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Chapter Four

The team were frantically looking for Chloe, Emily's heart was beating so fast she thought it might pop out her chest.

"Emily , down there!" Morgen shouted, pointing to a motionless body lying on a sand dune. Emily darted to where Morgen was pointing. "I'll call the paramedics." When she got there she couldn't stop her tears from falling, Chloe was badly injured, Emily checked her pulse and was relieved to find it was still beating, faintly but it was there.

Chloe Prentiss's eyes shot open, her heart thumping like a drum, she tried to get up but her body betrayed her, she was too weak.

"Chloe, don't move." A familiar faint voice said. So she hasn't imagined it, Chloe thought, she immediately rolled over to be sick. A hand ran up her back, she remembered that touch, that touch that soothed her to sleep so many nights, it was her sister, she knew it. She hadn't felt that touch in 8 years, 8 painstaking years. Chloe gathered all her strength up and looked around, thinking her ears were disbelieved her.

"Emmy." Chloe stuttered, her voice shaking, all the memories of her big sister coming back to her in waves. Emily threw her arms around her, hugging her tight. Emily's tears dripping down Chloe's back. Relishing in this beautiful reunion, Emily hardly noticed Chloe slipping away, her body slumping. She pulled out of the hug and Chloe's body lay limp.

"Chloe, Chloe." Emily said, urgently, shaking Chloe's shoulders. "You do not get to die now, not after... this. Don't die! Not after I've just got you back."

The medics arrived, pulling Emily away from Chloe.

"Let us work mam." One medic said, calmly.

The rest of the team ran up behind Emily. JJ gasped. The medics, with all their wires and machines took Chloe away on a stretcher and put her into the ambulance.

"She's gonna be okay, you know Em, she's a Prentiss and we all know Prentiss's are fighters." Morgen said.

A tear fell down Emily's face. Please don't die, she prayed.

"We need to keep this under wraps, we don't want the press getting wind of this." Hotch said, when the rest of the team were back at Boston P.D. Emily and Reid had gone to the hospital with Chloe. They were all sitting in the conference, all reeling from the day's events. "What do we know?"

"Chloe Prentiss was missing for 2 days exactly, and was found in just her underwear at Carson Beach. She has stab wounds all over her body, but it looks like the unsub's stemmed the bleeding on some of them. I think he was keeping her alive for some reason, that's very out of character for him." Rossi said. "We've just gotta hope Chloe pulls through."

"Any update on her?"

"Not yet. I'm going to go up to the hospital and see what's happening, if you don't need me here." JJ said, wanting to go and support her friend through this horrible time.

"Sure, let me know of any change."

JJ arrived at the hospital and quickly found Emily and Reid sat in the waiting room.

"Any news?" JJ asked, scared of what the answer might be.

"No." Reid stated. Emily had her head in her hands. "She's in resus. She was barely alive when they brought her in."

JJ sat down next to Emily and put her arms around her friend's shoulders. Emily lifted her head up and she'd clearly being crying.

"She can't die JJ. I just got her back." Emily sobbed. JJ pulled her into a hug, knowing how hard it must be for Emily as JJ's sister killed herself years when she was younger.

"It'll be okay. She's a fighter."

A male doctor in green scrubs burst out of the resus room and walked towards the trio.

"Emily Prentiss?" He said.

"That's me." Emily stood up and shook his hand.

"I'm Doctor Rafal and I've been working on your sister. She's stable, but critical. She's on a life support machine at the moment, as she can't breathe for herself. She has some very serious injuries, you may need to prepare yourself. If I'm honest, I don't know how she's made it this far." He shook his hand. "I'm very sorry."

Emily started sobbing again and JJ gripped her arm in sympathy.

"Can I see her?" Emily asked.

"Sure, just 2 at a time though please."

"I'll stay here, you 2 go. I'll update the team." Reid said, knowing Emily would prefer JJ there at the moment.

The two woman walked into the ICU and Emily took a breath in. Wires were running out Chloe's arms which were hooked up to many machines around her. There was a plastic oxygen tube in her nostrils and a tube going down her throat, helping her to breathe. Chloe looked peaceful, but it was just now that Emily noticed how emaciated she looked. She was 15 years old but her body had not developed in the way it should have. Her bones jutted out through her skin, her cheeks hollow, her pale white complexion clear to see. Emily wondered if Chloe's body would be able to cope with the trauma of what had happened. She sat down in the chair next to Chloe's bed and took her hand in hers. JJ left the room, knowing that now was a time for Emily to be alone with her sister but also feeling sad about her own sister.

JJ met Reid back in the waiting room.

"Hotch wants us back at the station, he's ready to give the profile."


