RUNNING OUT
Summary: While taking on a case in a small town in Ohio, JJ gets kidnapped by the unsub. Can the team save her in time or will she end up like the other victims?
Hey everyone, hope you had a happy holiday. I am so sorry I haven't updated for a long time I got grounded and then I have been so busy. But I'm back now and hopefully I will be updated like I was before. And for who ever watched tonight's episode of NCIS. WOW! I about cried when Leon's wife died and I personally think Cote should get an award for the performance she did when she saw her father dead. TIVA! Haha! But anyways, I really hope you enjoy this chapter and I am not adding the previous chapter like I accidentally did last time (Sorry, that was my first time updating a new chapter). Please review and tell me what you think. And PLEASE, feel free to PM if you have any questions or you just want to talk! :)
as Hotch walked into the police station at 8:00 that morning and into the briefing room the next morning his phone rang. "Hotchner." "Agent Hotchner, it's Will." "Will, what's wrong?" He heard the worry and panic in the southerners voice. "It's JJ, she said she would call last night but she never did. And she always calls!" "Don't worry, I'll call her and see if she's alright." He told Will reassuringly. When Hotch didn't get a response he knew Will had hung up. So he dialed JJ's number and brought the phone up to his ear as the rest of the team walked into the briefing room. It rang six times before going to voicemail. "Hotch, what's wrong?" Rossi asked reading the worry on his otherwise emotionless face after he hung up. "JJ's missing." "What?!" Morgan asked in disbelief. He didn't want to believe that the person he thought as a little sister was missing. "Will called and said JJ never called last night and when I called it went straight to voicemail, does that sound like JJ?" "Sorry to interrupt, but there has been a reported hit and run collision on Berry Street and it has Federal plates." Sheriff Carson said rushing into the room. Everyone's mind went to JJ. They got out of the chairs they had taken seat in and into their vehicles as fast as they could. "When they arrived at the scene everyone's hearts dropped. It was one of their own. Slowly they got out of the car and made their way over to the totaled SUV. The passenger side was crushed from where it was hit, the windshield was cracked everywhere. They looked at the drivers seat through the open door and saw blood on the steering wheel, JJ's gun and credentials were on the console of the car. "The accident was reported between 8:00 and 8:15. Do you know who it was, even though I already have a fair guess." Sheriff Carson said coming up behind them. "Yes, it's Agent Jareau. How is she?" Hotch said, forcing his eyes off of the blood-stained steering wheel and onto the sheriff. "She wasn't in the vehicle when we arrived. What is it?" The sheriff asked seeing everyone let out a sad sigh. "We believe that the Unsub may have taken her." Morgan said the words he hoped never to say about someone he cared about. "You think this guy took her?" "She fits the profile: Blonde, blue eyes, beautiful. He must have seen her give the press conference, how else could he have seen her?" Prentiss said hiding her emotions, like she always has in situations like this. "We have already determined that this.. Unsub, drives a red pick-up truck by the red paint marks from where the car was hit." Sheriff Carson said leading them to the side of the vehicle where all the damage was. "Is there any note on Agent Jareaus' condition she might be in?" Rossi asked. "Well from the blood on the steering wheel she hit her head pretty hard so she has a concussion." The sheriff stated what they already knew. "Were you able the get any fingerprints?" Asked Hotch. "No fingerprints. But we were able to catch the accident on video by a surveillance camera on the light pole up there." He said pointing to a light post with a surveillance camera mounted on it. "Great. Can you get the feed from it so we can watch it?" Rossi asked a little bit of hope stirring inside of him. "Already on it, should be at the station by now." And with that they all got into their cars and drove back to the station. When they got there a man in a police uniform walked up the sheriff. "Here's that taped from the surveillance camera you asked for." He handed the tape to him and walked off. "Can you email this to our technical analyst back in Quantico? Morgan, call Garcia and tell her whats going on and to look over the tape and see if she can get anything off of the red vehicle." Hotch commanded, Morgan nodded and walked down the hall into an empty room so he could talk to her. Once he was there he pulled out his phone and hit Garcia's speed dial. "Finally you called, I was beginning to think you forgot about me. But nevertheless, what is it you ask of my wonderful powers?" He heard her sassy voice over the line and new she would take it hard. Her and JJ were best friends. "Listen Garcia-" "What, no sexy comment?" She cut him off before he could tell her the bad news. "Not this time. Listen, JJ's missing." He could here her breath catch in her throat as she opened her mouth to talk. "Wha-what, how?" "The Unsub took her.. He hit her car while she was driving back to her hotel room last night." "No. Not my girl. What is he doing to her right now? Morgan, you have to get her back!" "Listen baby girl!" He said forcefully so she would stop rambling. Which she did. "We are going to send you a surveillance tape of the accident. We need you to get anything you can that will help us off the other vehicle and see if you can get a face." "Uh, ok. Oh and Morgan?" "Yeah?" "When you find him, kick his a- for me for hurting my girl." He could tell she was smirking on the other end of the phone. "Of course. And we will find her and bring her home." And with that they hung up. Morgan walked out of the room and into the briefing room where everyone was situated around the table waiting for him to get back. "How did she take it?" Hotch asked looking up when he walked in. "About how you'd expect." Morgan replied. Once he sat down at the table the Sheriff hit play on the remote. At first they saw nothing but a dark empty street, then JJ's black SUV came into view. About that same time a red pick-up truck came into view also on the other street. The truck slammed into the side of the SUV. Hard. He had to have been going about 50 miles an hour. Everyone seemed to lean forward a little when the door to the truck opened and a man stepped out. But to their anger and disappointment he was wearing a mask over his face. He went over the the driver side of the car and opened the door with a gloved hand where they saw an unconscious JJ with her head laying on the steering wheel, blood trailing down the side of her face. He proceeded to pick JJ up bridal style and carry her to his truck where he gently layed her down in the back seat. He got in his truck and drove off. They couldn't make out the numbers on the license plate but they new Garcia would be able to. When the screen went blank everyone sat there in silence, they were all hoping to find her soon. And alive. The sound of Morgan's phone ringing brought them out of thought. "Go ahead baby girl." "Um, w- well I was able to get part of the license plate." She stuttered. They could hear her typing away on her keyboard. "Part?" Hotch asked furrowing his eyebrows. "Well most of it was covered with mud but I was able to get the last two numbers. I'm running license plates with those two numbers in Bloomingdale now." "Ok, thanks Garcia. Let us know when you get a hit." Hotch said and Morgan hung up.