Prentiss
I had passed out from the smoke and my body was in a lot of pain. I blinked my eyes open and saw the room around me. Everything was destroyed, the unsub was what is suspected to be knocked out and I was burnt all over my body. It wasn't bad, which was surprising considering how close I was to the lighter. The door was open and I needed to take the advantage while he was out and I wasn't tied to a chair. The chair was in pieces as well as the rope that was holding me to it.
I stood and coughed as the smoke still drifted around the room. I walked out of the door and a staircase sat two steps from it. I closed the door behind me but didn't think to lock the 3 heavy deadbolts and went up the steps as quickly as I could. It wasn't as fast as I wanted. My ears were ringing, my head was throbbing horribly, everything was hurting and I mean everything and I felt extremely dizzy. I felt like I couldn't stay on my feet properly.
I opened the door at the top of the stairs to see the kitchen of a small home. I looked out the closet window. There was nothing but grass, trees and a thin dirt road. I was on a farm with no visible animals. I turned and looked through the kitchen frantically for a phone. I found a cell and fumbled and almost dropped it as I walked around the house, touching the walls to keep myself standing. Hotch picked up within the first three rings.
"Agent Hotchner." His voice sounded agitated, tired and upset.
"It's me."
"Prentiss." His voice changed and was now filled with relief. "I'm putting you on speaker."
I wanted half a second before I could hear background noises.
"How do you have a phone? What happened?" JJ asked. "Why'd the call disconnect?" Her voice made it very clear that she had been crying.
"I dropped the cigarette near the lighter and it was gas and it blew up. I came to before the unsub did so I ran out and I found a phone."
"Where are you?" Reid asked. I could hear Garcia typing faster than ever before, probably trying to track this phone.
I unlocked the door and walked out onto the porch of the house. It was dark; I hadn't realised how late it was. "I'm on secluded land."
"Where is the secluded land?"
"Reid, all I can see is grass and trees, and I can barely see them because it's so dark out. I have no fucking idea—"
"Okay, stop." JJ cut me off. "Is there a car around?"
I looked around, "Not that I can see but I wouldn't be able to drive it if there was."
"Why?" Garcia asked. I heard the typing stop momentarily before Derek told her to keep trying.
"I'm not going to be awake much longer. I'm going to pass out soon."
"Why?" Reid asked.
"Because I just breathed in a whole lot of smoke, I can't see straight because my vision is blurry and my head hurts and every single part of my body is aching so much that I really want to cry right now."
"Every part?" JJ asked hesitantly.
I cleared my throat and it hurt a lot. I walked down the steps, not answering JJ. I knew what she was referring to but I didn't want to get into that with any of them, especially not the males. I spun around on the grass as I heard him yell my name. My breathing picked up and I froze, panic growing inside of me.
"Emily, run." Rossi said.
"Keep the phone on, I'm so close." Garcia said quietly. I started to run in the opposite direction from the house but close to the dirt road.
"Emily!" He yelled aggressively. I knew he was following me but I didn't know how far behind he was.
"I've got her! I've got it! Go, I'll patch your cars into the call so you can hear." Garcia said as I heard the chairs moving.
"Can Will back us up?" I heard Hotch ask as his voice faded.
I ran in silence, levelling my breathing so I would last longer. I kept Garcia to my ear. After a while of sprinting for my life, I had to stop running and I had to walk to the side and find the road again. "Garcia, I need you to do something for me."
I whispered through the phone. I couldn't hear anything but typing so I figured the team wasn't connected.
"Anything." She said quickly.
"I need you to take care of Sergio for me and I need you to tell the team that I love them and that this isn't their fault. They always feel guilty over something that isn't their fault."
"You can tell them yourself and Sergio is already in my office." She said.
"Garcia—"
"Emily." Derek cut me off, "Do not die on me. Not again." So they were connected after all.
"Are you all there?"
"Yes." Rossi said.
"You're all awfully quiet."
"We're close." Hotch said.
"How close? Because I can't run anymore without passing out and I can see him." I lowered my voice as I observed him on the other side of the dirt road.
"Get away from him." Derek said.
"What do you want me to do, Morgan? I legitimately cannot do anything. I hate to admit it but he did more damage than Doyle did."
"How did he know about Doyle?" Garcia asked. "Leon, I mean."
"Maybe he worked for him. That would explain why out of every FBI agent here, they chose me. I don't have anything else to offer."
"What was that about you killing 5 innocent people?" Reid asked.
I avoided the question, "I lost him." My voice was even quieter now.
"We're on the dirt road." Rossi said quietly.
Everything went silent then, "Garcia?" No reply, "Guys?" Nothing. I saw the black cars drive very slowly up the road then as to not draw attention or make much noise. They were a far way away and the cars stopped. The jumped out with their guns and turned the torches on, searching through the trees. I started moving forwards in the tree line.
I went to stand and go to them but cold hands grabbed me. I gasped and dropped the phone as I felt a cold, sharp object against my neck. He stood up and pulled me onto the road, holding the knife ready with his other arm across my chest, holding me still. I looked up and saw a star filled sky. It was pretty. I started counting them to keep myself calm but I was so exhausted that I kept losing track after 5.
"Don't shoot, straight ahead." JJ said to the others. They all turned to face us. Reid's weapon faltered slightly but he gained control over himself quickly. They slowly walked towards us and stopped when I took in a gasp of a breath. He had pushed the knife closer to my neck, although the actual blade wasn't on my skin.
"One more step and I'll slice her throat open." He said in a desperate voice. He was just as afraid as I was. My anxious, fast breathing was tiring me out quickly and my vision blurred again . My chest felt heavy and I could feel myself starting to lose consciousness.
"We need to get her to a hospital. She is going to pass out and we need to help her." Reid said. I assumed now that I was visibly falling weaker.
"I'll take her place, just let her go first." JJ said.
"Do you have the passwords?"
"She doesn't but I do and if you drop the knife then I'll give you the answers you want." Hotch said. Did he even have the passwords?
The unsub hesitated. He didn't know what to do or if he should trust him. He regained his composure quickly, "No you won't. Say bye—"
The loud shot from Derek's gun sent my ears ringing again. There was blood on me but I didn't even have time to drop my head to see if I was injured or even drop it level again before everything went black, noises seemed far away before they disappeared altogether and I lost consciousness. The last thing I heard was JJ shriek my name with such apprehension that my guilt grew even more. I didn't even know that was possible.
