the supervisory agent towards the far back wall. The basement was unfinished and the slow, patronizing sound of a leak seemed to echo throughout the entire space, going unnoticed by the four.

"Do you have any idea where it leads?" Hotch asked with a stern expression as he pulled the remnants of the rotting plywood that was covering the large hole.

"Nope. It looks like a tunnel of some sort. Do you think this is where he transported the bodies in and out of the house?" Morgan questioned as he directed his flashlight into the hole to study the structure of the man made tunnel.

"It could be. This man seems smart, I don't think he would risk taking the victims in and out of his own driveway. There aren't many trees around here, the neighbors could see right into his yard." Hotch thought out loud, then stood up straight from his crouching position. "Morgan, Reid, why don't you two see where this tunnel leads. Prentiss, you and I will help the rest of the team examine the items upstairs, maybe something will tell us where he's headed."

"Uh..!" Reid said quickly just as Prentiss and Hotch were about to ascend the stairwell. "Are... Are you sure we should go in there? I mean, what if it's dangerous, it could collapse while we're inside..."

Hotch looked past the young agent to view the opening of the tunnel.

"Well, it looks pretty structured to me. Seems like he even put in his own supports every five or six feet..." Morgan offered as he shone his flashlight into the hole again. "I say it looks safe." Morgan looked back at the other three with a shrug.

Reid frowned slightly, but it went unnoticed by the others as Hotch nodded and him and Prentiss began making their way upstairs.

"Well, let's go!" Morgan announced once him and Reid were left alone in the leaky basement. He patted the structure around the hole then began to step inside.

"Hey- Morgan are... Are you sure about this? I mean there could be disease infested rats in there... Or hissing cockroaches... Or..." Reid rattled off before Morgan slapped a hand on his shoulder.

"Reid man, take it easy. It's just a tunnel. Are you afraid or something?" He speculated and eyed the young genius in a teasing way before breaking into a smile.

Reid frowned again, "No.. I just don't think it's that... Hygenic..." Reid muttered in reply, but Morgan had already disappeared into the dark tunnel.

Seeing as Morgan was taking their main source of light into the the dark passage way, Reid made a quick decision and jumped to follow him.

"How far do you think it goes?" Reid asked in a hush whisper. Morgan jumped, then stopped before turning around and shining the flashlight in Reid's face.

"Jesus! Reid! Don't sneak up on me like that!" He nearly shouted from being startled, then lowered the flashlight after realizing he was blinding Reid.

"Sorry…" Reid apologized then they continued to move. He followed Morgan closely as they descended the dark tunnel.

"Man, this guy must have worked on this thing for months…" Reid heard Morgan say almost in astonishment. "Keep your eyes peeled for anything on the ground."

Reid swallowed hard and nodded, even though Morgan couldn't see him.

"What-… What kind of things would be on the ground?" Reid asked tentatively, nearly breathing down his teammate's neck.

"Reid, can you give me some room here? I feel like you're glued onto me or something." Morgan stopped again.

"Sorry…" Reid cleared his throat loudly and it echoed through the confinements of the tunnel. "Um, can we keep moving?"

Morgan raised an eyebrow at him, but turned and started walking again. Something about Reid's behaviour seemed nervous, more anxious than usual.

Reid glanced over his shoulder to find they couldn't see the opening of the tunnel anymore. The dim light that had been coming from the basement was now gone and they were locked in complete darkness, except for the flashlight in Morgan's hands.

Reid froze and closed his eyes for a brief moment, inhaling a deep breath and releasing it slowly, trying to calm his nerves. If he thought about it for too long, the walls would start to close in on him. If he thought about the entrance they came in at, it relaxed him for a few seconds until he started to switch his attention to the batteries in the flashlight. If they died, if Morgan dropped it, they would be cast in complete darkness. As the thoughts swirled into Reid's head, he felt his heart thumping wildly in his chest and his breath started to come in almost gasps.

"Reid? You coming?" Morgan's voice boomed from several feet away. "…Reid?"