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Hope you have enjoyed story, since this is the last chapter, for now. I will properly write a sequel if anyone want me to. I have an idea and all, so review and tell me if you think I should continue.
Again, NOT A DOCTOR OR PROFILER.. So there might be mistakes there. Not native American so there might be spelling – or grammar mistakes.
Hope you´ll enjoy on now: On with the show
Chapter seven
JJ was crying hysterical now, Hotch holding her close watching the screen blankly. Emily was bravely fighting the tears, grabbed on to Rossi´s shirt for strength. Rossi´s eyes were covered in anger and concern as he was trying to keep Emily cool. Morgan was holding a sobbing Garcia who was hiding her head in his chest. Morgan was looking at Reid in concern. The young doctor was pale and staring at the screen where he had just seen horror.
"Reid?" Morgan´s voice was calm and gentle. "I-I," the young man stuttered. "I need to," he stood up and rushed out the door as quickly as he could in his injured state. Morgan shot a look at a now calmer Penelope who was now looking at the door, tears silently flowing down her cheeks. "Go," she said and he rushed out the door to find the young man.
"Garcia," Hotch´s voice was hard and she winced under his stern eyes. "Track that bastard," his voice was hard and Garcia nodded, tapping furiously on her keyboard.
"JJ," his voice sounded like it came from miles away. "Come on, I´ll take you to your parents. I think we need to explain." She felt herself nod and they left leaving, Garcia typing at her laptop muttering things under her breath and Prentiss who sank down on her chair staring at the picture of Freya on the board together with the rest of the victims. She felt a hand on her shoulder and without looking she said.
"Dave, I don't think I can handle if she becomes one of them." Rossi nodded, understanding what she meant. "I know, bella," he whispered. "We have all come to like JJ´s young cousin." Emily glanced out the door and scanning the hall for Morgan and Reid. "Some of us more than others," she muttered.
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"Reid! Reid, stop," Morgan´s voice followed him. "Don´t run like that," he scolded. "You´re open up your wound again," the statement reached his brain and logic made him stop. "I don't want to," Reid whispered, hoarsely. "If I do I see her. Alone like that, with that SOB". Derek sighed in relief as he saw Reid stop. He placed a hand on his shoulder as they became to shake.
Reid felt his whole body wrecked with sobs and he punched the hospital wall, making people turn and shot him a weird glance. They thought he was crazy but for once he didn't care. "I know," the voice was close and soft. "She´ll be fine. Garcia will find that bastard, in a second or two she will come running out that door," Derek pointed at the door where they had just escaped from "and she will shout" he was cut off by a happy Garcia who cried:
"I found him! JJ, I found him." Morgan couldn't help but smile. "What did I just say?" He stated as he began running towards the door with a limping Reid just behind him.
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Freya was crying, each time a sob escaped her she winced in pain. He had properly broken a rib as he hit her. He had left her again smiling as he declared that Reid wouldn't want her after seeing the tape.
She knew better, of course, that wasn't why she was crying. She was crying because she didn't want her cousin, Reid or any of the others to think what they must have when they saw the tape.
Yes, he had hurt her but not like that. He had explained his plan to her as he hit her over and over again.
Flashback.
Freya cried out as he stroke her again, causing her lip to split. He had already ripped off her clothes, cut her bra up and tried her to the bed. The blood was tickling down from a cut above her eye made by a blow of his hand. She had cried as he grabbed her thighs and hips to make them bruise.
"It´s just so they think I raped you," he explained as he hit her again this time he hit her rib cage and a sharp pain with a snap of a bone told her he had broken a rib. "Once your agent sees this he won´t have anything to do with you and then you´ll finally realize how much you love me." He picked up the knife again and Freya winced as he cut her just above the bra lie on the left breast, drawing blood. "There," he sounded pleased with himself. "I think we´re ready to shoot." He took a piece of duck tape and put it on her mouth. "Don´t want you to tell them about this," he said as he drew on the last thing to make it appear believable.
Blood on her thighs. "Now, smile to your friends"
"Oh Spence," Freya gazed into the ceiling. "Please know I´m alright. Please! I´m alright. Just come and save me".
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JJ pushed opened the door into the room where her aunt was currently sleeping and gave her uncle a weak smile. "Hey uncle Jack," Jack smiled back at his niece and nodded to the dark and stoic agents who seemed to follow her wherever she went. JJ went over to her parents who sat on some chairs in the corner.
"Mr. Jareau," the agent started. "Please call me Jack. The Mr. Jareau makes me scan the room for my father," Jack smiled and the agent lit up in what Jack suspected was a rare smile. "Jack then. How is your wife?" Jack´s smile faded and he looked down at his wife. "She´s resting. Seeing Freya like that," he paused. "I never wanted to see my little girl like that. Knowing I couldn't help her when she needed me too." He had to swallow deep and when he lifted his head there was tears in his eyes. "I don't understand why she didn't call me as soon as it happened," he said quietly.
