Here is the third chapter of "Monster!" please note I only own Spencer Reed, Aren and Lindley. The cast for Criminal Minds is not mine. Pity.

~~~~Behind the mask~~~~

"The day Aren collapsed at school was like any other day…." Reed started. "I got a call from the school that said my brother is being sent to the hospital…"

~Flashback~

Spencer ran into the nurse's office, panic clear on her face. In the small cot was her brother. Aren was feverish, his once tan skin a yellowish pale. An ems was placing the pale boy onto a stretcher. Another ems held the girl back as she fought to reach her ill sibling.

"What is wrong with my brother?!" she cried. The nurse turned around and gave her a grim expression.

"Your brother is suffering from an overdose of Dilaudid. We are shipping him to the hospital right now and I'm going to call CPS." Spencer stiffened.

"NO! DON'T CALL THOSE NO GOOD FUCKERS! Please, he is all I have." The younger woman pleaded. The nurse sighed.

"…fine. But I have to make a record of the injuries." Spencer nodded and smiled with relief. The nurse huffed and gave the ems' the go ahead. Spencer bit her lip and practically shoved the other woman out of the way to reach Aren. Giving the nurse a quick wave of her hand, she hurried as they gathered her brother. The school nurse scowled and marched away to her office.

~three hours later~

"Dilaudid overdose and injuries consisting with rape. With all the drugs pumping in his body, I'm surprised he's still alive." The doctor was scribbling away on the note board. Spencer sat by the bed, her brother hooked up to several machines. Only the faint beeping of the heart monitor hung in the air. Aren wa snoring softly, his body sweating large droplets.

"…Ms. Reed. Ms. Reed?" the doctor called. Snapping out of her stupor the enigmatic girl looked up at the physician with empty eyes.

"Sorry, what was it you asked?" Dr. Matthias smiled and placed on his large palms on her shoulder.

"I asked if you knew any drugs or prescriptions your brother was on."

"Oh. I have his medication that Dr. Lindley gave him." She took out the bottles of almost empty fluid and gave it to Dr. Matthias. As he read the label, he in took a breath.

"He was prescribed 200ml four times a day?! That's way too much! Even for an adult!" Spencer flinched, tears gathering in her eyes as she nodded.

"I know that! But no one will listen to me! No one ever listens to me! I even tried to help wean my brother off of them, but somehow, Lindley found out and sent someone over to make him take his doses. They were only 20ml four times a day, but he increased the amount, said it was 'for his own good.'" She cried. Dr. Matthias kneeled and allowed the half grown child to cry into his shoulder.

"i…I tried, I even went to the police and they won't help me! No one will." She wailed and placed her head into her hands, sobs racking her body. The Doctor sighed and rubbed the girl's back.

"I wish I could help, but I'm just a pediatrician. Lindley has more power than me." Dr. Matthias bowed his head and stood. He left the room and whipped out his cellphone.

"….the next time I saw him was when he had his medical license revoked and was forced to move out of town."

~end flashback~

The team sat still, shock written on their faces. The surrounding officers were white with shock. Reid gave a horrid look over to Reed and moved to wrap his arms around her. The female Spencer flinched and began to sink into the arms, exhaustion etched on her features.

"I even confronted Lindley and he…he…he laughed at me! He said no one would care if one nigger child and his half breed sister were in pain!" she cried. Spencer shot a look at Morgan, who turned to glare at the surrounding officers.

"WHO ANSWERED HER PLEA?!" he bellowed. One hand shot up and a slightly plump officer strolled up to the front. Officer Wren and the Chief shot angry glares over to him.

"I did. And like she said, 'who would care that a nigger child and his half breed sister were in trouble. I did what was right and sent her away." Derek shot up and stalked closed to the officer, but he was beaten to him.

"SMACK!" JJ's hand was stinging from the force she placed behind her strike. The officer's head was turned to the side and a darkening spot high on his cheek. the room was quiet.

"…YOU RASCIST NO GOOD DIRTY COP SCUM! SHE CAME TO YOU FOR HELP! AND YOU TURNED HER AWAY! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT FILTH!... no, you're less than filth. At least scum is honest." The blonde agent then turned on her heel and was quick to embrace the female Spencer in a hug. The young girl's eyes welled up and she cried, silently, and steady. Officer Wren stood and was quick to pin the fat officer to his desk.

"Officer Russell, you are under arrest for racial discrimination, obstructing justice and for being a no good fucker. You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say can and will be used against you…." Wren recited. Dr. Reid turned to Reed and placed a hand onto her shoulder.

"We will bring Lindley to justice and you will have closure of what he did to your brother. Trust me, he won't get away with this." The slender male then joined his coworker in the hug and allowed the now seemly frail girl comfort.

