Prentiss

Hours past before the door unlocked and opened again. Savannah and JJ had been sleeping for a while and I prayed the door wouldn't wake them; they could at least have a little time with no worrying and no fear. The buzz sounded and I saw Morgan reposition himself subtly to have easy access to the gun I had handed him. Clyde still sat on the other side of the cage, I was sitting beside Hotch on the ground, and the others were sitting throughout the cage. "Emily, come out. Wake up the blonde and bring her."

I stood up with a sigh and Hotch stood too. He grabbed my wrist to stop me and I looked at him. One of them pointed a gun at him and raised his eyebrows. I kissed Hotch's cheek and he let go unwillingly. "Leave her out of this." I said quietly as I walked out of the cage door, motioning to JJ.

"No, we have orders; she's coming." He banged his gun against the cage loudly and she and Savannah both startled awake. Garcia held Savannah's hand so she wouldn't freak too much and Reid already had his arm around JJ. "You, up." He said to JJ. She looked at Reid briefly before she stood and followed me out of the cage.

One of them went to grab JJ's arm but I stood in his way, caught his hand, and twisted his arm back. Another two moved quickly and took both my arms to pull me back. The kneed me hard in the stomach and dropped to me the ground before adding a few more kicks. I rolled over and coughed a few times. I closed my eyes and brushed my hand over my ribs as they ached. I heard the sound of chains and I heard JJ groan in pain as they sounded like they slid against metal. I felt two of them pull me up to my feet and I opened my eyes to see JJ suspended across from me. My eyes widened and they lifted my hands to cuff them. I tried to struggle and fight back but the punched my stomach hard and I gave in. After I was suspended across from JJ, two of them dragged Clyde into the cage and the four of them left the room as the cage door locked again.

A few seconds of silence passed before I spoke, "Well shit."

"Owwww." JJ complained as she dropped her head back.

"Your arms and shoulders will numb soon," I assured quietly, "You've been in this situation before."

"Still hurts just as much."

I looked up and observed the chain that was linked through a hook on the roof above me and then I followed the chain to where it strayed out to the wall, wrapped around another hook to keep me suspended. I looked at JJ's as well and it was the same setup. A short while of silence passed; none of us knew exactly what to say. My arms were beginning to numb as my shoulders continued to ache badly. The door unlocked and opened again and the same four men came back in. I saw JJ start to panic. "Jayje, look at me."

She shook her head as she heard their footsteps approach her and one pulled a knife out of his jacket. He circled her slowly before he glanced at me and then stood in front of her, his back to me. She still stared at me. He held the bottom of her shirt and quickly ran the blade through from the bottom to the top, cutting the front from her. He slowly ran the side of the blade from her cleavage to the bottom of her stomach, and then across her stomach from one side to the other in line with her belly button. "Please don't." She whispered quietly. I could hear the utter terror in her voice.

"It won't hurt much." He nodded.

"No…no!" She screamed the second he held the blade close to her skin, but he pulled back and looked at her. "Anywhere but there."

"…You're pregnant." He concluded the same as I had. I sobbed quietly as I dropped my head down, not being able to hold it back after that. She and Reid could lose their baby because of me. "Well that makes things a bit more interesting."

"Touch her and I will rip you to pieces." I said as I lifted my head again.

"Boss?" He asked loudly as he stared at me. His boss's voice sounded over the speaker.

"Let the blonde down; we don't want to take a baby's life if we don't need to," He said easily, "Just do twice as much to Emily."

"What about the other two?"

"The doctor wouldn't have done anything to be here other than be intimate with one of the agents. The other is only a computer whiz."

"Only?" Garcia asked quietly in an offended tone.

One of the other men walked to the wall where JJ's chain was tied and he unwound it from the hook before sliding it out as she lowered to the ground softly. At least they had the decency not to hurt someone who had done absolutely nothing to provoke them. They unlatched the cuffs from JJ's wrists and pushed her back to the cage as it buzzed open. She went to Reid immediately and he pushed her slightly behind him, but still kept her close enough to hold her.

"You, you almost ruined us." The one with the knife spoke as he walked towards me slowly.

"I got that close, huh?"

"Well, you're going to pay for it now."

"Wonderful." I said quietly as I looked down. I looked back up when I heard the door open again and someone brought in two cases before walking back out. I watched as two of the men already in here left and the other two put their guns down on a small table in the corner opposite me. I looked at the first case as he opened it and saw all the kinds of knifes contained in it. He put the one he was holding into an empty space of the case. "Jesus." I closed my eyes and took a silent deep breath.

"We can either start with the knifes or I can bring a bamboo stick in; take your pick. While it might not sound like it, the stick is actually very painful. Leaves welts, cuts, scars." He spoke quietly as he moved the knifes around into a new order in the case. "What'll it be?"

"You're going to use both eventually, right? So why let me choose?"

He smirked and nodded as he walked over with one of the knives, "You know, it's a damn shame you won't ever get to see your boyfriend's son again; you were very good for him."

