Chapter 10
J.J.'s POV
Bound and gagged, J.J. groggily opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry at first, but blinking a bit it began to get clearer. Looking at her surroundings, she noticed that it was very dusty and dry. She was in the back corner of what looked like some sort of shack. She couldn't see who her abductor was, he was out of sight at the moment.
Trying to relive the abduction, she tried to figure out what had gone wrong.
J.J. left Quantico half past ten and arrived at Samarah's, her baby sitter for Henry fifteen minutes later. The drive home was peaceful; nothing seemed out of the ordinary. No one was following her to close; she didn't know who the perpetrator could be. When she got home, she pulled into the garage, unlocked the door into the house and immediately took Henry into his bed room. She went back out into the kitchen and texted Will a couple minutes before eleven. She walked over to the fridge to pull out some cranberry juice when she heard glass brake. Her hands shot down to her gun, dropping the glass she was carrying. She struggled when hands wrapped around her mouth, silencing her screams, but after that she couldn't remember.
She figured she was struck in the head but the worst part was she heard Henry crying for her. She swore, if they did anything to him, she would get her revenge.
Derek's POV
Derek sat in the SUV, the silence in it was uncomfortable. Spencer was staring out the window, probably thinking the same thing he was. Derek was pissed. Anybody who takes one of his team members would surely get hell from him. Oh yes, no one took any of his team members without him putting up a fight. They would find J.J. Alive.
Looking over at Spencer, he had to break the silence; he had to comfort Spencer somehow. "Spencer, look at me."
Spencer hesitated, and then turned his head to glance at Derek.
Derek continued, "We're going to find her."
Spencer's lower lip quivered, "But what if-"
"No what if's. We will find her; do you want to know why? Because Hotch was pissed and when he's angry he gets things accomplished. Plus, she has five other team members who are the best profilers in the world looking for her. Oh no, this son of a bitch won't get far and he won't get away with this. We have to get her back to Will and Henry. Keep a level head, Spence. She needs you to remain calm." Derek said, gently.
Spencer nodded his head. Derek reached over to his shoulder and gently squeezed it, "She's a fighter Spence. We all know that."
He smiled a bit, raising his hand to enclose Derek's. He needed this comfort, this reassurance. They needed to think positively.
Derek dropped his hand onto Spencer's thigh and intertwined their fingers together.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at the house, surrounded by police men.