~~~Lindley~~~

Jeffery Lindley scowled as he took in his appearance at the mirror.

"That little half breed bitch."

Lindley was livid.

His lips were gone. That was the most minor injury. His lips were cut off, making him bare his teeth. Both of his eye teeth were yanked out, making his face appear sunken. His ears were also removed, and his scalped burnt. One of his eyelids was clipped off. and part of his cheek was ripped away and the sinew of his jaw remained. Three of his back teeth were cut out and his tongue split in two, like a snake. The other wounds were littered across his body like a horrid map.

His thumb, forefinger and ring finger was chopped off of his left hand. His middle finger and pinkie from the other. The skin around his wrist was skinned off with a dull knife, leaving putrid wounds on both wrists. His nipples were sliced off and one was sewn across navel. Ugly amateur stitching around his abdomen showed where parts of his organ were removed. Strips of his flesh were bitten off, doctors found canine saliva in his wounds. The word monster was carved into his chest, where what remained of his ribs poked through his skin. Down near his waist…is where the wounds made all men cringe.

First of all, his penis was skinned of its flesh and had puncture wounds from nails all up the shaft. The head…was missing. And most of all, his testicles were gone and the skin from his scrotom was once full of hot lead balls. Among his thighs were more strips of flesh missing. And down his legs were pocked marked of burns, more likely from someone pressing hot cigar ends to his skin. And long stripes of burn marks lined his back, shoulders and legs. And three toes from each foot were missing. And those were just the outer injuries.

The internal injuries were what crippled him the most.

His liver was cut in half, the other half fed to the dogs that ravaged him. One of his kidneys, his spleen, and half of his bladder were gone. Amongst that, three feet of his large intestine was missing and half his colon. His ribs were broke and two were missing. Luckily, his heart remained whole. And Lindley…knew where those missing body parts were.

~~~Flashback~~~

He groaned, his arms, legs and back were covered with welts and burns from the hot iron. All over, his body ached from things cut off. to the side were two skinny mutts, eyeing him with gluttonous glee.

The door to his prison creaked open. The half breed girl, Spencer?, strolled in eating a burger. The scent of the meat made his stomach both recoil and growl with hunger.

"Oh? You're hungry? I have some food that is perfect for a beast like you." She smirked and walked to an ice chest and pulled out a hot bowl of homemade stew, mince pies and water. Walking over, Spencer kneeled and offered one of the mince pies to him. Hungry, Lindley ate quickly. The meat from the pie was laced with a iron like taste, and the taste was what made him moan.

"oh. You liked that. Then I bet you'll love this stew." Spencer grinned and lifted a chunk of broth and meat to his mouth. The thick broth made what was left of his toes curl and the meat settled in his stomach. Suddenly, he bit on something. Looking down in the bowl he almost gagged as he saw what was in the bowl.

His fingers.

Leaning to the side, Jeffery heaved up his supper. Spencer cackled and jumped over and above the dog cages.

"I told you. Only monsters will eat…themselves." She then let out a shrill whistle and released the dogs.

~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~

~~~an~~~

There is chapter three. I hope none of you are eating beef stew and mince pie. Enjoy!