Chapter 14: The Big Night

Emily POV...

I shifted around the bed, from one side to another, trying to find that spot where I could feel comfortable. But, sadly there was no such place anymore. I was restless. Maybe, I was sad deep inside.

The night had reached his deepest phase. I sat up. The room was dimmed in light now. And, there was pure silence everywhere. Somehow, I felt nervous. Like, something bad would happen if I didn't do anything about it. In middle of the night, I was on the verge of panic attack.

In one week, we got Garcia killed, Spencer locked in deal, Morgan and Hotch trapped in harsh camp. The level of trouble we were in suddenly got to me. So, out of nowhere, I checked the knob of the door and found it to be unlocked. A flicker of hope came alive. I looked back at JJ and Rossi deep asleep and let myself out of the room. I walked in the long hallway for the third time. I knew where this ended, there was a large door to a big hall with columns. I sneakily returned to the same column I had visited few nights ago.

I could sense footsteps, but still far. I peeked out from the column to see many doorways in the circular dome shaped hall, one of which was guarded by the men. I took my shoes off and stepped on the cold marble floor. I, then kneeled and started to crawl ever so softly to the nearest column.

Adrenaline rushed into my veins as I lowered again to crawl to yet another column, almost slithering on the floor as my ears stood straight listening to the men chat. My heart pounded when I finally hid behind the column right across the guards. I was so close to them. A slight error, or mere noise was the difference to my death now.

With eyes full of dreams, of freedom, of brining JJ back to Henry, Hotch back to Jack and Spencer back to me, I chose a doorway to exist. I wanted to save my Spencer before he got wasted away by the Royal family. Emily wanted nothing more but to touch his face once again, look into his vulnerable eyes and tell him how much she loved him.

So, the men shifted around and my heart fell down to my stomach. I reclaimed myself as they continued to walk towards the column. I pressed myself against it as it now dictated my future. I folded more inwards trying to almost disappear. Sweat starting to appear on my forehead, every muscle of my body was tense, fuelled to flee. I closed my eyes and the footsteps got even closer. Maybe, they could hear my heart pounding so loud. Now, they stood right beside the column with their faces towards each other. They had large guns, appearing only inches away from me now.

This moment decided it all. I stopped breathing, minimizing any noise. With a long cruel minute passing, they finally decided to stroll away, still chatting. I exhaled lightly. With sweat, my palms were wet. I waited until a safe distance was established again. I placed my slippery palms and knees back on the floor and gradually crawled away from the column to the next one across the room. I didn't turn to spot the men during that phase. I was just too afraid.

It was the distance of few meters but it felt like I was running for miles. I was now, in the darker part of the hall. I saw there were only two columns to the left before I could reach a doorway leading somewhere out. What laid out beyond these boundaries was still a mystery to me, a huge risk.

I could potential die tonight or escape to save the rest tomorrow. The second part of the thought pumped unlimited amounts of adrenaline in me. I was ready to fight off any hurdle like how my Spencer was fighting for the rest of us. This time, I slithered across and rushed to the doorway in one go.

As, I crossed the second column, I slipped with sweat and tension, and crushed on the floor with a loud thud. Every neuron inside me fired in panicked. The men shifted lifting their guns while I struggled to get back up. I knew I was in a grave trouble.

I rose up as they spotted me. In microsecond, I was up on my feet again and rushing out to the doorway in one breathe. I dared not look behind anymore and then they shot a fire. Right before it could hit me, I turned swiftly over the wall from the doorway and landed in a long brick corridor. Unaware of where it could lead me, I had no choice but to run for my life now.

I ran faster and faster, accelerating as more shots fired near me and they too appeared in the walkway. The chased me like how furiously predators ran after their prey. I pushed harder against the floor to get away. A bullet gushed inches from my head, my hair band fell, my hairs swayed around. The men yelled orders but I was high on escaping. I rather die in the name of effort than in misery. At least, I chose to fight as long as I could.

Every muscle contracted insanely until finally an open way led me away from their guns momentarily. It a large garden. Suddenly, cold grass replaced the hard dusty floor and I continued to run in the dark. The night sky was clear, with sparkling stars and the moon, Mr. Happy. They too witnessed me living my last moments on this planet.

