The well-built man pressed on top of her froze. This had never happened to him before. Never before had he been intruded on. New hope gave his newest victim new strength. She brought up her knee as hard as she could between his legs. He let out a gruff moan in pain. He couldn't let her get away, and he couldn't kill her without having his way with her. Still in pain, he acted on impulse, reching down to the ground until he found what he was looking for and grasped it. He sprinted out of the alley, knocking her saviour unsteady. He ran for several blocks, until he hauled for a taxi to take him home. He stroked the ID in his hand. It was a beautiful picture of her, taken quite recently he beleived. She worked for the FBI, interesting, he thought.
She slid down the wall onto the hard concrete, clutching her ribs as if it would make the pain go away. Her rescuer regained his balance and rushed to her aid. he brushed away her bangs that covered her bruised face. Blood streaked through her golden locks, now matted and wild. She flinched at his touch.
"Hey, I'm Gregor. What's your name?" He questioned softly. His voice was friendly yet concerned.
"Jenny" the blonde wheezed.
"Okay Jenny, are you okay? Where are you hurt?"
"F-fine." It was clear he didn't beleive her. The questions he asked, he sounded like he was used to asking them. His hands fumbled around on the concrete until he found what he was looking for. She heard the beeps as he pressed each number on the key pad of her phone.
"Left mine at home," he stated plainly, " Yes. Uh huh, I need an Ambulance..."
"Jenifer Jareau, I saw her driving license."
"Okay, Jenifer, can you hear me?"
"Y-Yes." She didn't even open her eyes, she felt so drained.
"That's good, my name's Marie. I'm a paramedic, I'm taking you to the hospital, okay. Can you do me a favour and open your eyes, hun?"
She obliged, it took all the strength she had just to force her eyes open. The paramedic shone a torch in her eyes, the usually bright blue orbs looked glazed over.
"She gonna be okay?" JJ reconised that voice, it was her rescuer. Her saviour. She glanced around the cramped ambulance she was in. They were still driving, she could feel every bump, bend and corner. She could hear the sirens too. Come to think of it, they were really loud. I wonder how long I was out, she wondered.
Her eyes fell on him, on Gregor, she remembered. He was tall and lean, with sandy hair that fell all over the place. he had big brown eyes, staring at her now, with a look of concern. She hadn't realised until now, but in his hand her grasped her own. His touch was warm and reassuring.
"Concussion, not severe, not mild either though," she stated, more to herself than anyone else. "Where else are you hurt?"
"Ribs, I'm sure it's nothing." the petit blonde protested feebly. She was not a minute awake yet and she was already planning her escape route. Despite her weak protest, the paramedic began to press her hands onto her ribs, checking for a break or fracture. JJ didn't say anything, but the wincing made it more than obvious.
"Definately a few fractured, need a X-ray anyway though," she spoke to herself again. Just then, the ambulance ground to a halt and almost imediately, she found herself being wheeled out the large veichle in the gurney she lay upon. Although everything was still spinning, she could see the corncerned Gregor following her.