Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds and I'm not making any profit off of this story.
Summary: An unsub puts himself on the radar when he unknowingly kidnaps an FBI agent. Will her team be able to get her back before it's too late?
Includes violence but don't worry nothing overly graphic.
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He sat in his car in the dark parking lot across from the shopping center. As he rolled down his window a crack and lit up a cigarette, he heard the screeching of sirens announcing the approach of police cruisers down the street.
Inhaling on his cigarette he took a moment and then blew the smoke out the window.
With the sounds of the sirens getting closer, his free hand tapped out a beat on his steering wheel.
His eyes drifted up to his rearview mirror as he saw the flashing lights of two police cruisers guiding down the street behind the parking lot.
He knew they were searching for him. By now the woman would have been found, he did leave her in plain sight after all.
However, even with the heavy police presence, he kept his cool. He didn't need to panic…he made mistakes when he panicked.
Besides he wasn't on anyone's radar, the police didn't know who he was. He had left no evidence, he was sure of that.
He just had to wait patiently until morning, then the police presence would have cooled down some and he could leave the state as he always did after a claiming.
Then it would be as if he had never been there, well expect for one small factor.
He took another drag from his cigarette and turned to watch the people hurrying in and out of the shopping mall.
He sneered as a red haired woman, dressed in a grey business suit, who was chatting away on her cell phone foolishly took her eyes off of her young son for a second as she hurried to jolt something down.
The boy, a toddler most likely around three, walked away from his mother's side. He had been playing with two action figures in his hands but something across the parking lot had caught his eye.
The toddler was making his way toward the traffic heavy intersection and He could just imagine the chaos that was about to ensue when the boy stepped off the sidewalk.
He could see the impending crash; hear the scream of the fearful mother as tries screeched to a halt trying to stop the inevitable.
He would need to find a new hiding place as the parking lot would be crawling with police and ambulance in a matter of minutes.
But then none of that happened.
No impending crash or fearful screams of onlookers.
Right as the boy was about to step out in front of a car, a well-manicured hand landed on his shoulder and quickly pulled him back.
His eyes flew up to see this child's savior and his heart began to beat with excitement.
He leaned forward in his seat as the woman knelt down beside the boy to check if he was alright.
The boy seemed scared, maybe from the shock of being pulled back so forcefully or from fear of getting in trouble for wandering. The child looked like he was going to cry but the woman smiled at him and reassured him, before leading him back to his thankful mother.
He had to have her.
He stubbed out the remainder of his cigarette and started his car.
He hadn't been planning to hunt again so soon after his last victim, it was just too dangerous, he never took more than one woman from each state before but this time he couldn't resist.
It was instinctual.
He knew if he let her go he would regret it for the rest of his life.
He had to take the chance, she was perfect.
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Thankfully he found that she was leaving the shopping center rather than arriving.
So after she had signaled for a cab and it had pulled out of the parking lot he followed her all the way to an apartment building, assuming that it was hers.
He waited about a block away as the taxi pulled up to the entrance of the building, then when she got out He slowly pulled forwards as He watched her walk to and open the apartment door. He weighed his options, checking out the enclosed courtyard.
He needed this woman but she couldn't have lived in the worse place.
He would have to be very careful, make sure to hide his identity and hope to some higher being that there was no security camera.
He waited in his car for just over an hour, planning how to pull off this abduction.
Normally he didn't do home invasions and on the rare occasions he did, he had the homes under surveillance for at least a week.
Now though he didn't have time for that, he wants to spend the least amount of time in Quantico as he possibly can.
Then he sees the light of the neighbor closest to the woman's apartment go out. He pulled on a cap and sunglasses, then pulled a hoodie over his head and got out of the car, closing the door softly behind him.
Adjusting his gloves he made his way quickly to the woman's door and expertly picked the lock, opening it with ease.
He quickly scanned the hallway once inside and could hear the murmur of a TV playing in another room.
He walked down the hall, keeping his eyes peeled and being as quiet as possible.
He got to the end of the hall and peeped around the corner where he had the perfect view of the kitchen.
There she was, standing with her back to him as she made herself a cup of tea.
He stepped out from around the corner just as she was turning around.
Her eyes widened as she saw him and she opened her mouth to scream.
He lunged for her, a hand going over her mouth and an arm sneaking around her waist.
"Hush my darling," he whispered against her ear "there's no need for that."
He didn't expect her elbow to come crashing down into his abdomen which caused him to take a step back.
She pulled away and ran for her phone.
He got over his shock quickly and chased her; he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back forcefully.
She cried out.
"You shouldn't have done that!" he hissed throwing her against the fridge and knocking off some of her magnets and photos in the process.
He again tried to subdue her but she still put up a fight.
They struggled in the kitchen and ended up knocking her cup of tea to the floor with a crash.
Fed up he grabbed a wooden cutting board off the counter and smashed her over the head with it.
She staggered for a second and then went limp.
He caught her before she could hit the floor.
Then he half carried, half dragged her as the dead weight was a bit much for him, to his car and stuffed her into the trunk.
After checking around to make sure no one had seen him, he got in the car and drove away.