Then, loud noises ate away all silence when array of bullets were sprayed all around me. I knew more men had joined them by now. I tucked around madly trying to dodge death here and there. The garden spanned few meters with large trees and flower fields. I continued running as now a full army of men were chasing me down. I knew I was crying and the fast wind blew my tears off my face. I was out of breath almost exhausted. Another bullet and it hit right at my right ankle and with momentum my speed throw me off the ground as I rolled away from the grass into a flower field. The pain excruciated from my foot, almost unbearable as the bullet continued to rip my ankle bone and muscle apart. I drank up my screams. The men were coming close. I laid down in the field trying to melt into the mud, taking the flowers refuge. The army passed right by me, missing my body. The darkness was on my side but my breathes were heavier. It was harder to hold my breathes any longer. I opened my eyes and saw the clear dark sky, thousands of miles away, staring down at me. The moon sparkled and it smiled back me. There were flowers in the way. I gently moved some away from my sight, they were definitely some kind of lilies.

I gently, peeked up and shifted over my stomach to watch the army spread out. Each man went on its way. The garden must be closed from all corners. They knew I was hiding somewhere here. The only way out was back into the corridor and into the dome shaped hall and exit from another doorway. But, I was beyond scared and tired. My foot was bleeding and a whole army was hunting me down. All odds were against me. I laid back down as the cold mud touched my face. The tears pressed out from my eyes as I panicked to no exist possible.

I knew this was it. I would get up to ran back and the bullets would claim my body. Then, in few minutes I would be dead without ever marrying Spencer, without ever saying goodbye to him, again. Anger and sadness finally blocked all my thoughts, I was almost blinded by fear. With no further hope, I pluck the lilies off the ground, and grabbed some rocks. I clutched the flowers tight, like I was holding Spencer's hand.

With one foot still supporting every cell's life, I revealed myself out from the field, my long hairs hid my face and while dragging my bleeding foot with rest of my body I chose to ran back to the entrance. A man was hiding behind the tree right in front, looking the other way. I attacked him from behind and shoved the rocks right in his eyes, with pain he fired his gun around. I pushed him off as his let go of his gun bawling. The rocks were now stuck in his eyes, bleeding him out, blinding him. Without any thought, I grabbed his gun and counting 3, 2, 1 I ran off to the entrance where I came from. A few men were already standing there, aiming guns at me. I said my prayers as I continued to ran to them, in the dark their guns lighting up with fire, with bullets passing near me, missing me by chance. I fired back, in the dark. All what Morgan had trained me went out the window, with no cover I continued to release the trigger firing all bullets I had. Another bullet ripped my thigh, I recoiled but kept running.

"Will you marry me someday too?" I heard Spencer's voice from the day we danced together.

I knew not where had all the courage erupted but it was only one man left at the entrance. The rest were catching up from my behind. With a final bullet in my gun, I killed the man and slammed the gun on his head before running away into the long corridor. A chaotic noise was uplifting, with blast after blast, louder than anything ever. I could feel my ankle bone twisting badly as it gliding against the hard floor.

I knew, I was on the last few pumps of adrenaline and was going down any minute. More footsteps were approaching from the front. I was about to be trapped in bullets. With no way out now, I quiet running, almost out of breathe, out of life. I was crying, vision blurry, behind me a trail of blood from my broken foot. I brought this upon myself. Garcia was gone and so would be me. I closed my eyes.

" I would do anything to keep us alive too"

I zoned out, remembering what I had told Spencer the other day. With split seconds left in my death, I opened my eyes again, for the last time, looking for something to vanish me. The left side of the corridor had the railing where one could jump off and exist the building. But, it was very high to get down alive anyways. I turned my sight down. My feet was a mesh now, right beside it a gutter.

A bullet crossed my path and I knew my time was over. With last ounce of energy, I madly lifted the lid off the gutter and jumped inside the darkness and unbearable fumes. I placed the lid back on and heard more bullets shot. I remained still, closing my eyes.

It was a sound of battle, more bullets, more footsteps, more yelling, more blasts, more chaos, more trouble and less time. Within minutes, I knew they had lost me and were frantically looking around. I sat still as once again silence fell. The men were gone to find me. I let my tightly clutched fist open to find the lilies all meshed up. I fell down, in the tight, dark, airless space into dirty water. I was beyond tired and had nothing left in me to move. But, I was still alive. Tonight was nothing but miracle.

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