A/N: I LOVED 200, but I despised the ending. No. Nobody, I don't care how awesome you are, can nearly die then go out to a bar with a good time. So this is my answer to it. This does contain sexual assault, there is your warning. Please review!
Michael Hastings smiled as he ran his hand alongside the now defeated blonde, he had won. "Shh," He whispered in her ear as he drew up the syringe again.
"No.." JJ shook her head side to side, unable to do much more. "No." She whispered again, to weak to fight him anymore. She didn't want anymore of that drug, she didn't want to be touched by him, didn't want to see him. She wanted her team, she wanted her family. She wanted to be rescued.
"Yes." Michael grabbed her arm and yanked it towards him, laughing when he heard the distinctive pop as her shoulder dislocated from the joint. He waited until her screaming died down before sitting down next to her and slowly pushing the needle into her arm. "Same stuff as last time, sugar." He watched as the last of the drug went in and then gave it a final hard push, making sure every drop of the hallucinogenic got inside her system. "Rest. You are coming with me." He bent down, satisfied the drug had taken effect and kissed her on the top of her head before standing over her.
"What do you want to do with her?" Askari walked in, blood still dripping from his thumb were JJ had torn through the skin. It would need a doctor's attention, the woman had done a hell of a job. He headed towards them casually, glad that he would be getting paid. After All, he had done his job and gotten the information out of, not one, but two agents.
Michael looked up from JJ debating. Originally, the plan was set and it was solid. Now, now he wanted more and he knew how to get it. "We are going to take her." He looked at Askari, the man had proved himself.
"Hastings." Askari warned, knowing that even abducting JJ had been a huge risk, he knew the FBI, at the very least, would be looking for her. "She isn't worth the liability."
Michael nodded. "She is." He took his foot and kicked her hard in the ribs, he didn't want her too comfortable. He knew Askari wasn't comfortable with it, taking a kidnapped federal agent on board with him, but Michael also knew he needed Askari's help. "I'll double what I am paying you." He offered, and when he saw Askari smirk, Michael could only nod. "You are coming with us, princess. But first, we have a problem to deal with."
He reached into a large bag in the corner of the room and tossed it towards Askari, "Helicopter is on the way, get her up there." He commanded before walking out of the small room.
He made sure that his pants were unzipped, that his his shirt was in his hands as he approached Cruz.
"You son of a bitch." The agent screamed looking at him. "I gave you the fucking codes!" He fought, trying desperately to lung at Hastings.
Hastings laughed and rolled his head around. "You want to know how she fought, Matt? Or do you want to know what is happening to her now?" He crouched down in front of the furious agent, "Or what we are planning to do?" The look in Cruz's eyes was what sealed it for Hastings. "Because I can tell you everything." He dropped his voice to a whisper. "Remember how she told you she was okay, that she would be okay? She is far from it." He laughed as Cruz looked down and away. "All because you didn't want to give up your codes. How noble of you."
"Where is she?" Cruz's voice only held despair in it.
Micheal simply smiled at Cruz, and patted him on the cheek. "It was nice seeing you again," And with that, he took the knife he had held behind his back and without hesitation shoved it in the stomach of Cruz. "Don't worry about JJ, Matt. We will take good care of her."