Chapter 11

JJ sat in shock at the scene in front of her.

"Oh my-" she caws cut off by a body behind her that picked her up. She wriggled and screamed in his tight grasp. She shoved her elbow back into his nose. Blood immediately gushed. He dropped her to the ground, she let out a grunt. JJ scrambled to her feet, eager to escape Patrick. She ran out of the room in a dead sprint. Patrick was still trying to recover from the blow, he stumbled out of the room. She quickly turned right down the long hallway and sprinted to the first door in sight. Her body throbbed at the recent movement. JJ threw open the door. Empty. She shut it again and continued running. She came to a left turn at the end of the hallway. It was a staircase. Just as she turned Patrick had fully recovered from the blow, he was running at her, a murderous gaze in his dark eyes. He was yelling like a mad man. She ran up the staircase skipping two stairs at a time. She was purely running on adrenaline. She could hear Patrick breathing heavily and gaining ground on her frail lead. The first place she came to at the top of the stairs was the kitchen, she saw a cell phone on the dirty counter and lunged for it. She flipped it open quickly and dialed 911.

"911, what's your emergency?" A calm voice said through the receiver.

"Help!" JJ cried.

Patrick had made it up the stairs, his eyes her blazing and his face was red as a tomato. He looked so violently JJ knew that when he caught her, he was going to kill her. Brutally. He jumped at her and she dodged it easily at the last second. Patrick couldn't stop his momentum and slammed his head into the counter top, once again, blood immediately gushed. An ugly scream escaped his chapped mouth. He recovered quicker than the last time and lunged at JJ once more. This time he didn't miss. He tackled her to the floor with a thud. But very efficient.

"Miss? Are you alright? What's your location?" The soothing voice came out slightly more worried and frazzled. JJ screamed as he grabbed a kitchen knife, JJ grabbed the fallen phone and spoke faster than she fever had.

"I am an FBI agent. I have been kidnapped! Trace the phones loca-" she was cut off again by Patrick. This time it was a swift kick to the broken ribs. JJ immediately saw stars and gasped for air, a cry of immense pain escaped her lips.

"Are you seriously hurt?" The operator asked.

Patrick pulled JJ up to her feet by her neck. He was still gripping the knife with white knuckles.

"I wasn't going to kill you yet, but you have left me no choice." Patrick growled. He threw JJ back to the hard ground and straddled her petite waist.

"No!" JJ screamed. She could heard the phone cut out from across the floor. stall JJ, stall.

"Wait! If your going to kill me, tell me why." JJ spit out.

"Why? I will tell you why. And I will make Agent Hotchner watch." Patrick said and picked up JJ. The knife fell to his side, but he still clutched it as though it was his lifeline.

"Tell me where your brother is!" Morgan screamed for the fifth time.

"I said I want a lawyer." Patrick Gless' twin brother, Simon Gless, retorted. Morgan groaned, rolled his eyes, and reluctantly left the interrogation room.

"What are we going to do?" Emily asked as Morgan closed the door. He looked regretfully at her bruised face, she had one large bruise that spread from her lower cheek across her jaw. She had some bruised ribs and a minor concussion, but she was tough. Emily didn't have weakness and she sure as hell didn't show it. At least that's what she kept telling herself.

"Honestly I don't know." Morgan answered.

A young delivery-looking boy came walking in.

"Agent Rossi?" The boy had a surprisingly low voice.

"That's me." Rossi said and stepped forward.

"I am suppose to tell you, a 911 call came in from one of your missing agents." He handed Rossi a recorded version of the call. Rossi ran back to the temporary conference room and shoved the recording into his temporary laptop and pressed play. Morgans phone started to buzz so he quietly left the room. JJ's anguished cries and screams filled the room. Finally the call ended and Morgan walked back into the room.

"Garcia got a hit on Patricks cell phone!" Morgan shouted. Everyone nodded there heads, not even surprised. They already knew the good news.

"I have the address on my phone." Morgan said and ran out of the room. The team followed quickly.

They were going to find them!

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