A/N: I've done the best I can to create a logical timeline for the past. I know where this story is going so they should be quick updates also I may eventually turn this prologue into a prequel story, but for now this is as much about the past as you need to know
Warning: Domestic Violence, violence, fem slash,
"Jen! help! Jen, he's going to kill me," Natalia's voice cracked over the phone line. I was out of bed without thinking, I didn't bother to change clothes all I did was grab my gun off the nightstand and run to my car. All I can think about is Nat, my best friend outside the BAU the girl I would do anything for. She and I went to college and grad school together a long time ago we were roommates until she met Nick, he was a bad boy I had never liked him but I had thought back then she would leave him. She hadn't left him she'd married him, I'd been her maid of honor, but really her wedding day was the day I had lost my best friend. There were no more girls nights, because he may need her, I wasn't allowed to come over after five pm because he could come home, even though he spent most nights at the bar. Rather than applying to the FBI academy with me like we always promised she got a job as a lab tech because Nick didn't want her field trained. I wasn't even paying attention to the road as I sped toward her house. The first time Nick had hit her she'd used her ID to get into Quantico and sneak into my academy room, she'd cried all night in my arms and I'd told her to leave him, she hadn't. I skidded to a stop outside her house and lept out, realizing I wasn't even wearing shoes when I felt the grass beneath my feet.
"You're whore can't save you Natalia you belong to me what is it going to take for you to get that threw you head? Do I have to split it open? Answer me bitch," I could hear Nick yelling as I opened the front door. I took the safety off my glock and cleared the entry way.
"Nick! Please! I know that I belong to you! Please Nick you…" Natalia's pleas was cut off by a scream that made my blood run cold. I forgot about protocol and ran straight toward the sound. As I cleared the top of the stairs the scream stopped abruptly. I got to their bedroom I could see why she had stopped scream Nick had his belt wrapped around her throat and was dragging her by it.
"Freeze!" I yelled leveling my gun on Nick. He froze and lifted his hands as if to surrender while not letting go of the belt Natalia was still on the ground so the movement choked her more, "Let her go," I moved across the room toward them.
"Make me," He growled, I moved my gun to a one handed grip so I could reach my left hand out toward Nat. I realized then that I didn't have any cuffs so I kept the gun pointed at him. When I was close enough to touch Nat I reached for the belt.
"I will shoot you dead if you don't drop it," I hissed at him. He did, I reached down to try to get it off Nat, it was a rookie mistake, he ripped the gun from my hand,I turned on him but it was too late I felt the gun hit my skull before he tossed it aside. My vision swam for a moment and Nick Kicked Natalia till she lay face down on the ground.
"You think your whore can save you Nat? Maybe I should teach her a lesson or two when I'm done with you?" He stepped one foot onto her arm just below the shoulder. I heard sirens in my head as I tried to focus on standing and fighting, but all I could do was stare in horror as he grabbed her wrist, "This is what happens when you go running to your whore," I knew the words were directed at her, but he looked me in the the eye as he jerked up in her wrist. I heard the bones break a millisecond before she screamed.
"You bastard!" I yelled throwing myself at him I felt my shoulder make contact with his stomach. I dropped into a combat stance as he stumbled back tripping over a laundry basket. He reached out for the window to brace himself but he must have broken it earlier because their was no glass and he fell threw it. I glanced out the window to see him lying at least ten feet below not moving, I could also see flashing red and blue lights at the end of the street. I ran to Natalia kneeling beside her running my fingers threw her hair.
"It hurts, Jen, please it hurts," she was sobbing having rolled onto her side and curled into a ball with her arm sticking awkwardly behind her.
"I know sweetheart, It's going to be ok," I cooed to her as I gently lifter her into my lap peppering her forehead with kisses. She whimpered cuddling closer to me, I knew that the neighbors must have called the cops so I didn't try to get out of the house, I just held her and waited.
That was how they found us ten minutes later, I showed them my hands told them who I was and that I wanted to stay with Natalia, they let me. When we got to the hospital I called Hotch and told him what had happened. Natalia's arm was broken in five place but they managed to set it without surgery. Natalia ran off to work in Miami, Nick went away for five years domestic violence, and filed an excessive force complaint against me. I don't know how at the, but Emily made the complaint go away, now if I could turn back the clock I would take the complaint over the price for it going away.