Chapter 13

"JJ." Keslie whispered through crushing sobs.

The cry was heart breaking and JJ reached for her younger sister, but as to be expected, her captor's large arms kept her from touching Keslie and let out a greedy laugh. JJ grunted and attempted to escape the mans hard grasp. She sent an elbow back into his gut, something she had learned during her training. It was effective and the man behind her's death grip loosened extremely. JJ used this moment of weakness to try and help Keslie, but surprisingly, Zane's voice had a hold over her. She froze as his deadly words flowed through her ears.

"Don't think I won't shoot her." Zane growled as he pushed the gun harder against Keslie's head. Keslie let out a small gasp of fright and stared at JJ, aching for help.

The blow came so quickly and JJ fell to the floor clutching her abdomen. The man, Micheal Keele, sent another punch into her ribs as JJ began coughing and gasping for breath.

"I suggest you don't fight." Michael growled as he resumed his hold on JJ's body. "Let's go."

"Wait, the note." Zane said.

Michael nodded and let go of JJ.

"Don't try anything stupid." Michael said and walked to the small kitchen. He pulled out a small piece of paper and wrote one simple sentence.

"Went back to Virginia."

Obviously these men were goons, all the girls stuff was still at the hotel and the team would know they would never do something like that, let alone the paper was not written in either of their handwriting. The men had basically just set themselves up to fail, but JJ kept quiet and gave Keslie a reassuring nod.

The pair were pushed out of the room and as inconspicuously as possible, they were taken to the back of the building and shoved into the back of a windowless van. They were stripped of cellphones, weapons and anything else the girls could have used to their advantage.

The team had reasoned that Zane had been directly put in Keslie's life, due to his fathers obsession with drugs. JJ and Keslie's dad had been Micael Keele's dealer. Something went wrong and that's how the parents were killed. Zane was told to become as close to Keslie as possible so Michael Keele could have some sort of leverage if things went wrong, however that plan must have been foiled too, because they went directly after the parents.

Why?

"I'm going to call JJ and check on Kes." Morgan said and left the room.

He dialed quickly and was surprised to hear it go straight to voicemail. He called Keslie's phone and received the same result. He called a few more times to each cell phone until he could no longer hide his frustration and anxiety, he rushed back into the room the team was occupying.

"They aren't answering." Morgan said.

"Calm down, that could mean anything." Hotch reasoned.

"What have we done." Morgan mumbled as he began pacing and rubbing his head with his hand.

"Call again." Hotch ordered.

Morgan didn't argue and quickly dialed the numbers again. Once more it went to voice mail and Morgan was further frustrated.

"Let's get to the hotel, now." Hotch said as the team rushed out.

JJ and Keslie's hands had been bound behind their backs by zip tie as well as a cloth gag in each of their mouths. To say Keslie was scared was a giant understatement, the young girl had been so upset the two men had to pull over and drug Keslie into submission. JJ did her best to stop them from drugging Keslie. She knew how addictive it could be. However, the two men were unforgiving.

JJ sucked on her bleeding lip with a grimace at the sting. Keslie was still unconscious and JJ was worried about her health. How much did they give her? What if they gave her too much and she never woke up?

No.

JJ needed to focus on an escape plan. In her weakened and restrained state, she had little hope for anything, not to mention her unconscious sister beside her. JJ looked at the Keslie with an overwhelming sense of love. In the past short time the girls had spent together, Keslie had become nothing short of JJ's best friend. It helped to know the girls had endured the same torture, they could relate over something and it gave them the safety each felt they needed. Without warning JJ fell into one of her brutal flashbacks. It had been years since she had let this happen, but in that moment it had taken over and JJ was helpless to do anything.

JJ was 15 and in her sophomore year of high school. It had been a big adjustment and JJ wasn't adapting as well as she should have been. With her troubled home life, friends weren't easy to come by. She constantly pushed people away for fear of them hurting her just like everyone she had come to know. Her mother had just remarried a man named Joey. Ever since she had met the man, she had, had a bad feeling about him. During the first month of their marriage, JJ made sure to keep her distance. But as time progressed her stepfather had taken a liking to the blonde 15 year old. JJ clearly remembered the first time her step dad had hit her.

JJ's life changed even more dramatically than she could have thought possible. When her dad committed suicide and she had finally been cleared to come back home from the hospital, she thought her life would resume to a unique sort of normal. JJ had never been so wrong.

It was a late Monday night. JJ had just returned home from soccer tryouts and was ecstatic to tell her mother that she had made varsity team, but as she entered her house, she found her mom a bloody mess in the corner, barely breathing and her step dad was a raging lunatic. Her mothers blood covered his hands and JJ froze in the doorway at the horrible sight. His facial expression immediately changed to a greedy psychopath, and he rushed at her. He pulled her into the house, shut the door and locked it behind her.

JJ had been so young and naive, she felt as though she didn't even fight back. She just let him beat the living tar out of her. She would offer the best self defense she could, and yelled for him to stop, but that only resulted in little to no effect. JJ learned quick that if she was as quiet and defenseless as possible she would not be hurt as bad, but the beatings would still continue, no matter how good JJ thought she was being. It only stopped when her mother regained consciousness and convinced Joey to stop his vicious attack. Joey did as said, and made his way to Sandy Jareau. The rest came so fast, JJ only remembered it as a blurry episode.

One thing was very clear.

Joey raped her mother right in front of her eyes.

JJ didn't sleep for weeks. Only an troublesome hour or two here and there. While her mother had become pregnant with Keslie.

JJ's face was covered in tears and she couldn't help the remaining sobs from the lasting effect of her violent flashback as the van doors swung open. JJ shielded her eyes from the light and quickly ceased her tears, as if on command.

"What's wrong with you?" Michael growled.

"You'll regret everything you've ever done to my family." JJ threatened with a deep glare.

The two locked eyes for a moment, but soon after Michael broke his stare and beckoned Zane to come grab Keslie. Michael proceeded to grab JJ. JJ began screaming at the top of her lungs. She knew full well that most likely it would result in some brutal punches, but maybe, just maybe someone would hear and come to her rescue. But she quickly stopped screaming when she hear Michael's deep throaty laugh echo. JJ opened her eyes and looked around.

Just like her dream, she was surrounded by trees.

Their chances of escape plummeted as the two men pushed the girls into a dark log cabin. The door was soon locked and JJ's heart sunk to the pit of her stomach.