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There you have it folks, chapter seven. I got it up, just like I promised. I actually hope I'm not being annoying with all these frequent updates. My parents are watching one of those old Western movies, and the rest of the internet got boring, so I decided to update. Anyway, enjoy reading! You'll be hearing from me soon! :D

Prentiss and Morgan walked silently into St. Joseph's hospital. Located only 15 minutes away from Royal Bank, they figured it was where Logan Reece was being examined. They stopped in front of room 213 and lightly knocked.

"Come in." Logan called.

"Hi, Logan Reece?" Emily asked.

"I'm Emily Prentiss, and this is Derek Morgan. We're with the FBI. We'd like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind?" She asked.

Logan nodded. "You guys work with Spencer right? How is he? How is everyone? Is anyone else out?"

Morgan nodded. "Yeah, everyone's okay. The only other hostage out of the bank right now is Nicole Smith."

Logan smiled. "Good. I'm glad someone else got out."

"Is there anything you can tell us about Robert? The guy who held you in there? Did he say anything that seemed a little odd? Anything weird about his behaviour?" Morgan asked.

"The guy has hostages inside a bank. And he killed a guy. And he shot me. Nope. Nothing weird about him at all." Logan said, sarcasm heavy in his voice.

Morgan chucked. "Now I know where Pretty Boy's getting his new profound sarcasm from."

Logan laughed. "Pretty Boy?" He asked.

Morgan chuckled. "Long story."

"Well, I think I found my new nickname for him." Logan said, a smile still plastered on his face. "A lot better than my old one."

"What was your old one?" Emily asked curiously.

"Everybody else called him Spence or Spencer, I just usually called him The Skinny Guy That Knows Everything And You Cant Ask Him A Question Without Having A Five Minute Lecture."

"That's a pretty long nickname." Morgan said.

Logan nodded. "TSG for short."

"Back to the mater at hand," Emily said. "Anything about this guy you found weird? Even the smallest things can be important."

Logan shook his head. "No. Nothing at all. I can't tell you if he was acting 'weird' or not, I've never been in a hostage situation before. I don't know how they're supposed to act."

Emily smiled and pulled out her card. "Well, if you remember anything, don't hesitate to call me."

Logan smiled. "Can I call you even if I don't find anything?"

Emily, confused my this statement, just stood there looking at Logan, who was smiling innocently, and at Morgan, who was laughing so hard she was worried he'd injure his throat.

"Reid told you?" Morgan asked Logan.

Logan nodded. Emily, still looking confused, glanced at Morgan.

"I'll explain on the way Princess, I'll explain on the way."

Robert paced around the interior of the back, before stopping in front of the bundle of frightened hostages he's acquired.

"Now, I'm usually not this generous, but I think that since you've been here for a couple hours, you probably all have to use the washroom. I'll be waiting outside. You have five minutes. If I even SUSPECT you're doing something suspicious, you will be shot. Understood?"

The hostages nodded, scared to use there words in fear they'd be shot.

"Remember. You have five minutes."

Reid and Chase made there way to the men's washroom, while Patricia, Ashley, and Becca made there way to the womens. Once inside, with the door locked, Spencer began planning.

"We need something to attack him with." Spencer said, his voice just below a whisper.

"What do you think he would use?" Chase asked, his voice at much the same level.

"We can't use glass from the mirrors, it'll make to much noise smashing it." Reid explaned.

"Four minutes!" Robert yelled from outside the bathroom door.

"What about going through the windows?" Chase suggested.

Spencer looked up at the windows. They were about six feet up, and no more than a foot around.

He shook his head. "We don't have enough time."

"How come we don't just hide in here?" Chase asked.

"He'd break the door down. Or shoot right through it." Reid explained.

"Oh. I know. What about the sharp strip that you use to rip toilet paper off with?" Chase suggested.

Spencer nodded eagerly. "You know, that just might work."

Inside the girls washroom, they were to panicked to try to create a plan. There first option was escape, and with the minutes quickly fading, they had to work fast.

"Three minutes!" Robert called.

Ashley was already through the window, and Becca was halfway through. Patricia insisted that she was to old, and her bones were to frail, and that there was no way she'd make it out the window in time.

Thud. Becca landed on the ground beside Ashley. They both felt terrible that they had to leave Patricia, Spencer, and Chase inside. But there was simply nothing they could do. Ashley and Becca both sprinted toward the front of the bank, where they were both certain there were Police. They were right. They looked at the scene before them. They were right about the police, but there were also SWAT, Ambulances, the FBI, and about five different news vans. Before they got a chance to fully take it in, two officers rushed towards them.

"Were you inside the bank?" One of the men asked.

They both nodded.

"How'd you get out?" The other one asked.

"Through a window." Ashley whispered. ''Hurry. He's going to be furious we got out. He might kill the others. Please hurry."

The officer nodded and rushed Becca and Ashley to a nearby ambulance.

"Agent Hotchner. Agent Rossi." The police officer called. "Two hostages just escaped through a window. Ashley Bennet and Becca McKey. They're being checked over by and EMT as we speak."

Rossi and Hotch nodded. If they had managed to escape, Robert must be more disorganized then they thought.

Hotch called JJ first to tell her about the news, but much to his surprise, she already knew.

"Yeah, I know Hotch. So does the media. One of the cameras watched them run around the side of the bank. It's all over the news." She explained.

"Call the others, let them know." Hotch ordered. "Rossi and I are going to stay here and wait until he calls. He's going to be angry they escaped."

Once JJ and Hotch said there good-byes, he turned to Rossi with a serious look on his face.

"We need to get SWAT in there. We need to get these hostages out. Since Ashley and Becca managed to escape, he's going to be furious." He explained.

"If we come storming in, won't he just kill all the hostages then try to take out as many police officers as he can?" Rossi asked.

"Not if we take him by surprise. If we manage to get around back, we can take him down, and lessen the risk of anyone getting hurt."

Rossi nodded in agreement. "I'll let everyone know."