"How long were you watching me, exactly?" I hadn't seen Jack since I came to London.

"Oh, we only started when we realised that you were looking for Alex again. We know that you're good for Jack because we have him, and he obliged to tell us everything he knew about you as soon as we brought the knives out. Henry couldn't tell us as much, obviously because he's a lot younger and you don't live with him, but he shared what he could."

I shook my head and blinked my tears back, "You don't have them."

"Yes, Emily, we do."

"You son of a bitch!" JJ yelled at him as she pushed past Reid and hit the bars hard. I saw tears on her cheeks and Reid pulled her back again as the other guy approached the cage.

The one that had been doing all the talking with me quickly turned the knife around in his hand before ripping it up my shirt and pulled it off me. He cut the sleeves so it would fall and I held my breath as he circled me slowly. I watched him as he came back to face me, but closed my eyes as he quickly slid it across my stomach. I let my breath out slowly so that I wouldn't react and I opened my eyes to look at him again. "I'm not going to get much a reaction from these, am I?" I just stared back at him, but I had to swallow hard to keep it together. He nodded and turned, "Alright, bring in the bamboo stick and take these out, leave the other case." He put the knife back in and closed the case quickly before holding it out to the other guy. He took it and left, and a moment later brought in a long bamboo stick.

"Dan." He said quietly as he handed the stick over. He then left and only 'Dan' remained now. He walked around behind me slowly and I heard his footsteps stop. Only a second past before I felt the stick strike my back hard. I let out a quick, quiet sound of pain. I didn't think it'd hurt as much as it did. After a few seconds, I held my breath as he struck me again, this time capable of containing my cries of pain. He hit me six more times before he walked back around and looked at me. I had only a few tears that had leaked from my eyes from the pain, but I think I had controlled most of my reaction well.

"Well, Emily, you don't seem to be as strong as you look."

"You're not going to antagonise me or break me." I said quietly.

"Tell me, what was your choice of drug as a teenager?" He asked as he threw the stick towards the door and walked over to the closed case that still sat on a table across the room.

"Why?" I asked quietly.

He snickered, "Don't worry about it, I already know that it was heroin." He spoke as he unlocked the case and opened it. I saw six syringes and he took one out, already prepared as he pushed the plunger slightly to make sure the air was out. I took a deep breath as he walked over to me slowly.

"What do I have to do for you to not give that to me?" I asked quietly.

He smirked, "Why? Afraid a little relapse addiction will come your way? Because we'll be using it more than once in your stay here, so that is a possibility." He stood straight as he tied a belt around my arm quickly and pulled it tight enough before flicking the inside of my arm to try and make a vein stand out more, and then he inserted and injected it slowly. I closed my eyes as I felt the liquid enter my arm. The familiarity of it scared me. I opened my eyes again and looked at him as he watched me. After half a minute or so, I felt the euphoria rush over me and my eyes fell shut as I dropped my head down and sighed to myself quietly. "You enjoy that for a while." He said quietly before I heard the door open and close.


After about five hours, I had been injected with more heroin and then they had let me down and put me back into the cage for the night. I had stayed lying in one position against Hotch for hours before the drugs wore off. "How are you feeling?" He asked me quietly.

"I'm coming down." I whispered. He kissed my hair and I felt loved, but I knew that the only things he was thinking about were how we were going to get out of here or where Jack was and if he was okay. He probably didn't give a damn about how I was feeling at all. Savannah walked over quietly and sat at my side before feeling my pulse to ensure my heart rate wasn't abnormal. "I'm okay." I assured her.

"I'm just making sure." She looked at me before standing and making her way back to Morgan, sitting close to his side.

I turned my head and looked up at Hotch, "Would you still love me if I was addicted?"

He didn't hesitate or second guess his reply, "Always." He voice was confident and reassuring.

"Okay good, because he's only given it to me twice and I already want more."

"We'll get through it." He kissed my hair again and I closed my eyes, relieved that he would rather help me than leave me if I struggled after this. If I even got out of this. "I love you."

I smiled up at him, "I love you too." I kissed him softly.

The door unlocked after another hour and three men came in, all standing at the other side of the room and facing the cage with guns at the ready. I heard the buzz and we waited for the voice to sound over the speaker. "Emily, exit the cage." He ordered. I sighed to myself and Hotch squeezed my hand tightly before letting go as I stood. I walked to the cage door and pushed it open as I walked out. "Choose one other member in that cage."

"Why?"

"Choose."

"What am I choosing them for?"

"Just choose or I'll choose for you."

"Are you planning on hurting—"

"Emily! Pick someone!" He cut me off aggressively. I panicked and shook my head.

"Fine, I'll ask for a volunteer. If no one does then—"

"Me. I will." Morgan spoke quickly as he left Savannah's side. She moved quickly towards Hotch and stood behind him. JJ was glued to Reid's side, Rossi was already standing in front of Garcia and Clyde was standing leaning against the cage on his own. I saw Hotch shake his head and run his hand through his hair in stress. He would have rathered be out here than anyone else.

"No." I said to him quietly.

