Vile on the Streets.

Magrat 70

Rating; T for language and violence

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Thanks to Sao21

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Blood and Tears

"Hotch I have an address for Mutch's aunt, it's about 30 miles from here." Garcia, relayed back to the rest of the group.

"Morgan, Reid, Seaver go talk to the aunt, she might have some idea who Mutch knows in the area," Hotch said, they were still going through the footage from Dulles, he thought that would be there best clue, a number plate, anything that could help them at the moment, meant something.

"I want to go," JJ protested,

"And I want you close by to monitor your health," Hotch said, after watching the film, he had insisted that a medic be brought in to check out JJ. The woman had noted that the agent's blood pressure was too high and had said she needed to take it easy. "Go help Garcia with the security footage."

JJ huffed out in temper, she understood that Hotch was giving her busy work. She slammed the conference door on the way out.

Rossi watched Reid, Seaver and Morgan go. "Do you want to have a crack at Will..."

"We know he isn't the unsub, it would be pointless," Hotch said.

"No it's not, I want that son of a bitch to admit that he saw Emily being kidnapped and did nothing. What ever happens to Emily, I want him to be rotting in jail for as long as possible, so he can't have any chance to harass JJ about her children. If we find Emily alive the two of them will have enough pressure without having him try and interfere. We can't do anything until Greenaway gets here," Rossi explained.

"Let's go put this bastard away," Hotch agreed, glad of the chance to make amends for some of the bad choices he made.

xxxxxxx

"Why is there so much blood? I can't see what I'm fucking doing," Sara screamed at Emily.

The agent was stuck in a cycle of pain and endorphins started to laugh hysterically. Black spots kept clouding her vision, this time unconsciousness wouldn't give her its blessed release. She didn't think she had ever screamed so much in her life. Emily wished the bitch would cut her throat; end this.

"What the fuck, are you high or something. My fucking aunt must be the only person that still has a wired internet. I have to find out how to stop the bleeding," Sara slapped Emily when it looked like the agent had passed out again. "Don't die before I get back, I want to see you fucking die."

Emily hung her head, panting through the pain. She had one chance of at least some revenge, she knew she was dead, she wanted to take the bitch with her. The scalpel had started to loosen from the backboard earlier when they were struggling, with a huge breath Emily pulled her hand away from the wood. She passed out for a few minutes, she came to, not sure she had the strength to do what she planned. She thought of JJ, she didn't want her to find her body violated, the way Sara planned.

She willed herself not to blackout again bringing the scalpel to her mouth and yanking it out with her teeth. She was surprised she hadn't shattered her teeth, at least by gripping onto the scalpel to quell her screams, she hadn't dropped it. The next problem she had to face was she could hardly move her fingers enough to grip the scalpel, she found she could move her thumb and finally managed to grip the metal that was slick with blood between her thumb and forefinger, lucky enough the scalpel was sharp enough to go through the plastic tie with ease. She took it into her right hand barely able to control the shaking going through her body. She was able to concentrate her brain enough to recognise the signs of shock and her body shutting down on her.

Gritting her teeth for one last effort, trying to ignore the excruciating pain coming from the gaping wound in her abdomen, she cut the ties off her legs. Using the chair to push herself on to her feet, panting with the effort and desperate to stay on her feet, she used the wall as a prop until she was flush with the door. She had one chance and she hoped surprise would see her through.

Sara had realised that she had fucked up doing what she intended to do, she hadn't expected there to be so much bleeding or it being so difficult to stop. She decided that she would cut Prentiss's throat and then remove the womb, she planned to send the parcel to JJ and she had been filming the whole time she was cutting the agent, she couldn't wait to do splice it altogether into another video. She was so lost in her happy thoughts that she never noticed that Prentiss was no longer in her chair, this was to prove her fatal mistake as brunette slashed open her throat from ear to ear causing a huge arterial spray.

Emily landed on her knees beside Sara, who was as good as dead, bleeding out in next to no time. She went through Sara's pockets and found her phone. She propped herself in a sitting position against the wall took off her shirt and balled it up, she flinched from the pain of pressing it against her abdomen with her next to useless hand. Emily cursed when she saw the phone was locked, she took a guess and typed in Elle and it opened for her. She didn't think she had much time left and made the decision to call Garcia so her body would be found.

xxxxx

Garcia picked up the call from the unknown number. "Garcia," at first all she could hear was panting and for a moment she was ready to disconnect what was starting to sound like a dirty call.

