Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds or any of the characters on the show.
Warnings: This story will contain rape, a cursing.
The team and myself went to a bar tonight, we all had a great time. There was a lot of laughing and drinking. We all parted around 11:00; sadly I was the last to get to my car. I unlocked the door and put the key in the ingnation. When I turned the key I was annoyed that my car failed to start. I walked outside, and pulled out my phone and sighed, no service.
"Great Emily, by yourself in a dark parking lot without the use of your cell phone. Just freaking great", I said this aloud to myself.
Trying my luck again, I looked to see if my car would start. Still no luck. My phone still has no service, so instead of staying in the car, I walked a little in the parking lot, hopeing to get a signal. Nothing, going back to the bar to see if I could use a phone I was grabbed from behing. The agent in me kicked in, and I started to fight back. I swung my leg back and nailed the asshole in the shin. The bastard let go of me, I turned around and sae that the person that grabbed me was a male. Muscluar build, around five foot eight, close to one hundred and seventy pounds, also had green eyes and brown hair. Once the guy regained his footing, he lunged forward again. Out of instict my right arm swung out and wacked him on his jaw. Quickly I try to get to my gun, but damit I left it at my house. Before I had time to recat, the guy slapped me across the face, and I fell down. He pulled out a gun, and my movements stopped. I didn't want to anger a man with a gun.
The guy leaned down eye level wigh me and said "You and me, my dear, are going to have ourselves a good time". His voice was sickly sweet and had a southern accent. Most likely he was from the deep south. The guy was full of confidence, way to sure of himself. Narsaciect, defiently a narsacient, I realized that just by those thirteen words.
He grabbed me roughly by my hair, and I winced in pain. I felt his fist collide with my rips and face a number of times, most likely to unsure I won't fight back. Like I would do anything that stupid, I know that I can't defend myself against a gun. The only weapon I have is who I am.
"I would think about this, I am a federal agent, with the FBI." I said threw clenched teeth.
I had hope desperatly that those words would work and he would just leave me be, but he just said "Well then I caught myself a lucky one tonight. I fighter, I like that." At that statement he laughed and that laugh tore at my heart. I knew the minute he laughed, I was going to be in a world of pain. Just like that, the pain started. He tore at my clothes, and started to touch me. I was repulsed, and just shivered. He smiled down at me and proceeded to work his way lower, until he hands found their way under my dress. I tryed to move away but he just hit me a couple of times and pushed his fingers roughly into me. I never imagined the pain that this action could cause until now. Soon after that torture began it ended and he pushed his member into me. The pain I experanced a few minutes ago, was nothing compared to this. It felt like I was being ripped in half. I screamed out his agony. The bastard just laughed and whisphered "Scream bitch, nobody can here you anyway." The assault seemed to last for hours, but in reality it was only about a half and hour before he ejcualted into me. The last thurst caused such immense pain that I almost blacked out. He withdrew from me and looked down and at me and then just left. Just left me there, naked and in pain. This action didn't suprise me, the prick had absoultey know remorse for what he' done to me.
I quickly retrived my clothes and put back on what little remained of my previous outfit, and staggered to the closest rode. Before that, I grabbed my cell phone and prayed that when I got close enough to the rode it would work. My energy was draining fast and before I knew it, I was falling and I couldn't get up. I picked up my cell and looked at the one bar that I had and thanked God for this blessing. I called the first person that I could think of.
As the phone continued to ring, the hope that I felt before left my chest, but just as it was completly gone I heard a voice and it said "Hotchner".
This is my first fanfic for Criminal Minds, please review and let me know if I should continue! Any reviews and ideas would be a blessing!