Walking in the unsub took of his cap. He had brown hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a leather jacket with a wife beater under it. Blue jeans and gloves was both cover in blood. Watching the Agents, he made his way to the table in the corner. Picking up a crowbar, he smiles.

Emily doesn't know exactly what he thinking, but she has some idea. Moving in front of JJ, she says, "I am SSA Emily Prentiss of the BAU. Let us go or you will face the consequences."

The unsub make a look like he scared then starts laughing hysteric. He raises the crowbar above his head and crashes it down on Emily shoulder.

In pain, she bit her lip not wanting to give the unsub his satisfaction. Angry at her for not screaming, he swings the crowbar and hit Emily in the same shoulder. Emily whimper.

JJ stays quiet, trying to find a way to get a surprise attack on him. Moving quietly, JJ gets behind the unsub and kicks his knees out from under him.

JJ goes to Emily. "Em, get up, come on,".

Getting up slowly, she moves her shoulder and winces in pain.

"YOU BITCH," Grabbing JJ from behind, he puts his arm around her neck and squeeze.

JJ gasping for breaths, claws at the man. He scream in angers when she scratches his eyes leaving blood behind but he just squeeze harder. Seeing dots in her visions, her struggles gets weaker and her legs give out.

Emily was to busy trying to look for a weapons that she didn't focus on JJ till she hear a someone falling. JJ is lock in a neck-hold and is struggling for breath. The crowbar that was hurting her earlier, lays within inches. She reaches for the crowbar, but stops at the flashes of pain goes through her arm. Toughening it out, she reaches again. Lifting it up, she turns toward her captures and swings.

It hit the unsub head and he knocked out cold. JJ is on the ground not breathing at all.

Emily hears sirens in the distance.


Rossi walks in the bar and goes toward were the bartender is standing.

"FBI, may I speak with you for a second?" Rossi says, pulling out his badge.

Wide-eye he nods, "Man...dude..agent dude, I haven't done anything wrong."

Noticing that he was panicking, he raises his hand in a relax gesture.

"I just need to asks you a few questions." Rossi says calmly.

"Okay, my name is Rick what can I do for ya?" Rick says trying to calms down.

"Have you seen these two women around?" Holding up a picture of JJ and Emily together in the picture fingers laced together.

"Yeah, I seen them last night and spoken to them." He says.

"What you speak about?" Rossi crosses his arms.

"I ask them some question and they answer them" He says politely.

"Do you know when they left?" Rossi questions.

Rick pales and starts breaths deeply.

"Ye..yeah t..th...the...they we...wer...were." Rick stammered.

"Stop! Takes deep breaths and start at the beginning." Rossi says.

" I we...went out to take the trash and I saw a m..man loading up them in his t...tr..truck. I got part of the license plate but no a..all. It was a Red Ford." he says.

Angry that he didn't report this to the police he says. "Why didn't you report this?"

"I was about to go do that when you guys pull up." He says scared that he might get in trouble.

"Okay, can I have the license plate number."

Writing it down on a piece a paper. He tears it off. Looking the agent in the eyes he says, "Ple...please find them, I never saw love like that. You could be blind and still see it."

Nodding his thanks, Rossi walks out of the bar pulling out his phone.

"This is Garcia" She says typing trying to finds her friends.

"Garcia, I going to give you a description of the vehicle and a half of the license plat. Do you think you can find the truck." He says quickly.

"Rossi the questions is what I can't find, hit me up." Garcia says.

Giving the description, he hangs up and hope that it was enough information to finds his girls.

"Prego ci permette di trovarli e prega di far loro bene,"Rossi prays.

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