"Relax. I know how to detach myself too, remember?" He said as it buzzed again and he walked through.

"We're going to play a game. The two of you will be given free reign; all my men will be told to leave you be. You have fifteen minutes to search the facility for Jack and Henry. If you find them by then, you can bring them back here with you to their parents. If you don't, then you'll both come back here and no one will see the two boys again. That screen on the wall above my men," We looked at the screen he was referring to as it turned on, "will show four different cameras at a time and will follow you through the facility so your team can watch."

I looked at Morgan beside me and shook my head, "I can't. I haven't slept, and I'm not high anymore but I'm so tired and weak." I spoke to him quiet enough that no one else would hear.

"You can do this. We'll split up, it'll be quicker. We have free reign, there shouldn't be any confrontation. We can do it." He assured quietly. I took a breath and nodded quickly as I looked down.

"Split up; you'll cover more ground quicker." Clyde said.

"No, don't split up; that's too dangerous." JJ disagreed.

"Clyde's right," Morgan looked at them, "We only have fifteen minutes and we don't know how big this place is. We'll have more of a chance if we split." He turned back to look at me and I nodded. I glanced at JJ as she shook her head and buried her face into Reid's chest. I looked at Hotch then; he looked overly worried.

"Your time will start in ten, nine, eight…" He began to count down. The three men walked to the door and opened it, standing silently as they waited. Morgan looked at me as he said go, and I took a deep breath before I nodded and we both walked out, cautious of the three men watching us as we passed them.

We ran down the hall and stopped at an intersection. Left, right, or straight. "For fucks sake."

"Go left, I'll go right." He said quickly. I hesitated before obeying as he ran down the hall to the right.

I ran down the left and stopped at another intersection and I saw two men walking the halls. They saw me and stopped momentarily before they moved to one side and watched me as I decided to turn right. I contemplated looking around for Alex, too, but Jack and Henry were more important; I wouldn't waste the time I didn't have to look for a third person. I turned at a guess and tried doors when I past them. I knew time was passing fast and I began to panic as I stopped and pushed my hair back with both hands as I looked at yet another intersection between halls. Just when I was about to turn right again, I heard something. A voice, a sound, something I couldn't quite make out, but it must have come from the door straight ahead of me. I ran to the door and tried to open it, only to find it locked. I stepped back before I took a deep breath and kicked it hard, breaking the lock as the door swung open harshly. I dropped to my knees after a second and Henry realised it was me. He ran to me quickly and threw his arms around me, tears streaming down his cheeks and his breath uneven. "Emmy." He said quietly.

"It's okay, baby. I'm here, you're okay," I waited for him to part first and I looked at him, "Are you hurt? Are you okay?"

"I'm okay." He nodded.

I nodded, "Okay, let's go find Jack and Morgan and then we'll head back to mummy." I picked him up as he lifted his arms and I held him to me tightly as I walked back out quickly and looked for another room anywhere nearby. "Have you seen Jack?"

"Not for a long time; since we got here."

"Okay, well listen out carefully for him. Can you do that for me?"

"Yeah."

I turned left and looked down the walls for doors as I walked. After what felt like too long, I was trying my hardest to stay calm for Henry, and then I heard Morgan calling my name. I walked quicker around the corner where I heard his voice from, "Jack, Morgan." I said in a relieved voice; we had both of them. They both turned and Jack ran to me. I shifted Henry to one side and hugged Jack at my other, leaning down to kiss his hair as I did. Henry reached for Morgan and he took him from my arms as we ran with the intent of returning to the room, although we were rather lost. Jack stayed latched to my side, his hand in mine; he was terrified.

Once we finally found the room, I entered first to make sure no one was in there, followed by the two boys, and then Morgan. Henry ran straight to the cage where JJ sat up at the front, holding his hand through the bars, Reid at her side.

I turned Jack around quickly to face me, "Are you okay?" I asked him as I looked over him briefly.

"I'm fine," he nodded before he initiated another hug. I held him to me until he let go and then I motioned to Hotch. He turned and ran to the cage to stand in front of Hotch.

I turned to my side and looked at Morgan. He smirked and held his closed fist out. I held mine against his for a few seconds before he grabbed my wrist gently and pulled me to him. I hugged him and closed my eyes, letting my body relax now that I felt safer with him out of the cage and capable of doing something. I fell into him more and I realised how tired I was. He caught me and walked with me towards the wall opposite the door and near the cage, and he made me sit down. He crouched in front of me and looked in my eyes, "You're exhausted. Get some sleep; I'll wake you if I have to go back into the cage, okay?"

I shook my head, "I'm okay." Every time I blinked my eyes felt heavier.

"Emily, please get some sleep?" He was almost begging. I sighed in defeat and nodded. I sat in the most comfortable position I could considering the cold, hard walls and ground, not to mention the injuries I had sustained since arriving here. The welts on my back felt like they were burning and throbbing, but I tried to ignore it the best I could. This was hell, and I honestly didn't even mind the thought of dying at the moment; I have had enough.