To Turn Back

A Criminal Minds Story

by HCBalwayshappy

It was a rainy July afternoon and the temperature was cool and there was a slight wind which created a welcome breeze. The last two days had been scorching hot and it had been nearly unbearable. The weather was partly why she volunteered to take this drive, it had given her some time to think and sort things out. This case has just been strange and tough for the entire team. She blames the heat mostly, but she knows that it really is because it's only the second case they have taken since the event that happened two months ago. Emily shook her head from that thought because it only depressed her to remember it.

Sighing she looked through the window as thousands of trees streaked past on both sides of the car. It really was a beautiful sight and she decided she would like to go camping in these woods. If it wasn't for the fact that they had found four bodies of women in their late thirties to mid forties dumped there after being tortured and finally stabbed to death. This is why she is driving a total of two hours one way to meet with a Mr. Jones who lives in the area. Apparently Mr. Jones knows the area very well and heard something late last night that he thought would be helpful. But of course wouldn't share it on the phone.

Emily looked at the clock. It was 3:00 in the afternoon now and she was about 20 minutes away, so if the interview takes less than an hour she could be back by 6:00. She checked her phone, which currently had no signal, and she suddenly had the chills.

As Emily got out and walked towards the seventy year old man's house she had this sudden urge to turn around and drive back. It'll be fine Emily, what harm could an old man do. Besides he doesn't even fit the profile. Her stomach got tighter as she climbed the three steps, something is wrong. She thought. Each time she knocked on the door her breathing was faster. A rustling sound in the trees to her left caught her attention as she rang the door bell. And suddenly her Best friend's irrational fear of the woods seemed quite understandable. Her head snapped back to the door as she heard the lock turn and saw the door knob move. Everything was in slow motion and Emily was suddenly very uncomfortable. The old wood door swung open, a strong arm yanked her inside, and then everything went black.

When Emily came to she had a terrible head ache, she shifted around only to realize that her right arm wouldn't move and with an agonizing turn of her neck she saw that it was chained to the cement wall. She pulled at the chain willing it to release her wrist, but knew it was of no use. It was so tight she could already feel the metal binding digging and pulling at her skin. The left side of her face felt tight and itchy, so Emily brought her hand up to feel it. It was sticky and it throbbed looking at her finger she saw that it was covered in a red substance. Blood… well at least you know you were hit in the head. And that was the only thing she was sure about.

After she had taken a quick check of all of her fingers and toes and her vision stopped swaying, she finally looked around. She was in a square room with one metal door that had no handle. The floor was covered in dirt and there was blood patches along the wall and floor. Emily was bound in the back right corner of the room…

A sudden sound from the left side of the room caused Emily to freeze unable to look towards it. Then there was a moan, it was coming from a person.

"Owwww." A voice said. Was that me? Emily asked herself, but she knew it wasn't. With another painful turn of her neck she looked at the corner and gasped.

"JJ!"

And there she was… her blond colleague slumped in the corner with blood dripping down her the side of her head. Why is she here?

"Em?" Her Best friend slowly pushed herself back so that she was leaning against the wall. She lightly touched her forehead and then sighed leaning her head back. JJ turned and showed a small smile, "I told you to drive back."

Then Emily remembered… JJ had come with her. She was in the car and when they had gotten out JJ had wanted to turn around. Emily did too, but they needed to interview Mr. Jones. Emily thought she was alone, but JJ was there. She was always there.

"Yeah. I know." Emily shrugged.

How was it? I haven't posted anything in a long time, but I wanted to write this story. And stories should be shared right? Anyway thank you for reading. Thanks!

-HCB