Multifandom!!! (Book 1) {CLOSED}

Unexpected Love (A Criminal Minds Story) -Requested-

A/N: The person who requested this wanted it anonymous, which I respect. I apologize for taking forever to publish it. I have a lot of works that need to be typed and published as well. But I do hope you enjoy it!  🙏
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"Hello there beautiful," Luke's deep, smooth voice comforts. "Hey," "Are you good?" He asks. "Yeah, I just had a long night," I trail off, pouring some creamer in my coffee. He hums in understanding and asks if I was done with the creamer. I said that I was and he gently takes it from me, our fingers brushing up against each other. A short wave of warmth rolls up my arms and I look away with embarrassment. I hear Luke chuckle which only adds to my embarrassment.

I take a sip of my coffee and cringe when I realize that I forgot to put sugar in my coffee. I pull a spoon from the drawer to put the sugar into coffee. "You forgot to put sugar in it, didn't you?" He asks, making me nod. "Damn, it must have been a really long night." I nod once again and some strands of my hair falls into my face.

"Well," He trails off as he tucks the strands behind my ear once again and lifts my chin up so I am facing him. "If you ever want to talk about it, I'm here for you. You know that right?" He asks, making me nod for the third time. "I'm going to need a verbal confirmation for this one." He says with a smile.

"Yes, I know that you're here for me." I say. "Good," He states. When he pulls away, I find myself saying, "Don't," "Don't what?" He taunts. "Don't leave me," I say. "I just found out that my kidnapper w-was released on Monday. And I haven't gotten a good night's sleep since.." I trail off.

He sets down his coffee and pulls me in for a long, warm hug. The best kind of hug in my opinion. "He will not lay a finger on you. Not under my watch." "She," I correct. He pulls away from me slightly and raised a brow at me. I nod in confirmation and says, "She will not lay a finger on you." "I promise," his chocolate brown eyes burrow into my (Y/E/C) orbs and I feel my heart beginning to race.

"Y/N, I need your opinion on— hello." Garcia says. Luke doesn't pull away from me in the slightest and I say, "Is everything okay?" "Oh yeah, everything's fine. I'll just ask JJ; you guys continue on with whatever you're doing." She teases before leaving.

I look back up into Luke's eyes and can read only generosity in them. What was going on in his mind? "There's something I have to you—"

A loud slap of a bolt being pulled followed by a creak of a metal door pulls me out of my sleep. "Wakey, wakey, my darlings." An airy voice says. Darlings? As in more than one? My eyes finally open and I glance around the room to see that I am in a cage. And there are three other women that look exactly like me in cages as well.

The other women all start to whimper in fear and the unsub smiles wickedly at the sound. His cold, black eyes fall onto me when he notices that I am not whimpering or showing any signs of fear. He cocks his head to the side as he approaches me. The women whimpers more now that he has moved.

"What's your name, darling?" He asks. "First name: Fuck. Last name: You." I answer, earning a chuckle from him. "You have a mouth on you. Does that mean that you want to go first?" He asks. I don't say anything, I just stare into his eyes.

"What do you want with us?" One of the women says as she slams on the edges of her cage. Big mistake, sis. The unsub's attention moves away from me and onto her. "What do I want... what do I want?! I was you bitches to know what your place is in this world. You have no place!" He snaps, making the rest of the women start crying.

He unlocks her cage and drags her out by her hair. As her screams echo in the hallway, I could actually understand why the corpses looked the way that they did. Be smart, Y/N. Survive.

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My body trembles with pain as I slowly walk back from my cage. "Atta girl," the unsub says. There was not a single part of my body that wasn't aching. Apparently I was a whole lot more fun than the rest of the girls so he messed around and beat me a whole lot more. I lock myself into the cage and roll onto my side and I curl up into a ball. Silent tears stream down my cheeks. "L-Luke, please find me." I whisper to myself.

(Luke's P.O.V.)
My hands a linked behind my neck as m leg bounces nervously. "We'll find her," Reid comforts. "The question is how will we find her. Dead or alive?" I ask, not looking up from the table. "Y/N is strong and smart. And she loves you." My head snaps up and I meet his gaze. "Judging by your reaction, you didn't know that your feelings for her were reciprocated?"

"N-no. Actually I didn't. I mean, she is so out of my league, I never would have thought that she would consider me as her lover." I explain. "I know because she would vent to me about you all of the time. She swore me to secrecy, but I think this is a special type of circumstance." He says, clapping a hand on my shoulder before walking out of the conference room.

I stare down at the victim pictures and say a silent prayer in my head. Please, Lord, bring Y/N home safe.

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Y/N's P.O.V.
A loud clank of the metal door makes all of us jump. Well, at least, the ones who survived anyway. In the three day period that I've been here, he has killed two girls. The weaker girls. Apparently he admires the strong ones like me and one other girl. But eventually, he'll grow tired of us. And the other girl and I have a plan for when that happens.

My vision is blurry and blotchy from malnutrition but I hear Luke's voice call my name and my vision hones in on him for a little bit. "Hey baby," he says as he cups the sides of my cheeks. "Are you okay?" He adds. Unable to form words, I nod and he says, "I'm going to shoot off your chains okay?" I close my eyes and remain as still as possible until I hear the chains break under the pressure of the bullet.

I unravel the chains and jump into Luke's arms. I bury my face into his neck and sob softly with joy. They finally found me. "There's no way you're leaving my sight now, you know that right?" He whispers. "I wouldn't want to." I whisper back. "I love you, Y/N. More than a friend." He admits.

"You finally admitted it," I say with a smile. "I love you too, you dork." I add. "More than a friend?" "Yes, Luke, more than a friend."