Author note: I do not own the characters of Criminal minds i just wish i did.
Let the games begin
She was becoming aware of movement around her. When coldness suddenly assaulted all of her senses. Her breath caught in her throat and she found herself jumping into a sitting position, to try and assess and face the situation. Pain shot threw her head at the sudden movement. She was trying to catch her breath when something connected with her right cheek sending her back down towards the floor.
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JJ strolled into the Bullpen it was early on a Wednesday morning and the team were already sitting round filling out their paper work from the latest case they'd just solved.
"Hey JJ, Where's Prentiss you and Garcia get her drunk last night?" Morgan laughed as he gestured to the empty seat at her desk.
"No, She said she didn't feel well."
"Really? She was up for it when she left here."
"I know but she was late so I text her and she said she wouldn't be making it she felt ill." JJ shrugged she had found it odd at the time but thought nothing off it.
"Ah she probably got a better offer." Morgan joked as he got up to get himself another coffee.
"Yeah your just jealous." JJ replied giving him a sly grin as she headed over to Hotch's office.
"Yes this is agent Hotchner." JJ heard him saying as she approached his doorway.
"I'm sorry who?" Hotchner said as he waved her in and gestured for her to have a seat while she waited. However something about the way his body language changed stopped her in her tracks. He suddenly stiffened and headed to the window peering out to look at the rest of the team in the bullpen.
"I'm listening." JJ followed his gaze out of the window. Gideon had appeared there now. It looked like he was laughing at something Morgan had said or if she knew him done to Reid. She couldn't help smile at the scene in the bullpen. Hotchner slammed the phone down bringing JJ out of her musings. Before she could say something he was out of the office and heading across the bullpen.
"Hotch." She called after him. But he wasn't listening as he headed out towards the elevators.
"What's up with him?" Morgan said turning back to face JJ in hopes of getting an answer.
"I don't know he was on the phone maybe something's up with Jack?" She said hoping it wasn't true.
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Agent Hotchner flew out of the elevators and down to the front desk quicker than he'd ever done so before.
"A package is there a package for me?" He asked hoping that he'd be told no.
"Umm yes one came in about half an hour ago. Important is it?"
"I hope not" he said grabbing it out of her hands as he headed straight back upstairs.
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"Every one in the briefing room now!" Hotchner said as soon as he was threw the doors to the bullpen.
"JJ get Garcia." He didn't stop to look at their expressions or to answer any questions they might have. He just stormed straight threw.
"What the Hell is going on?" Morgan said as he patted Reid on the shoulder in indication that he could go first. JJ gave the three men an uneasy smile and headed off to grab Garcia as quickly as possible.
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"Would you please explain what's going on?" Garcia and JJ hear as they entered Just after the others.
"I'm not sure myself yet." Hotch replied looking at his team for the first since his phone call. He gave them all a once over their expressions ranged from anger to confusions and even worry. Turning back he pressed play on the machine and waited as the picture came into view.
Prentiss was laying on a concrete floor there was blood on the left side of her face. When someone off camera threw what must have been a bucket of water over her. She sat up rather quickly coughing and sputtering. She had a confused look on her face as she put her arm out slightly as if to try and steady herself. Then a fist came on to screen hit Emily on her right cheek. She was sent sideways hitting the floor with a cry of pain.
The team watched in horror as a electric voice over filled the room.
"She's alive for now, but can you save her in time?" then the tape ended.
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