"Whoever controls the Media, controls the Mind." ~ Jim Morrison
It only took an mear thirty minutes for that malicious reporter to spread the word to every local news outlet that Rossi and Tara were actually alive as well. What better a story than Famous FBI Profiler and World Renowned Writer David Rossi coming back from the dead. The crazy resurrection of people needed a face and what better than a famous one. Now all they needed was for Agent Rossi to step out of the house just once to prove he's alive.
Emily peeked out her apartment window to see a horde of reporters waiting and talking to their cameras. She immediately flipped her phone open and called the Director of the FBI.
"Sir we have a problem."
"What's going on Agent Prentiss. I'm watching the news right now and your apartment is all over it. What's this about Agent Rossi and Lewis still being alive?" He asked as he stared at the screen.
"Sir they are alive but they won't be if whoever crashed our jet finds out they are. These reporters are jeopardizing my team's lives sir. I need backup sent to disperse them before Buero SUVs come pick us up. We need to get back to Quantico, I think we need to start from the beginning and by that I mean the plane crash that started it all a month ago. We need to figure out who did it, why they did it and if they're connected to what's been going on. If they are we need to know how and why they are bringing people back from the dead."
"Alright I'll send both local police and some of our own to disperse the reporters. Three SUVs will arrive to bring you to headquarters in an hour with an armed escort. The hour give us time to clear the area of any plane clothes journalists or reporters before brining Agent Rossi and Agent Lewis out in the open. This is risky business. If someone finds out they're alive the BAU is going to be basically useless until the media buzz dies down so don't get caught."
"Yes sir."
"Agent Prentiss I expect updates on your investigation into this. We need to know what's going on here, this doesn't feel right. Something bigger is in play, a man doesn't bring people back to life for the fun of it, he's got a bigger plan in store. Find out what it is, before we find out the hard way," and with that he hung up.
True to his word five minutes later sirens could be heard and reporters were being forced to leave. For the next hour agents were catching reporters and journalists trying to sneak in the area. It got to a point where they blocked off a mile in every direction before bringing in the SUVs and armed escorts.
As soon as Emily spotted them she turned to everyone sitting in the living room, "Alright so here's how it's going to go. Myself, Reid, Penelope and Luke will be in car one, Dave, Tara, Matt, and J.J. will be in car two, Krystall, Mr. Lewis, Gabriel, Joy, and Portia you will be in the last car. Car one will go out first everyone is to wait till S.W.A.T. is right outside the door and then keep your head down and stay between them the entire run to the SUV. Is that understood?"
Everyone nodded and Emily knocked on her front door to let the guys know that they were ready to load up. The second they knocked back the first group was out the door and to the SUV and so it went until everyone was loaded up and on their way to Quantico.
When they reached the base Dave immediately lead his family to stay in his office. He wanted them close by but not within earshot of what they were about to discuss.
"Alright while we wait on all the files from the crash to be sent over I think we need to try and figure out what we all remember happening. And I think we need to start with the two people who remember the least," Emily took command as she looked between Dave and Tara.
"I'll start," Tara volunteered. "I remember sitting across from you, Emily, on the jet on our way home. I must have fallen asleep at some point though because the next thing I remember is waking up the the jet shakinging and Dave complaining about turbulence, then we started to dive so I put my seatbelt on. There was an explosion at some point because the jet started to roll and I remember seeing Rossi go flying. I tried to grab you but you were just out of reach. That's all I remember though, I can't remember the crash itself actually happening or really anything after that. I just remember feeling cold and at some point opening my eyes and staring at the building Luke lived in. I don't remember how I got there though."
"I remember the moment the plane rolled and I was thrown from my seat hitting a wall. All I felt was fear coursing through me at that point. I remember getting a glimpse of J.J. trapped under a part of the plane as I dragged myself away from the wreckage. She was unconscious and I remember it being hard to breath, like someone had sucked the air out of me. I remember sitting up against a tree and feeling panicked because I couldn't feel anything below my waist. I couldn't move anything below my waist and I could see a bone sticking out of my leg but I couldn't feel any pain. I blacked out after that but I remember hearing someone crying and a soft voice every once in a while before total darkness took over. Next thing I know I'm in front of Emily's apartment with no idea of how I got there and I panicked. Ran up and started banging on her door hoping she was awake or even home," Dave explained.
"So wait both of you arrived outside a team member's home but neither of you remember how?" Reid asked.
"Dave you were covered in dirt and mud and you clothes, which were not what you were buried in were ripped and torn…" Emily halted as her eyes went wide. "You were wearing what you were in when the jet crashed."
"Wait what?" Matt questioned.
"No, Emily's right," Luke agreed as he looked over to Tara. "If I remember correctly then you were also in the same clothes as you were when we crashed."
"Well how is that possible? I thought those clothes were tossed?"
"They were or at least they were supposed to be," Emily agreed.
"Guys I think there's more to this crash than meets the eye and I think it's going to be one hell of a ride trying to figure out why or rather who," Matt said.
"Well then let's get started," Penelope greeted as she pushed a cart of files in the room.
"That's a lot of information and clues for a jet crash," Reid commented.
"Well boy genius that is because it is also files on the newly resurrected citizens as well as the crash."
"Let's dig in."
"Truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a time, but it ain't goin away." ~ Elvis Presley
