a/n: Hey guys this is my second fanfic my first one didn't get great reviews so I gave that one up but I'm starting this new one. Please r/r I'm open to suggestions and critique.
Disclaimer: I don't own cm or any of its characters sadly. If I did Paget Brewster would be signed for more then 17 ep and aj cook would still be here
The crack that JJ recognized as her own ribs being broken sounded through her ears and her captor's. She crumpled to the floor in agonizing pain as he stood over her. JJ had been assigned to protect 7 year old Abigail Waltz from the very man who had been holding them captive for at least two weeks. The sick son of a bitch tormented and video taped his victims and showed the live feed to the victim's families through their computers. In this case the live feed was directed to JJ's team.
Emily winced as tears pricked her eyes and threatened to fall down her cheeks when she heard the load unmistakable crack that echoed through Garcia's computer speakers. It had two weeks, two fucking weeks since her best friend had been taken from her. She looked over to Garcia who had begun sobbing; trying to console the tech goddess Emily put her arm around her shoulders.
"Garcia. I swear to you, we are going to find her." Emily tried to comfort; this was so not her strong suite. How the hell was she suppose to comfort the fragile being in front of her when it took all her self control not to smash her fist right through the computer screen that was displaying such horrible pictures. She thought back to the last time she had spoken to JJ.
"No Emily, I'm just getting there now." Came the exasperated reply of the blonde media liason.
"Please JJ," Emily begged her friend for what seemed like the millionth time "this guys a real creep, you could use some back up." Emily had been trying to persuade her friend to let her help her with Abigail waltz's protection.
"Em, I'm perfectly capable of handling this, besides there's at least a dozen police officer's outside." JJ answered beginning to feel annoyed by her friend's persistence and lack of trust.
"But-" Emily started but was cut off by Derek who had taken her phone.
"Don't listen to her JJ she's just bored. Hotch has had us here for hours doing paperwork." Derek spoke into the phone half trying to satisfy his own boredom by annoying Emily, and half trying to reassure the blonde that the team knew she was well past capable. Emily snatched her phone back from the dark agent's big hands and gave him the death glare.
"Jayje I know you are capable that's not what I'm getting at, but it couldn't hurt to have some back up." Emily tried to reason with her friend, but she could sense that she was getting no where.
"Em it's not even my decision, Hotch is the one who assigned me. I'll be fine and Abigail will be fine, so quit your worrying and finish your paperwork." JJ instructed, knowing the brunette profiler would soon give in sensing no victory was to be gained.
"Fine." Emily grumbled before hanging up and getting back to what seemed like never ending paper cuts. It was only an hour after that when Garcia came through the door in hysteria.
"Baby girl, breathe." Morgan coxed rushing over to the distraught tech.
"SHOTS FIRED…OFFICERS…DEAD" Garcia spat out between gasps for air, "JAYJE AND…AND ABIGAIL…" she sputtered trying to inform her team of the horrendous information she had just gathered.
"Penelope breathe." Emily soothed trying to prevent the blonde from having a panic attack. "What about Abigail and JJ?"
As if on cue Aaron Hotchner stormed out of his office, his usual stone like features morphed into those of worry and anger.
"Turn on the news, NOW!" He spat clenching his teeth. Reid scrambled from where he sat to reach the remote. The news reporter was standing outside a crime scene while at least 3 ambulances pulled to a blood curdling stop in front of the white house that the team had come to know pretty well. '12 officers were found shot down in front of the waltz's manor. They were supposedly on duty to protect the young Abigail Waltz along with FBI agent Jennifer Jareau. Both Abigail and agent Jareau are absent from the crime scene and are believed to be taken by a Mr. Jordan Straight, who was the man Abigail was being protected from.'
"No" was all any of them could say as they stood there frozen in spot for what seemed to be an eternity.
Now two weeks later they still hadn't found the 7 year old or JJ and Emily would be damned if they didn't.
a/n: Ok so tell me what you think, I know this chapter was pretty short but its just a start. Please review and tell me if you want me to continue. If you have any ideas or critique I'd love to hear it.