She heard a weak voice. "Pen, I don't think I have long..."

Garcia put the call on speaker and started to trace where it was coming from. "Emily?"

"Please tell JJ..."

"Em, are you okay? Where are you?" JJ could hear the effort and the weakness in the woman she loved voice.

"Jennifer I'm sorry, I don't think I can hold on much longer, blood everywhere. I loved you so much. It hurts..."

"Em stay with me baby, you promised me a date," JJ heard the uneven breathing from the other end of the phone.

Garcia couldn't believe what was flashing on her computer, she knew where Emily was. She started talking into her cell. "Officer down, lost a lot of blood."

JJ looked in surprise when Garcia gave the address as Mutch's aunts house.

"Jay left trusts for you and Henry... Jack...Garcia. I love you, I want to say goodbye... want the pain to stop... she cut me... tried to remove... womb."

"Oh god," JJ was stuck for words, she couldn't imagine the pain Emily must be in, her Emily she thought fiercely. "Listen to me, I love you baby, help is on the way, you're not going to die. I need you and Henry and the baby, we need you. Keep fighting for us. Please Em."

"Reid put me on speaker. Emily is at the aunts, she is really badly hurt. Morgan put your foot down, if she dies I will kill you. I've called for EMTs." Garcia snapped out

"Morgan and Reid will be with you soon Em." All JJ could hear was laboured breathing and then the sound of the phone hitting the floor. "No Emily don't die, please, don't go."

"Hotch, Emily's been found... not good," Garcia admitted, keeping her eyes firmly on JJ. "Northern Virginia Medical Centre."

The next thing she heard was Morgan's voice, she broke the connection. JJ got to her feet and left the room.

xxxxx

Morgan kicked the door open and didn't bother with protocol, it was a small town house, there was no sign of anyone downstairs. Morgan took the stairs two at a time, he could see the body of a blonde woman in the room opposite. He ran into the room dropping on his knees beside the unresponsive brunette.

"Emily, open your eyes, come on let me see those beautiful big brown eyes," Emily's eyes started to flutter open. "There you go, keep looking at me. Come on baby keep those eyes open." He took off his shirt and removed Emily's white shirt that was now dyed deep red and pushed his against the wound keeping the pressure on. He could feel Emily shaking. "Reid she is going into shock, get a blanket off the bed, Seaver go downstairs watch for the EMTs."

"Let me go," Emily whispered.

"Never gonna happen princess, JJ will kill me if you die... I fucked up, you're not going to die because of it." He moved Emily's shoulders and back away from the wall so Reid could cover her with the comforter off the bed. He could see she was losing a lot of blood, he was more scared than he had ever been in his life; even worse than when they guy he looked up to as a kid abused him. He was looking at the broken, abused, body of someone he cared deeply for and he had caused it. If he hadn't had such an arrogant chip on his shoulder Emily would still be fine; she wouldn't have been drugged.

"EMTs," Seaver shouted.

They started working on Emily straight away, her wound was catastrophic, they needed to move her fast. Morgan, ran behind and followed them into the back of the truck. They knew she was law enforcement and that it was always a waste of time arguing with partner about riding with them.

"Emily, we are hooking you up to a mainline, they might have to transfuse when we get back." The heart monitor sounded an alarm. "She's flat lining, were losing her." The EMT started to charge up the paddels.

xxxxx

JJ had one thing to do before she went to the hospital, she found the interview room that Will had been talking to Hotch and Rossi in. She shot the handle off the viewing room door, jamming it. When she entered the interview room, she dragged a chair over and jammed it against the door, under the handle and pulled the wire from the camera.

"JJ?" Will asked, if he was being honest the person facing him was a stranger.

"Are you scared?" The blonde whispered almost seductively in his ear. "You should be, I spoke to Emily, she was bleeding out. She wanted to say goodbye. She was in a lot of pain, someone tried to cut her womb out." She jammed her gun between his legs. "If she dies, once the kids are old enough to be on their own I will hunt you down and I promise you pain, tenfold to whatever she's been through. Keep looking over your shoulders."

She walked out looking at the guards trying to break in. "There seems to have been an equipment malfunction." They knew they would never disagree with her.

TBC