A little while later and everyone was as settled in as possible in there current condition. Dave had been carefully laid down and was now being monitored by a fearful J.J., Emily was now awake and watching over the group from her spot near a twisted piece of what she thought might have been the wing of the jet, Tara was laying next to Matt who was managing to keep her awake with stories of his crazy kids, Luke and Reid, the least injured of them all were currently taking shifts scouting the area for clues as to what had happened and a way to escape the "wilderness".
"I think we actually may have over shot Indiana by a few hundred miles. We're either in Ohio or Kentucky right now. I can't tell which but Indiana's southern border doesn't have miles of forest with no roads anywhere. On another note, both pilots were killed on impact it seems like we were hit by a bolt of lightning and it brought the whole jet down," Reid told them as he emerged from his trek through the woods.
"It's getting dark I want us to have one person on watch at all times. I'll start and we can do it in two hour shifts," Emily explained as she rested the gun, Matt had managed to find in the crash, across her lap. "Matt I'll wake you up for your shift. Then J.J., Luke and finally Reid."
"Good idea, we'll need someone to stand guard, watch for possible rescue and make sure that Tara and Dave don't get worse…" Reid trailed off as he looked at Rossi. The older man was still unconscious and even Spencer knew that if help didn't get here soon he wouldn't survive much longer. Hopefully by now their presence has been missed and Penelope is looking for them or some one at least saw the plane going down.
Reid's hopes weren't just hopes though because about thirty miles away from the crash sight was Fort Knox, Army Training Facility where a few hundred Soldiers watched the plane go down. The second the damaged jet had been spotted units for search and rescue were mobilized and now it was only a matter of time.
Meanwhile at FBI Headquarters, Garcia was currently freaking out while trying to get a last known location on her families whereabouts. Cruze on the other hand was coordinating with air traffic control to get her access to the jet's black box. It was a madhouse the second Penelope sounded the alarm with agents working round the clock to find the infamous team of profiliers. They all just wanted to find them alive but everyone knew that that possibility lessened with every passing second.
The crash was all over the news and so was the fact that it was the BAU in that jet. Krystall had immediately called Penelope in a panic about if David was okay. She couldn't stop crying and Portia was across the country along with Joy. So she sat in their home on the couch crying as she watched the news for any hope that the love of her life was okay.
Will, Lisa, and Andrew were all having very similar experiences as they waited to find out if they were okay, safe and alive.
A little over six hundred miles away, J.J. woke up to the sun peeking in through the trees and sat up to see Reid crying next to Dave. Her stomach dropped as she rushed over to her friend and mentor.
"Dave?" J.J. said almost tentatively as she reached out and brushed her fingers across his face. He was cold, so cold, it didn't look like Dave and it didn't feel like him either when she touched his hand as well. "No" way the only other word she could get out before waves of tears streamed down her face as she buried it in his chest.
By this point the rest of the team, with the exception of Tara who wasn't far behind Rossi at this point, were up. As soon as they realized what was going on it went deadly quiet the only sound they heard was that of a helo in the distance.
Emily was the first to acknowledge this, but at the same time she knew that it had been too late, that helo, if it did somehow manage to find them, was too damn late to help Dave. Oh Joy, Portia, Krystall and Kia would be devastated and Emily didn't know if she could handle telling them. They were trying their best out here but with the way things had been going she had a bad feeling Tara wouldn't make it out of the woods as well.
The next few hours the team mourned and did everything they could to signal the chopper as it flew overhead but nothing seemed to work. The had moved to a thick set of trees away from the wreckage because a.) that's where Dave was and b.) if anything blew up or it started to rain they would be safe. Only problem with that plan was that it made it hard for rescuers to find them.
While that was going on J.J. and Reid found a tattered blanket and placed it over their friend's body. He had died from his various injuries that night. The full chronicle of which were a compound fracture in the right leg, a laceration across his left side, a broken collar bone, broken ribs, a broken back, one partially punctured lung, internal bleeding, a massive head wound and several broken bones in his hand and arms. Why were his injuries worse than all the others… because he never got the chance to put on his seat belt. Rossi had buckled J.J.'s and immediately after... the jet started to barrel roll throwing him around the cabin.
Reid informed the team that he had been surprised that the older profiler had survived this long with his injuries let alone the crash itself. In all reality David should have died on impact which made it much worse because it meant he had died in possibly agonizing pain for hours and they couldn't have helped him.
Tara was deathly pale now, barely awake and barely breathing. Matt was doing his best but without medical attention there was nothing he could really do.
"I'm going to go back to the crash and see if I can find and more first aid kits or even water at this point," Luke said unable to stick around as his best friend died. He needed to do something productive as they waited and he had already lost Rossi, he didn't want to lose Tara as well.
Emily sighed as she walked over to where Reid and J.J. were next to Dave's body. They hadn't left his side since he had succumb to his injuries and Emily couldn't blame them. He had been like everyone's dad, he had been her mentor and confidant and God she missed him. Emily teared up as she sat down quietly next to Reid, one hand placed on Dave's chest almost hoping to feel him breathing. He wasn't though and despite that Emily couldn't help but expect him to sit up and start lecturing them about just sitting around waiting instead of actively seeking help.
"Dave I could really use your help right now," Emily said as her voice broke and she began crying hugging his lifeless body at an awkward angle. She didn't care though and so she continued to cry and mourn the loss of her friend.