A/N: Hello again my friends! Hope you are all well. I know it's been a while since I posted. Couldn't get the creative juices flowing. But they're back now. YAY! Anyway, here's the latest prompt and my addition to One Shot Fridays. I hope you all enjoy! And thanks again to those of you who have reviewed. It is greatly appreciated!


Prompt:

Garcia has been kidnapped and the team is working their tails off to find her. Write a one-shot covering one of the team members thoughts/feelings. You cannot write from Garcia's perspective. Mainly what I'm looking for is how one of the team would react to having a teammate kidnapped and in danger. Good luck!


"What the hell do you mean, 'Garcia's missing'?!" JJ yelled as she burst through Aaron Hotchner's office door at 2:15 am.

"Calm down, JJ. We don't know much yet."

"Calm down?! How can you tell me to calm down? This is my best friend we're talking about!"

"I know," Hotch said, still trying to come to terms with the early morning phone call himself.

At 2:00 am, his cell phone had awakened him. A frantic Kevin Lynch was on the other end. He and Garcia had spent the evening together at their favorite club. Upon leaving, they had decided that neither wanted to spend the rest of the night alone. They agreed on his place, so Garcia went to her apartment to pick up a few necessities and would meet him at his apartment. When she didn't return after an hour, Kevin got worried and went to look for her. When he arrived at her apartment he was greeted by a busted up door and a very large mess. And no Garcia. Someone had ransacked the place and taken her with him.

"Everyone's been called back in," Hotch continued. "You were the first call I made. We will find her, JJ."

JJ couldn't take anymore. She bolted from Hotch's office and ran to her own. She threw open the door and slammed it shut behind her.

Who would kidnap Garcia, she thought. "This doesn't make any sense!"

So many thoughts raced through her mind. All the wonderful times they had spent together. Her eclectic style. Girls' night out. Henry's first leather jacket. Oh, God! She's Henry's Godmother! What if something happens to her? What if he never gets to know her? She's my best friend. The best friend anyone could ask for! This can't be happening! Not to her!

Every emotion crashed down around JJ as she slumped into her chair and began to sob. Hard. She didn't realize she hadn't locked the door until she felt his comforting hand on her shoulder. He didn't speak. He sat on the corner of her desk and kept his hand on her shoulder and let her cry. Finally, after several minutes, and with red puffy eyes, she looked up at him.

"The rest of the team is here," Hotch said softly. "We're ready to head out if you're up for it."

She took a deep breath and stood up to face him. Their faces mirrored each other's; masks of stone hiding eyes of worry, fear, and anger. Aaron Hotchner and Jennifer Jareau were a lot more alike than either of them would ever admit. She took a second deep breath.

"Okay," she said. "Let's go get our girl."