"Our unsub is highly organized. He kept Chloe alive for a reason, that wasn't a mistake. He's white, between the ages of 25 and 40. He hates young girls, and think there only good for one thing. Although he hasn't sexually assaulted any of the victims yet, that's not to say he won't. We think he's just doing this for pure fun, he thinks he's above everybody else." Hotch said, in his usual stern voice. "Chloe is still alive and may be able to give us more information but she is currently unconscious so we need to hope she pulls through."

Hotch looked down at his shoes, he was really feeling for Emily. He was a profiler and from what he'd observed, Emily saw Chloe as more like a daughter. And he didn't know how he'd cope if it was Jack. "Thank you. That's all for now."

The team exited the briefing room, whispers around them 'how is that supposed to help us catch this guy'. The team were used to police squads not believing in their work. They however thought it was highly accurate when it came to catching the bad guys.

Emily had fell asleep with her hand in Chloe's, her head on the edge of the bed. Her neck felt stiff and cracked as she lifted it up. The nurse had changed the blood bag while she'd been sleeping, there was now a second blood transfusion going into her tiny fragile sister. She got out of her seat and exited the room, calling a nurse.

"How's Chloe doing? I mean why hasn't she woken up yet?" Emily said, her voice long and drained. She just wanted to hear some good news for once.

"Chloe is a very sick child. I understand you're her sister. The attack on her was very brutal but has she a history of an eating disorder?" The nurse replied, as she put down the files she was carrying.

"There is speculation that suggests that, yes."

"She's very malnourished, which shows her body has being starved for some time."

"I see. Thanks." And with that Emily turned round and headed back to the hospital room. She paused outside the door and drew in a deep breath. She felt like she was shaking from the inside out. She needed Chloe to wake up, she needed to understand. Emily entered the room, and Chloe stirred, choking against the tube in her throat. Emily panicked and rushed back out.

"Nurse. Chloe's fighting the tube." Emily shouted.

A group of nurses rushed into Chloe's room and took the tube out of her throat.

"Chloe, your okay." One of the nurse's said. "Just breathe. Your sisters here look."

Emily cautiously walked over to Chloe, worried about the reaction she was going to get. The nurses smiled as they saw the pair together and left the room, muttering that they were just outside if either of them needed anything. Emily picked up Chloe's hand.

"Chloe." Emily whispered.

"Emmy, you're here. You're finally here." Emily smiled at that, she'd not being called Emmy in so many years.

"I'm here. I'm here." Tears poured down Emily's face. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Promise?"

"Promise."


"Guys, Chloe's woken up." Reid announced.

"Oh thank god." JJ said, the relief in her voice clear to hear.

"Morgen you need to go and interview her. Emily won't be very happy but it needs to be done. This unsub could kidnap another girl at anytime. Make sure to ask her about the website." Hotch demanded. "If Emily objects, remind her that if it was any other girl she'd be doing the same."


A few hours had passed since Chloe had woken up and the sisters sat in silence. Emily wanted to ask her all sorts but didn't have the guts to. She had so much she needed to know but was scared of pushing Chloe away. There was a knock at the door and Morgen walked in. He looked at all the machines, shaking his head, wondering why there was so much evil in the world.

"Em, a word outside." Morgen signalled his hand outside.

Emily reluctantly walked out the room.

"We ran the DNA." Morgen said, handing her a piece of paper. "That's definitely your sister, but I guess you already knew that."

"Course." Emily replied.

"Has she said anything yet?"

"No. There's so much that I need to know. Like what the hell was going on in that house, the website. I can't do it."

"Hotch's told me to come and interview her."

"Can I be in the room? Please."

"Sure."

"Please be gentle."

They both re entered Chloe's hospital room. Morgen approached Chloe's bed and Emily stayed back, allowing the two to talk. She knew whatever Chloe said, it was going to hurt.

"Can I call you Chloe?" Morgen asked. "I know this must be difficult and confusing for you."

"Yeah, that's my name isn't it. I never felt connected to the Fox's. I knew something wasn't right. I snooped a lot looking for things like adoption records and stuff but never found anything. I only stopped when dad, urgh, I mean Mr Fox found me and beat me up." Chloe said, lifting herself up into a sitting position, wincing in pain. "I had flashbacks of Emily and that my name used to be Chloe but eventually I just thought I was going crazy."

"Was there more abuse? Or just that one time."

"I don't wanna talk about that right now."

Emily's heart hurt. She felt sick.

"Explain to me what you remember about the attack." Morgen sat down.

"Not a lot, I just remember the pain."

"Where did he keep you?"

"In a cellar, that's all I remember really. I really don't want to talk about it."

"Can I try an exercise with you, Chloe? It may help you remember more details."