"Because she didn't want you to worry about her," JJ cut in and placed a hand on her uncle´s shoulder. "I´m so sorry for not protecting her," JJ´s voice was quiet and Hotch opened his mouth to protest but Jack came first. "Don´t you dare!" he exclaimed. "Don´t you dare blame yourself for this, Jayjay. This is not your fault do you hear me? Not even for a second. This is that," he had to swallow again to rid himself of the bitter taste in his mouth, "SOB who took my daughter. It´s all him, do you hear me?" JJ nodded silent tears running down her cheeks.
"I was so scared that you would all blame me," she admitted and her mother rushed to her hugging her. "Never Jayjay, Never!" she exclaimed and her father laid a hand on her shoulder. "It could never be your fault, peanut," JJ smiled at the childhood nickname.
"I told you," a deep voice stated calmly and JJ smiled at her boss and boyfriend. JJ let the words fill her brain and heart and she couldn't help but break into a bigger smile which she directed at Hotch who smiled back. She leaned in and hugged him while whispering in his ear:
"I think I like thinking of you as my boyfriend," she stressed the last word and Hotch felt a blush creep up in his cheeks. JJ kissed his lips lightly and he couldn't help shooting a lance to James Jareau. Hotch was relieved to see him smiling at him and JJ and he let out a deep breath he didn't even know he was holding in.
The door was thrown up and Rossi´s head became visible. "Hotch, we got him." Hotch shot JJ a look and together they raced with the older agent. "I´ll be right back with information, daddy," JJ called over shoulder stopping her parents and Jack. Her father nodded and stopped his brother. "We better wait till my little peanut comes back." He said closing the door.
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"What do we got?" Hotch was again the stern unite chief entering the room. "I found him, sir" Garcia was almost crying in relief. "How?" the reply was short and Garcia began explaining.
"It was lucky," she explained. "I was running his face through the data base (I don´t know if there is a data base for faces but pretend there is, okay? I´m the writer, I´m in charge!!) and I didn't even notice until she was standing right there," Penelope´s voice was excited. "She?" JJ was trying to rush things forward. "Yeah, a nurse who came in to cheek on Reid´s bandages. He was running and he wasn't supposed to," she scolded the young doctor gently. "He was a technician in the x-ray wing. He was fired four months ago because he was harassing some nurses, following them after work and such. I found him!" Penelope was clapping her hands in pure happiness.
"Address?" Hotch was already half way out the door. "Here, boss man," she threw him a piece of paper. Hotch grimaced but smiled as he, Rossi, Morgan, Prentiss, JJ and, wait a second. "Reid, where do you think you´re going?" Hotch´s voice was scolding. "You just got out of the ICU. There is no way you´re going with us!"
"Hotch, I have too. She´s," Reid´s voice paused but JJ cut in. "Let him come, Hotch. But you stay out of that house, do you hear me?" Her voice was stern and the look in her eyes promised him murder if he disobeyed. He nodded and limped after them.
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Freya was beginning to have trouble breathing. Her ribs hurt like hell and she was still tied to the bed which wasn't helping. She wished she knew what he was doing. He left her alone for hours now. Wincing in pain she lifted her head to check the door because she thought she heard something but nothing was there. Instead she felt lightheaded and dizzy even though she was lying down.
She must have dosed off because suddenly the door flew open and a very angry face was showed into hers. "Why are there agents outside our house?" he yelled. Freya´s eyes flew open and she couldn't help crying out in pain. "Why?" He demanded. "I-I don´t know," she stuttered. "How did you tell them?" He grabbed on to her arm and Freya felt like it might snap.
"I-I didn't," Freya was scared. He was losing it, she thought to herself. "Come here," he grabbed her and she cried out in pain as he tried to get her off the bed, forgetting he had tied her down. Growling in anger he ripped the rope off and pulling her up. The whole room was spinning and she cried out on pain, anger, fright and because she was about to faint.
"Freeze! FBI," a voice called and a light blinded her as the door was kicked open. "Stop moving or I´ll kill her" came the angry reply and Freya felt a cold sharp knife press against her throat. "Freya," the voice was known, loved and sounded very frightened. "Jayjay," Freya sobbed only to receive a slap on the face where it was already bruised. She cried out as she felt the wound above her eye open and begin to bleed again. She tried to lift her hand to feel but her arms wouldn't listen.
"Stop talking or I´ll kill you," He hissed and Freya closed her mouth trying to stop her sobs from coming out. "Release her Robert. You´re surrounded," the voice was Derek Morgan´s. Robert, now he had a name.
"Please Robert," she whispered. "Don´t do this. Don´t end it like this." She felt the pressure from the knife leave and she was turned around to face her offender. "You know my name," he sounded surprised. "See, I knew you loved me," and then he pressed his lips against hers and the tears began flowing down.
A shot was heard and He fell down, moaning holding his left leg.
