Disclaimed!

Let me know what you think, I wasn't sure if this chapter actually works or not, I had a few other ideas but this is the one I decided on, so your thoughts are welcomed!

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JJ groaned in pain, a soft hand was tangled in her hair and she could hear a soft sobbing. Trying to push herself off the ground she realised her head was leaning on her son's small lap as he tried to wake her up. Opening her eyes as much she could, JJ could see the tears that were stained down Henry's cheeks, and the liaison felt her own tears start to fall. Partly due to fear of what was too come and part in relief that her son was with her. "Oh bubba, are you okay?" She pulled him to a hug as close as she could to her aching body, letting him press into her crushed ribs.

Henry raised his right arm to his mommy's face before speaking through a sob. "Your head hurts"

"I'll be fine bubba" JJ kissed the top of his head, not wanting any distance between her and her young son.

After what could have been hours sitting cuddling and comforting her upset son, JJ stared at the only exit out of the room, a steel grey door. There were no windows and the only light came from a small ventilation fan at the top of a wall and from the little gap under the steel door.

Slowly standing up, JJ felt a sharp pain scream through her entire body as she stumbled towards the door, with Henry clinging onto her leg. Unsurprisingly the door was locked but the room was filled with industrial debris that she thought could be used in defence. JJ sat Henry down in the far corner of the room, talking to him soothingly as she searched the trash on the floor.

"Mommy" Henry called out in a whisper, his little face became white, frozen with fear as JJ turned to see the thug that attacked her when she was defenceless. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Without hesitation JJ threw the wooden sign she had in her hand in the attacker's face, before leaning down to pick up whatever she could reach as he stumbled towards her. Henry began to cry as he watched them struggle on the floor. JJ whimpered as he threw another punch to her side but as he raised his hand again, JJ's fingers touched something cool and with the little energy she had left she began to hit his head continuously until he fell backwards with a deep cut on his head, pooling with blood.

JJ cried out in pain as she sat up to see her son cowering in the corner. Crawling over to him, the agent avoided the groaning man on the ground as she comforted the small boy. "Baby I need you to stand up and come with me"

"Mommy?" Henry looked at the injured man as he slipped in and out of consciousness.

JJ soothed down her son's hair before weakly standing up. "I know baby, but we need to go now, okay?"

As JJ guided Henry out of the darkened room and out of the building, she realised that they were in an apparently normal looking street. It was the early hours of the morning, a soft grey light hazily lit the abandoned street but a van was parked up and a few people were carrying boxes into a building, at the bottom of the road with a light still on.

JJ hesitantly walked with Henry up to one of the Middle Eastern men that had stopped in concern as they watched a bloodied JJ, stumble onto the path with her young son. "I need to use your phone"

"Are you okay Miss?" He caught her hand as she began to cough.

"I need to use your phone" JJ wheezed, her hand firmly held Henry's as he hid behind her leg.

An older man stepped out of the convenience store, eyeing JJ wearily. "Look I want no trouble"

JJ straightened herself as best she could. "I'm FBI and I need to use your phone"

The elder Middle Eastern man nodded, "Come with me, here use my son-in-law's cell and I'll call an ambulance"

"Thank you" JJ smiled gratefully, watching Henry carefully as he accepted a soft drink of the younger man.

JJ dialled the familiar number with shaking hands and sighed, a breath of relief as it was answered. "Hotchner"

"Aaron, I need you to come and get us" JJ tried to control the quiver in her voice

She could hear gasps in the background as Hotch replied softly. "JJ where are you?"

"A shop called Sal's, I think we're somewhere in downtown DC" The son in law nodded, as he crouched down to talk to Henry.

"Garcia's tracing the call, are you both okay?" Hotch whispered in concern

JJ sniffled before she could reply, the ability to talk to Hotch had calmed the fear that had over taken her entire body. "Yeah... I don't know, the owner's calling an ambulance"

"We're on our way Jaje, just hang tight" Hotch informed her reassuringly

JJ sat on the floor next to Henry, letting his head fall to her arm tiredly, yet he still managed to tightly hold onto his drink. Hearing the unit chief's heavy breathing, JJ kissed her son's head before whimpering the profiler's name, "Aaron..."

"I'm coming for you, JJ?" He stated more firmly, needing her to know that he was there for her.

"Just hurry" JJ chuckled through the pain and the tears she didn't realise was falling.

The assumed shop owner brought out a warm cloth for JJ's facial injuries and placed his hand on top of hers warmly as he began to wipe away some of the dried blood, "We on our way" Hotch reiterated softly, "I'm on my way, Jaje"

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