A/N: I am having a hard week, that is where this chapter is coming from. There is a character death; just know that up front! Enjoy, and please tell me if this chapter is okay, I am really nervous about it. Like REALLY nervous!

Amanda shivered in the small closet, she wanted her mommy and her daddy. She wanted to be at home with Earl, her great big fluffy doggie, and her brother Sam. She didn't like being made to sit in the closet all day, but the bad man had locked it on the outside. And no matter how much she kicked and screamed the door stayed shut.

He had told her to stay inside and stay quite, that someone named the FBI was there and she could get hurt if they found her. They were monsters and she had to hide. So now, five year old Amanda Labeth was confused. She knew the man was bad and she wanted to run away from him, but she was scared of the monsters coming to get her! What was she supposed to do?

She brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them, it helped her to feel better, a little bit better. And when she saw the door begin to move and shake and heard a stranger's voice, she began to cry.

But then, after a lot of loud noise, the door was opened and a blonde woman stood in front of her. She had a gun, and the letters of FBI written on her blue shirt- but she wasn't scary looking, not like monsters.

"Hi Amanda," Amanda looked up, and watched as the lady put her gun away and smiled at her. "Amanda, my name is JJ, I want to take you home to your mommy!" The lady said and reached out her hand to the young girl.

Amanda looked at her not sure to trust her or not. "And Earl?" She whispered.

"And Earl." JJ responded, and reached inside for the child. She moved slow, as to not frighten Amanda anymore, but was surprised when she felt the little girl leap into her arms. "Let's go home."

JJ turned with the child in her arms, to face the team, all smiling back at the successful rescue of the missing child.

And then it went to hell.

A single gunshot rang out, and the team watched in horror as their friend stopped walking, and went pale as Amanda screamed and squirmed out of her arms, running directly into the arms of a SWAT officer.

"JJ!" One more gunshot ended it, but it didn't matter to JJ. By the time her mind was able to comprehend what had happened, she was already on the ground. She blinked her eyes a few times, trying to ignore the pain that was radiating in her chest.

"Get a medic! Agent down!" She heard someone shout and saw another lean over her. "JJ, I am so sorry." The person said and suddenly she wanted to scream in pain as she felt someone press on the side of her chest.

"Stop." She whispered, then coughed, blood already pouring from her mouth. "Morgan.. stop.." She plead, not understanding why he was hurting her.

"I have to, girl." He responded, wiping a tear from her eye as Hotch sat behind them and lifted her head into his lap. Morgan knew it was serious, they all knew it was. She had been hit in the side of the chest, inches above where her vest ended. "Where is the ambulance?" He yelled, her blood pouring through his hands as he desperately tried to keep pressure on the wound.

"Three minutes out." One of the SWAT officers responded.

"She doesn't have three minutes!" Hotch shot back, frustration and fear mounting as he watched his agent bleeding to death, watched her eyes bat close.

"JJ! Open your eyes!" Hotch shook her, watching her breathing slow, and her lips turn blue.

She wanted to fight with him, argue, tell him to stop yelling at her, but it was so hard to speak, so hard to breathe, and she was so tired. She just needed to sleep, they would understand, she was tired. Nothing hurt anymore, and she heard muffled voices yelling something.. felt someone shaking her, but exhaustion took over and JJ closed her eyes.