Here's another chapter, I intended to make it longer but felt that where it ended was appropriate and I didn't want to ruin the affect. The next chapter will sort of wrap it up and then there will be one more after that. I hope you enjoy! Happy Reading! Oh I did want to mention that I did take a little segment from Season 4 Omnivore.
"I lost contact with Garcia." Hotch said angrily.
"What do you mean you lost contact with Garcia?"
"I don't know Dave she was talking and then she wasn't. I heard a gasp…"
"You heard a gasp? Do you think there in trouble?"
"I don't know." Hotch said frustrated.
"What do we do?" Rossi asked anxiously waiting for a response.
"I don't know." Hotch put the car in park on the side of the road. He slammed his fist against the steering wheel. Both men sat in silence for a moment and then Hotch spoke, "Dave if we go back we lose the men we're following…"
"We've already lost them without Garcia."
"We could at least search the area and maybe come across something. If we go back we may lose this lead for good, and who knows we may have already lost Garcia and Reid."
"I've been thinking. This has all been planned from the beginning. He wanted us to come to London, he was waiting for us."
"So what, he kills all of us to torture Emily."
"Maybe. Garcia and Reid are missing; they had to know where we were staying. Who else would be after us?"
The car was silent again
"What have I done? I've endangered the whole team and I may never see Emily again. Who knows we may not make it through the night."
Rossi pulled out his gun and held it out for Hotch to take, "Here go ahead. Just kill us now and get it over with. Your right it is your fault, you endangered all of us. And Emily, well you'll never see her again so go ahead, end it and leave Jack without a father."
"Again, Dave, don't you think that is a little dramatic?"
"It worked last time."
Hotch finally grinned, "Thanks."
"No problem, now what are we going to do?"
Before Hotch could answer, his phone rang. He pulled it out and didn't recognize the number. "Hotchner."
"Hotch its JJ and Morgan. You're on speaker." JJ said.
"Are you all okay?" Hotch said putting his own phone on speaker for Rossi to be able to hear.
"Yeah, we had some dudes following us. We got into a fight, we both lost our phones and I put my tracking device in one of their pockets and JJ lost hers."
"How about Garcia and Reid?" Rossi asked.
"They're gone and there is blood on the floor. Do you think Richard has them?" JJ asked.
"Yes, but his name is not Richard its Liam Jackson, the man Interpol is trying to catch. We don't need to waste anytime, is there any way you can use Garcia's computer to see where the tracking devices are located?"
JJ and Morgan made their way to Garcia's computer and Morgan sat down at the keys. "Hotch, her program has the tracking devices listed by name. You and Rossi are about a quarter of a mile away from mine and it is sitting still, Reid's is moving closer to your vicinity."
Hotch got an idea. "Here's what were going to do. JJ and Morgan bring Garcia's computer and use the communication devices to keep us updated on Reid's location. You meet us here and if I'm right Reid and Garcia are headed to Emily, where your device is currently located. When you get here we will check it out."
"Were on it. We will let you know when were in transit." Morgan said.
"See you soon." Hotch said, then they all hung up.
Rossi looked to Hotch, "You think this is going to work?"
"It has to." Hotch replied sticking in his ear piece, along with Rossi doing so as well.
JJ and Morgan pulled up behind Hotch and Rossi shortly after Reid's tracking device had crossed paths with Morgan's. The four members exited their vehicles to formulate a plan.
Hotch and Rossi were a little taken back when they first saw JJ and Morgan. They looked a little rough. Morgan had a little dried blood trailing out of the corner of his mouth, his face was covered in dirt, his jacket was tore and he had a bruise showing on his right cheek. JJ had a prominent bruise that had formed around her left eye and one that had formed on the left side of her cheek. Her fair skinned hands, now stuck out like a sore thumb with the redness and swelling from the punches she threw.
Hotch squinted his eyes as he examined their faces. He put his hand gently under JJ's chin and turned it slightly where he could see the bruises better. "Are you okay?" Hotch asked.
"I'm fine, really." She said giving a smile.
"How about your sholdur?" Hotch asked letting his hand fall back to his side.
"Hotch, its fine." JJ said trying to play off the immense amount of pain she was feeling, knowing good and well Hotch could see right through her.
Hotch pulled her jacket back and saw the blood starting to show on her blouse. "JJ I can't let you go with us."
"Hotch, you can't stop me. I'm going, we're in this together. Emily, Reid, and Garcia need our help, besides you would do the same thing."
Hotch reluctantly complied, she was right he would do the same thing so he said, "Fine but your getting it looked at when were done."
"Fair enough." She said.
"So what's the plan?" Morgan asked.
"We walk from here, very casually and act as if we are just tourists experiencing the night life of London. We work our way towards the location of the tracking devices and we get our family back. Sound like plan?"
They all nodded and began the quarter mile walk to what would be an eventful evening.
They were tough and here in London when lives were at risk, they were relentless. Despite the bruises, pain, suffering, and being completely exhausted they were determined. Nothing would stand in their way, especially when it came to their own family, even if it meant risking their own lives. Yes they were FBI agents but here they were vigilantes, still they abided by the oath they took stating:
"I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God."
Hope you liked it and I'll try to post again soon!