AN: Again, this is a short chapter but that is only because I have a chest infection and have been off school for a week. I know that you would be thinking that that gives me plenty of time to write but it doesn't because of the feeling like shit part. :)
This chapter isn't well written because I have only finished it and it is 3:49am. I'm up this late because my BFF's dad's gone out and she stays up until he returns to make sure he's alright so I thought that it saved her from loneliness for a few hours. (Crap at explaining my life, sorry!) So please don't mind the many errors that there probably is.
Enjoy! x :D
Chapter 9: Someone's there.
28th January 2012:
"So Garcia, remind me how Patrick got that scar." JJ asked Garcia whilst the team were all in the break room. Reid quickly jumped in to answer her.
"Well, this says here that when he was at high school, he got involved with quite a few gangs and ended up fighting with a lot of the members. This scar was from when one of the other gang members attacked him unexpectedly from behind with a knife. Patrick claims that he was aiming for his throat but was in a hurry and missed when he was walking home from school after a detention. The reason this gang member attacked him was because he won in their fight and he felt embarrassed that a 'new-be' won." Reid told them in a lot of detail.
The members of the team nodded their heads taking in the information and Rossi quickly buzzed in a question before anyone else could.
"And what school was that? Is it still there?" He asked, flicking through the pages of information that they had collected. Reid found the page quickly and read through the information.
"He went to Dovecott High but the school was abandoned in 2003 when there was a gas leak in one of the science classrooms. Nothing has happened to it since then, everyone has just left it alone."
"Hmmm, do you suppose we check it out? See if we find anything?" Morgan wondered out loud, facing everyone.
"It's a possibility, but what would we find?" JJ asked him, chewing the lid of her pen.
"Well, if you ask me, when we saw Patrick and Emily in that room, it kind of looked like a computer room. Don't you think so?" Morgan replied.
"Oh my Gosh, it did didn't it?" Garcia gasped, placing the sheets down on the table and rising from her chair.
"We need to check it out." Rossi said acting as boss. "Garcia! You stay here with your computers and see if you can find anything else but we'll keep you updated. Morgan, JJ and Reid, we'll all go in the same car. Also Garcia, can you get us directions before we leave?" Rossi asked her, speed walking to his office to get his gun.
"On it Sir." She called after him.
"Even though it's only a possibility, let's put our bullet proof jackets on just in case we run into them or anyone else!" JJ told the boys.
In less than five minutes, they were already in the elevator with their guns and vests. Once down to the ground floor, they rushed out of the door and into one of the SUV's. Rossi was driving with the directions printed off in his hands.
They sped off, out of the car park with the sirens screaming and the lights blazing. Into the roaring traffic and off to Dovecott High.
With Emily, Ruby, Jack and Henry:
It took Ruby a whole twelve minutes to calm down in Emily's arms. Not meaning to but also upsetting the boys. Emily let out a sigh and wondered what she was going to do. There was nothing she could do but to wait for her team to handle it.
If only she could get into that computer room, or get Patrick's keys then they could either call the team or escape.
But he gave her the shivers. Just thinking of how he touched her made her flinch.
Just as she was about to talk, the door unlocked and Patrick was there. Emily quickly stood so fast that she got a head rush but still protected the children.
"So it fits you then Emily. I thought it would." He told her quietly, slowly approaching her. "I'm glad that you have all made friends and even become pretty close in the last. . . Quarter of an hour. I was actually thinking that we could all play a little game. It's called Russian Roulette." Patrick told them, reaching behind his back and bringing out a gun that was hid under his shirt, tucked into his trousers.
Before anyone could make a move, he pointed it at Jack and clicked it so it was ready to fire. Ruby and Henry shrieked and Emily knew not to make a move or he would pull the trigger.
"Well, this is my own little version of the game, but basically Emily, you have to choose who you want to save. . . Him, or her." He said, now pointing the gun at Ruby. Emily could hardly breathe. Her heart was racing after it had plunged to the floor. She started to get sweaty and made direct eye contact with him. It took her less than a few seconds to come up with the perfect answer.
"Me, you can kill me. I pick me, I want you to save these two and kill me." She told him straight, her voice quivering. She needed him to take the offer and not kill anyone so young. He strode over to her and placed his spare hand on her beaten face.
"Oh Emily, but I would never kill anyone who gave me as much pleasure that you have." He told her with a wink, removing his hand and squeezing her ass. She quickly shoved him with all her might so that he fell to the floor and cursed at him.
"Get the fuck off of me, you have no right to touch me!" She tried to yell but her sour throat wouldn't let her. She expected him to get angry, but to her surprise he just smirked and gave her that look she knew well by now. The look that said 'I won't hurt you now, but just you wait 'till later.'
Emily gulped when Patrick got up off of the floor and stood in front of her again. But before either of them could talk, they heard running footsteps above them.
"Do anything and you die." Patrick told them, walking towards the door and peeking out of it. "If I hear a single sound coming from this room, then I will come down here and kill you all." He told them, walking through the door with his gun drawn. When Emily noticed that he didn't lock the door, she thought of their plan.
"Alright everyone, we're getting out of here because the bad man hasn't locked the door" She tried to explain so Jack and Henry would understand. "It doesn't matter who's there because Patrick doesn't know who it is, this means that it's likely that it's going to be someone that can help us. We need to hold back for a few minutes and then make our way up." She told them simply.
"But Emmy, what about these?" Henry asked, holding up his hand that had a cuff around it. Emily then realised that Jack and Henry were still cuffed to the wall and she cursed under her breath.
"I don't know. Have you tried to wiggle your hands out, are they lose?" She asked them, they tried again to get their tiny hands free but it was impossible.
"Hey Emily, how 'bout you stay here with the boys and I go and look for help." Ruby suggested.
"No, I'll do that because if Patrick sees you, then he'll probably kill you. But I promise that I won't make a run for it and leave the rest of you." Emily told them. She bent down and gave all three of them a hug individually. "I'll be back soon." She whispered to them so that Patrick couldn't hear her and made her way out of the door but closing it after her so that if Patrick came back down, it would look like nothing had changed.
She crept slowly up the stairs bare foot and once she reached the computer room she made sure that Patrick wasn't in there so she could sneak past.
Sadly she didn't know where she was going so took her time in her new surroundings. A few metres to the right of computer room door, there was a pair of double doors which she presumed Patrick had went.
Emily tip-toed over to the door and placed her hand on the door handle. Opening the door slightly, she peeked out and once the path was clear, she slipped outside into the only naturally lit corridor.
