"What is it with you and hospitals?" Spencer asked as Hunter complained about being in the small sterile room for a fifth time. She scrunched up her face in a way that reminded Spencer of a child,

"I don't know they remind me of death and sick people. How can people like hospitals?"

He smoothed her ebony, slightly messy, hair, "It's a mystery to me,"

"Really. Wow. I thought Doctor Spencer Reid knew everything,"

"There are still a lot of things that I can't comprehend,"

"Like what?"

"You for one thing,"

She giggled, "How so?"

"Hunter you were kidnapped you should be in shock or crying or something but you're not you're just sitting here joking with me like nothing happened,"

"Cutie, I will brake down in my own time and as for crying I prefer to do that on my own,"

"Okay then, well you know where I am,"

"That I do," she leant forward and kissed his cheek, "Spencer I-"

"So what have we got today?" the doctor interrupted coming into the room he probed Hunters cut up legs for a few minutes before coming to a conclusion, "Alright I'm going to have to put a few stitches in some of the gashes,"

"Great, I hate needles."

Hotch watched as Morgan kicked in the door of Mark Jones's house, it was clear they had the right place as the front windows were smashed in and he had no doubt the blood in the glass belonged to Hunter. Hotch followed Morgan and Rossi into the house, they flared out onto different rooms. He herd the echo of 'Clear' from the rooms he opened up the last door at the end of the hall and followed his gun in. The last room was dark and cold, void of any real furniture, this was the room he had held Hunter in. He surveyed the room further there was blood inside the cage but no indication of where Hunters captor might be,

"Clear," he yelled before heading out of the room to meet up with Morgan and Rossi, "He's not here,"

"He must have done a runner after Hunter escaped," Morgan said before answering his phone, "Tell me you got something for me Baby girl?"

"Of course after we found Hunter I put alerts on Mark Jones's credit cards and passport and guess who just bought a one way ticket to Barbados?"

"Thanks Garcia," he hung up, "He's at the airport,"

"Then lets go catch him."

Mark Jones never meant things to turn out this way, no one was suppose to get hurt but his aching nose was an example of just how wrong his plan had gone. Ben had never spoken much of his wild child daughter, all he had known about her was her name and where she lived. He hadn't known she could fight and he hadn't known her boyfriend was FBI. He also hadn't realized she really didn't mean that much to his former employer. He had no doubt that Ben had received the note demanding money for the safe release of his daughter and clearly he didn't care. Mark picked up his boarding pass and gave the woman behind the desk a tight smile he turned around only to be met by four people in FBI vests with there guns trained at him,

"FBI hands in the air!" a man in a suit yelled at him.

Mark didn't put his hands in the air he knew what would happen an arrest then imprisonment he was a lawyer after all he reached into his bag and pulled out his own gun placing it under his chin, he was vaguely aware of the FBI agents yelling at him but before he had the chance to pull the trigger pain exploded in his shoulder and he dropped the gun falling to his knees. He could barely catch his breath as his arms were pulled behind him and cuffed and his rights were read to him. It was over.

Hunter was once again sat in Virginia police headquarters conference room and she was perfectly happy to stay there curled up on Spencers lap, head resting against his neck,

"They've arrested him," Garcia grinned from across the room,

She gave her a smile and gently kissed Spencer on the chin,

"Can I go home now?" she asked him,

"I don't see why not," he said as the rest of the team walked into the conference room followed by Benjamin Brooks, Hunter got up form her comfortable seat and walked over to her father giving him a brief hug,

"I was so worried about you sweetheart. Me and your mom,"

"You called mom!" she screeched outraged,

"Oh dear," Spencer whispered behind her drawing the attention of the other FBI agents,

"She is your mother she had a right to know,"

Hunter snorted, "In what universe?"

"Hunter would you stop being so stubborn,"

"I'd rather not it's gotten me this far besides weren't you the one who wanted me to have nothing to do with mommy dearest and now your what? Her biggest fan?"

"No, but perhaps in light of recent event you could give her a chance?"

"Not a hope in hell,"

Ben stalked away from her, angry that he couldn't get his daughter to see sense, he didn't even notice the paper fall from his pocket,

"What's this?" Hunter asked stepping forward and picking up the paper before he had had a chance to reach for it her eyes widened as she read the note, "When did you get this?" she asked walking away from him and handing the note to Spencer,

"Reid what is it?" Morgan asked, he had stayed silent through out the whole conversation between the Brooks, quietly profiling them,

"It's a ransom note,"

"Dad when did you get this?" she asked again more forcefully,

"About an hour after you went missing,"

"But Hunter wasn't reported missing until the next day," Rossi pointed out,

"Hunter I had no idea that this was for real, I assumed it was just a nasty trick,"

"Nasty trick? Come on dad even you aren't that stupid. You knew the whole time who had taken me,"

"I had my suspicions,"

"And you didn't feel the need to share those suspicions with the people trying to find me,"

"I felt no need to have my name dragged through the mud anymore then it had been,"

"Dragged through the mud? Right of course because if you had told the cops about the note and Jones they would find out that you did fire him unfairly,"

"I would have lost everything,"

"Oh so it's more important that you can buy a new Aston Martin then get your daughter back from a kidnapper. It's nice to feel loved dad!"

"Now that's unfair,"

"No what's unfair is that I pay for your screw ups,"

"I knew they would find you,"

"They didn't find me. I saved my own ass thank you very much!"

He sighed, "Hunter-"

"This conversation is over. I'm going home,"

"Well I will call by and check on you,"

"Don't bother. I'm not a child. I don't need you anymore."

An hour later Hunter was sitting in her front room, as soon as she'd got home she had taken a long shower and thrown out her black dress, changing into a sleeveless tee and soft shorts. She curled up on her sofa put on one of her favorite comedians and given Wolf a scratch behind her ears as she sat on Hunters feet. Not long later the doorbell went off, she groaned dreading another confrontation with her father, she opened the door to find Spencer standing on her doorstep. She moved aside to let him in the apartment once they were both safely inside he pulled her in to his arms kissing her thoroughly. She pulled away and rested her head on his chest,

"Sorry I ran out on you. I kind of had this whole dramatic exit thing going for me,"

He laughed, "Don't worry about it, it was very dramatic,"

"Awesome,"

"Did you really mean those things you said to your father?"

"Oh yeah. Spencer you know I love you right?"

He grinned and kissed her on the head, "I love you too."

The End

A/N. I like happy ending whoo. Thanks for all the reviews they have been much appreciated. Also there might be a sequel I can feel the cogs moving in my brain already so keep your eyes peeled. Thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.