Freya stumbled away from him the best she could, now crying. She lifted her hand, groaning in pain trying to wipe his lips off of hers. The room was suddenly flooded with people and Freya felt a jacket be thrown over her almost naked body. "Freya," JJ´s face came into view. "Where are you hurt?"
"Spencer?" she moaned. "Is he? Tell me, is he alright?" The tears were already overflowing in panic and fear of the answer. "I´m okay, Freya." She turned around, not carrying about the pain, her nausea or the fact she could hardly stand, throwing herself into his arms. Both of them winced and moaned in pain. "Sorry," Freya whispered but he shook his head. "No, don´t apologize. Not ever," Reid leaned down and kissed her gently and she lit up, closing her eyes happy that it was Reid kissing her and not that man.
A noise scared her and her head snapped around, causing her to groan in pain. "Why is the room spinning so much and why do I see red spots all over?" Freya´s voice was slurred and then she fainted. It was Morgan who caught her since Reid couldn't and JJ was standing too far away to reach her. A stretch was wheeled in and Freya was lifted up on it by Morgan. "You okay, kid?" he asked. "I thought I was ´kid´," Reid stated behind him and Morgan smirked. "That´s because I was talking to you. Sir, I think we need a wheelchair if you have one," Morgan addressed one of the paramedics who lifted an eyebrow. "Sorry, sir but we´re an ambulance not a hospital," the man was smirking.
A groan interrupted them and Reid hurried over and looked down on Freya who was pale but awake. JJ smiled at them and left to deal with the now present Press outside. "I´ll leave you with her," she whispered in Reid´s ear before kissing her cousin on the head, carefully avoiding her bruises and cuts.
"Spence?" her voice was raw and she placed a hand on her chest. "Ouch," she whimpered as the pain entered her body again. "Ma´am?" a new face came into her view and she widened her eyes in chock. "Spencer," her voice was full of panic so Reid placed a hand on her shoulder. "I´m still here," he muttered softly in her ear. Freya closed her eyes, relaxing.
"I´m sorry," the man came back. "I didn't mean to scare you," he said. "I´m a paramedic. Now, where does it hurt?"
"Fracture on 7th rib, left side, possible but need x-ray to confirm. Laceration above left eye caused by blow to the head that might need stitches and a good cleaning. Start a peripheral IV line with colloids and then I´d like some morphine or something, please." The paramedic smirked as he began finding the IV line.
"A doctor, I presume," he stated as he stuck the needle in her left hand. Freya nodded and smiled weakly as he pressed a syringe with morphine into her body. "Thank you," she said her eyes getting smaller. "Tired," she muttered but the paramedic poked her to wake her. "I need your name and birthday," he said but was stopped by Morgan. "Can´t we just inform you?" he asked but was interrupted by Freya. "No, he´s right. I should know better," she said opening her eyes. "He needs to check for concussion because of the head trauma."
"Freya?" Morgan´s voice was insecure which caused her to turn her head, slightly groaning during so. "I really need to stop that motion," she said more to herself than to the rest. "Maybe a cervical collar?" this was to the paramedic who nodded and began searching for one. "So, what did you want to say Derek?" she then asked and Morgan looked down. "We saw," Morgan paused. Freya swallowed but shook her head. "It was only to distract you and make you think he," she paused. "He thought it would make you stop looking for me and me start loving him. He thought that if Spence saw me like that he would stop," Freya stopped, unsure about what to say. "Stop loving you?"Morgan helped a small smirk on his face but Freya shook her head, wincing. "We don´t know each other well enough to love, but yeah, in lack of a better word, love me." She turned and looked at Reid. "I know you don´t love me, don´t worry," she said but Reid stopped her, gently kissing her which made them both blush and groan in pain. "Don´t be so sure," he whispered and Freya felt her face lit up.
"Sir, we need to move her now," the two paramedics lifted the stretcher and wheeled her out with team following. "One of you can come with her," the paramedic said as the other got into the driver's seat. JJ nodded at Reid who smiled and limped over to the van. "You have to be family," the paramedic said quickly and smiled at him. Reid gave him a short smile. "Then I´m her," he paused and then Freya´s voice was heard from within the van. "Is boyfriend close enough?" The paramedic shook his head but then smiled. "Well, let´s just say you´re her husband for now." Reid blushed as he got into the car.
As the ambulance took off Emily turned to the team and broke out laughing."Oh, I would so love to be a fly on the wall when they get to the hospital," Rossi placed a hand on her lower back and gently pushed her towards the car. "Why?" JJ butted in between them earning an evil glance from Emily. "Because," Emily stated as a matter of a fact. "Who told her parents about her new ´husband´?"
Their laughter followed all the way to the car.
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Oh my God, I did it! I finished a story. Yay me (doing a happy dance.)
So, what did ya think? You properly think I stopped the story really weird but that´s because I´m doing a sequel. Hey, check me out. I´m doing a sequel. Another happy dance. Anyways, check for it cause it will be there sooner than you think. By the way I think I know what to call it: A visit from the Angel of death.
What do you think?...
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