Chapter 8
Well the great news is that I need a new computer, so if I suddenly drop off for a while it will mean my laptop has completely given up on me.
She felt the gentle touch on her face, soft fingers ghosting her skin, she swallowed slightly soft fingers traced her lips there was a kind of tenderness to it she automatically leaned into the touch her mind not realising what was happening. Emily couldn't help flinching as her mind clicked in to where she was, she sighed internally.
She wondered if the team had noticed that she was missing yet, time had seemed to escape her which didn't surprise her, there was no window in the room just the dull light which illuminated the room slightly, and if she was honest with herself she was grateful.
Slowly she opened her eyes, he seemed to smile so softly at her, and she was slightly unsure if it was a good thing or not. "I brought you something to eat" mark said as he held her eyes in his own.
Morgan paced slightly as the techs began to leave "Garcia is going through the tapes. How the hell did he get into her room?" he grumbled slightly. "How the hell did he know what room she was in" his voice rose slightly as he spoke.
"I've put a rush on the dna" Hotch said keeping his voice low, as him and Rossi stood away from the younger agents.
Rossi nodded slightly "There's nothing more we can do here," he said looking around the room. "Emily is his type"
"That's what is worrying me, we need to find out what time Emily was taken, if he knew what room she was in" Hotch sighed slightly.
"We need to head back to the station, there isn't anything we can do here." Hotch said this time addressing the team.
He helped Emily to sit up only slackening the bindings slightly, she closed her eyes slightly, the headache she had made her slightly dizzy the nauseous feeling she had building in her stomach didn't help; hopefully the food would help settle her stomach she could feel the panic starting to rise slightly.
Mark held the spoon to her lips as she passively took the food her stomach swirled wanting to expel the food. Carefully he brought a cup to her lips allowing her to take a swig of the much needed coffee. Even though it wasn't to her liking she swallowed it, hoping it would ease her headache and help keep the food down.
His hand gently rested on her thigh, his fingers gently stroking in an up and down motion, a shiver ran through her body as she froze slightly. Emily wasn't one to show fear but right now she was vulnerable and that scared her more than anything, the panic raised deep inside her as he continued the gentle motion she wanted so badly to close her eyes she didn't want to look at him, she felt sick as his fingers rested on her crotch, she swallowed hard as she could feel the warmth of his hand as he rested it against her.
Reid stood by the board, like the rest of the team he hated seeing Emily's picture being pinned to the board, it took him back to when he was kidnapped as well as when Emily had been beaten up by Cyrus he had blamed himself back then but Emily had made a point to stop him from blaming himself although it didn't work that much back then.
He stared at the board "Did they take pictures of the crowd when you visited the crime scenes?" Reid asked as he turned to look at Morgan.
"Yeah Prentiss asked the techs to take pictures" he replied.
"Where are they?" Reid asked.
"They haven't brought them in yet" he offered.
"Can you get them?" Reid asked
"What you thinking Reid?" JJ asked softly
"If the same people are the scene then maybe the unsub is there." He said with a slight sigh. "Do we have a recent picture of Mark?"
"Yes," Hotch said as he handed him a picture of Mark.
They knew they shouldn't get focused on him if they were wrong they could be wasting valuable time. Time which Emily may not have, but Reid had a hunch. He wasn't one to go with his gut it had to make sense, there had to be a better connection that he was able to map out. Not just a feeling.
It wasn't long before Morgan was handing him the most recent pictures they had of each crime scene. He pinned the pictures of the crowds on another board, "Can you ask Garcia if she can blow these up for us?" Reid asked as he studied the pictures.
Garcia had received the video from the hotel and was going through them frame by frame. She watched on as the door to Emily's room opened, a trolley being pushed out of her room. He had kept his baseball cap low as he tried to avoid the security cameras.
He strolled down the corridor there was no rushing in his movements as though he didn't care if anyone saw him, Garcia rolled the tape back a few hours, she watched as cleaning staff worked the hotel, no uniform was worn so she understood why he wouldn't be worried about being seen he fitted in and no one would question a lining trolley being pushed.
"You son of a bitch" Garcia muttered as she hit answer on her phone. "Any news?" she asked not giving the voice on the other end chance to speak.
"Nothing yet" Morgan said softly. "I am sending you a couple of photos Reid wants you to blow them up" he said softly.
"Have you got anything off the tape?" Hotch asked
"A man left Emily's room at 1.04am I wasn't able to see Emily but the cart he was pushing is big enough to hide someone, he got into the middle elevator and that's where I lost him." Garcia replied sadly.
Each of them could hear the frustration in her voice as she spoke. "He didn't appear again?" Rossi asked
"No, the basement doesn't have security cameras each floor has them I have asked for the external tapes I am hoping they have cameras on the outside of the buildings, and the loading bay."
"Have you managed to find out when he got into her hotel room?" JJ asked.
"Not yet I have gone back two hours prior but nothing I am just going back slowly I will hit you back as soon as I have something" Garcia said as she cut the call.
Emily's mind drifted off as she thought about the past few weeks. Slowly she made her way into Garcia's office. "Hey" Emily said as she closed the door behind her.
"Hey yourself" Garcia said brightly. "Is everything okay?" she asked as she turned to look at Emily properly. The team never really came into her office unless they needed something other than that she was left alone.
"Everything is fine" Emily assured her. "I need you to do something for me" Emily said softly as she pulled up a seat.
"Depends" Garcia mused with a cheeky grin.
Emily wasn't one to ask for help or anything like that, she normally dealt with things alone, or she would confide in JJ but her she was sat in front of her, Garcia looked at her she could see the sadness in her eyes as she waited for Emily to speak. She could see the power play going on and it amused Garcia even more.
"Can you run a name for me please" Emily asked softly
"That's what I do best" Garcia said as she turned back a round pulling up a search program
"Stacy Davis," Emily said her voice seemed to wavier slightly as she spoke. "She left the country a few weeks ago and was due back last Monday"
Garcia nodded as she ran the name. "Age?" Garcia asked
"34, she lives at 43 Bates Street VA" Emily said softly.
"I'm not 100% sure where she went but I haven't heard off her" Emily said, Garcia could hear the worry held in her voice.
"I'll check her credit cards" she offered giving her a kind smile.
Emily had a feeling that Garcia would give her some bad news, news that ripped her heart out, the only thing she heard was accident and dead nothing else registered, not even Garcia asking who she was. Emily nodded giving her thanks auto pilot, and that was how she was auto pilot, pushing everyone away locking her emotions so tightly inside her that it was like a volcano waiting to erupt.
She had told Garcia she was a friend of a friend when she had asked, but it was a lie she was more than a friend of a friend, Stacy had been her partner for the past three years. She hadn't kept her hidden from the team she just never mentioned her. This also meant she had no one to turn to, how could she tell them about her. How could she ask for help because even she didn't know how to deal with it. It was like having a weight pressing down on her chest making it hard to breath.
