Junge Frau

"I dont think you can last any longer if he gets ahold of you." Hotch made an observation, one that she wasnt really proud of. He saw her make a face, then she had that ghostly look on her face. Couple months before, he learned that it meant that she was thinking of something. So he stayed quiet, and still standing close to her, well, as close as the chain would let him. He heard a noise, like someone was coming downstairs. She quickly snapped out of her thinking and immediately sat down. He didnt want to leave her, but he went over to his wall and sat as well.

The man entered and leaned against the wall near the door, sipping his coffee slowly. His eyes shifted between the two agents. He was choosing which to prey on, and which to save. He stretched a bit and set the coffee down next to Hotch. Before he entered she had pretended to still be unconscious. But he knew better, he walked over to her and loomed over her. Hotch feared for the worse as he started to say something, but the UNSUB beat him to it.

"Wake up you stupid bitch!" the UNSUB kicked Sara's stomach several times and Sara cried out in pain as she opened her eyes. Stay strong for me Sara.. Hotch's words echoed through her mind. She immediately shut her mouth and kept her cries to herself. That just made the UNSUB even madder, and kicked her stomach even more and started to bash her head more. She put her arms in defense of the attacker and just broke. She was crying, and in a bloodied ball. Hotch took the coffee cup, still steaming and hid it behind him. Hotch quickly stood up and took the coffee cup with him. The man got up and when he did, the key to unlock the both of them fell out of his coat pocket. Sara was just conscious enough to grab the key and she hid it. She just laid there, wanting to give up, but that wasnt her. She was a strong woman working for the best Elite Team there is. So, she wasnt about to give up. She was about to fight for her life.

The UNSUB started to walk over to Hotch, who was showing no fear. Hotch had a plan of his own now, and that was about to set his plan into some freakin cool action. When the man swung his fist back, and that's when Hotch threw the coffee in his face and punched him several times once he was on the ground. Sara started to pick at the lock on her ankle and once it was off she managed to stumble towards Hotch to help him with his lock. Her head was splitting and she was extremely dizzy. But she managed to get over there and took the lock off of Hotch. Once he was free, the UNSUB started to fight back. Sara felt the need to just go ahead and die. She let the key drop and she leaned on the wall. She saw that the door was inching to a close so she could keep it open. Almost reaching the door she started to cough pretty badly, to the point blood was coming up. She gritted her teeth and just pushed the door back open, it was metal, but not that good of metal.

Hotch pinned the man to the floor, beating the crap out of him. Taking out his anger on him and then finished him off finally. Out of breath, he stood all bloodied and walked over to the blankets. Grabbing them he helped Sara get out of the basement and up the stairs. At the top of the stairs Sara took one of the blankets that he handed over to her and ripped some to tie on her head. She then took another strip and tied it around her stomach and winced.

"You okay?" Hotch knew it was a lie, she was just beaten the crap out of her. And not to mention, going through hell? It wasn't going to be an easy journey. He knew, because his team went through it. But those five months, that Sara had been with the BAU, he knew that she was just a kid. And having your parents shot and die, was enough stress and grief already. But going through this tragedy..Hotch just asked the most dumbist question. And of course, it was a lie to say she was okay. It was a lie to say he was okay.

"Yeah..perfect." she ripped another strip of the blanket and wrapped it around her leg. Once she straightened up her eyes traveled to the table. "Our badge and guns.." she whispered as she walked over to hers. She picked it up and put her badge in her pocket. She looked where she was putting her gun and once it was secure at her side she looked around. Finally resting her eyes on the front door.

"Hey, Hotch? This is too perfect..its..too easy." she shifted her eyes over towards her boss. He just finished strapping his gun onto his ankle and reholstered his gun onto his hip. He straightened up as much as he could. His back was hurting, and so was everything else for that matter. But he nodded in approval.

"Your right, lets just get out of here and hope we can get help." he watched her carefully as she just leaned on the table for a moment with her eyes closed. This started to worry Hotch deeply, but what got him high strung is when she started to cough up blood. He took the remaining blanket that she had that was sitting on the table and gave it to her. She nodded in thanks and pulled a chair out for herself and sat. She closed her eyes for a moment and took deep breaths.

Hotch was really worried about Sara, and having only one blanket left, he hoped that they didnt need to use it. He scanned the table and saw a shiny thing under a news paper, it was the key to the car! He took it and looked outside, the car was in the shade and he bent down next to Sara.

"Do you think you can stand?" he asked her. In her state, he's surprised that she was still able to move. He just wanted to get her to a hospital, and away from this hell house.

Sara breathed several times, trying to grasp the situation. She then nodded and stood, she looked like a dead woman walking, she didnt know what to do. She didnt know what was going to happen. She composed herself and saw her phone on the table at the door. She grabbed it and looked at the service.

None.

Hotch opened the front door, rising his gun his eyes swept the area and then nodded for her to follow him closely. She tried the service again and called Garcia.

"Sara? Sara! I told Morgan yesterday and they said that they were on their way to find you!" Garcia sped talk and Sara stopped for a moment.

"Garcia, when you said yesterday, what do you mean?" she asked.

"You and Hotch have been gone for over 24 hours." she bit her lip.

"Ill keep my phone on.." she hung up and walked towards the car. Hotch was right behind her and when they started to walk again towards the car when it exploded, sending them both backwards.