"No. Please, I don't want to talk about it."

"It will help us catch the man who did this to you."

"Please, no. I don't want too!"

"Okay, okay. No pressure." Morgen said, backing down, knowing it was no good. She had the feisty attitude of her sister.

Chloe coughed and wiped something away with her hand, concealing whatever it was from Emily and Morgen.

"I need to ask you about a website that you visited quite often, proanorexiaqueens."

Chloe's face went the same white shade as her pillow. She said nothing.

"Its really important. We think its how the man who kidnapped you is finding girls."

"I... I don't know what your talking about."

"I think you do Chloe. Look your not in any trouble, we just need to know the facts. We also found diet pills and laxatives in your bag. One of my colleagues has also read your diary and it says about how much you wanted to die, how much you were hurting and an in detail account of how little you were eating on a day to day basis."

Chloe burst into tears.

"You people read my diary. That's my personal property. Its private. How dare you. Get out. Go away. Go." Chloe screamed, pulling against her wires.

Morgen, seeing how distressed she was getting, quickly arose from his seat and left the room.

"Chloe." Emily started.

"And you. Get out. Your with them too. Go on, get out. Leave me alone."

Emily, hurt, left the room ready to burst into tears herself.

"What do you do that for Derek?" Emily whispered, angrily. "I said be gentle, for god's sake."

"I'm sorry Emily. I didn't know she'd react that way."

"Well she did. And now she hates me, so thanks a lot."

Emily was too busy shouting at Morgen that she nearly didn't hear the machine's in Chloe's room flat lining.

"Shit." Emily said, and burst back into the room. "Morgen, go and get help, NOW."

Chloe had pulled wires out her skin, and was lay on the floor convulsing, foaming at the mouth.

"Oh my god." Emily said to herself. The nurses ran into the room, pressing buttons.

The whole scene unfolded in front of Emily like a movie, and she was finding it hard to process. All noises around her muted and she disappeared into her own head. She couldn't have the last meeting they had, be a bad one. She turned to look at Morgen and found it hard to be angry with him anymore, after all he was only doing his job. If it would have been anybody else, Emily would have been the same. Morgen beckoned her into a hug and she accepted, tears rolling down her cheek.


The BAU team were all back at the police station, apart from Emily who was still at hospital awaiting information on her sister.

"The interview didn't go well at all." Morgen said, guilt written all over his face. "I told Chloe we'd read her diary and she freaked out pulling all her wires out. She told me she was kept in a cellar and that's all I got. She's too traumatised."

"We have another missing girl. 15 year old Lacey Slate, also a student at Haven High." Hotch announced.

The phone rang, they all looked around. It was Garcia. Hotch automatically set it to speaker phone.

"Hello my beauties. Have I got news for you." She said in her usual quirky voice. "Haven High's janitor Anton Arndale went off sick 2 days before the murders started."

"Address, Garcia?" Hotch said.

"121 Ackins Street, Boston."

"We're on it."

The team loaded into their SUV and sped to Anton's house, hoping to find something to nail this guy and find the latest missing girl. When they arrived, there was no car in the driveway. They all took different sides of the house, Morgen and JJ taking the front entrance. Guns at the ready, Morgen kicked the door and it broke in. Both of them ran in, checking around every corner for any nasty surprises.

"Clear." JJ shouted, acknowledging to the rest of the team the area they'd checked was secure. JJ and Morgen put their guns away in their belts, and started looking around.

"Clear here." Hotch shouted. Anton Arndale was not in this house. "Check the basement, Chloe said she was kept in one."

Morgen kicked the wall angrily.

"Son of a bitch is always one step ahead of us." Morgen yelled.

"We'll catch him." JJ reassured him, putting her hand on his shoulder. Don't worry."

"Basements clear, this isn't where he's keeping them." Hotch shouted.

"Back to square one." Morgen seethed, storming out the house, punching the wall as he went.


I need you to understand, that Chloe's condition is very critical. Due to her eating disorder her body is very weak and adding in this vicious assault, her body is working against her, especially her heart." Doctor Rafal said, just after coming out of surgery with Chloe. "She had a perforated ulcer, we've surgically removed it. Pulling out her wires like that, wasn't the cleverest thing to do."

"She was upset. One of my colleagues had just interviewed her." Emily said at once.

"She should probably see a psychiatrist at some point, her behaviour shows she may be suicidal."

"Yes, I'll be on it. She'll be coming to live with me when she's well. I'll get her the best therapist."

"She'll need one, believe me."

Emily sighed as Doctor Rafal walked away. Why did all this have to be so hard? She thought to herself as she stared at Chloe in the ICU, even more wires coming from her tiny frame. Emily prayed and prayed that Chloe would pull through.