A Friend's Care

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Author: Ahsoka1248

Rating: T

A/N: This story is written from the point of view of Emily Prentiss.

6 Hours Earlier...

"FBI! Put the gun down," I barked as I trained my Glock 19 on Richard Matth.

JJ came up behind him as he said, "Why should I?"

Matth reached back, and grabbed JJ by the arm. He spun her in front of him, his big hand covering her mouth as his revolver jammed into her temple.

"Put your gun down or I kill her!"

My eyes widened, and I slowly bent down, setting my gun on the ground. Suddenly, pain exploded in the back of my skull. I passed out.

Now...

When I woke, I was in a dark, cramped car. I felt warmth next to me and saw that JJ was pressed against me.

"Are you okay, JJ?"

"Yes. Are you, Emily?

"Yes. Where are we?"

"I'm not sure, exactly," JJ answered, "I believe we're buried though."

"Would this be a good time to mention that I'm claustrophobic and taphrophobic?"

"Really, Em?"

"Yes. I am."

"Well," JJ said with a laugh, "that's funny..."

"Hey! My suffering is amusing you?"

"Well yes. It kind of is."

I pouted, and then in an attempt to lighten the mood, she reached over and tickled me. I laughed involuntarily, and she giggled. She smiled at me. Her smile seemed to glow in the darkness of the car.

In my pocket, my phone buzzed. Unfortunately, my phone was in…laughably-my rear pocket where I couldn't reach it.

"JJ, can you try to reach my phone?"

She seemed skeptical.

"I can try.."

As she reached back, her tongue sticking out of her mouth as she concentrated on maneuvering herself closer to my phone, the car shifted, and the dirt rained off of it. I realized that the 'dirt' was actually a blanket. I looked out my window, and saw that we were dangling from a magnet.

I chuckled. Her hand pulled out my phone, but the car shifted, and she was dumped ungracefully on top of me. Our faces were inches apart. The moment was broken by my phone ringing again. We both blushed and I answered my phone.