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Hotch grimaced as a sharp pain wrapped around his chest; but he refused to take any of the pain meds the doctor had prescribed for his broken ribs. Not when JJ needed him. And needed him quickly.
And he stood in the exact spot where JJ had been taken from; JJ had been abducted again. Under his watch and the guilt already building was horrendous. A sworn of agents and technicians had descended on the scene and Hotch watched as they meticulously searched the wrecked SUV, looking for any shred of evidence to find their colleague.
And all he could do was stand there; almost in shock. He knew now what had transpired; the seizure had been caused by "them" it was a trap to get JJ out of the house. To gain easy access to her; and it had worked well. His stomach sank further at the thought of JJ waking up and realizing he had failed her. "We're coming JJ," he whispered, "we are coming."
He had been standing near the scene for close to forty five minutes when his phone began to ring; it was Garcia. Morgan must have told her and Hotch knew she would be hysterical. "Garcia," he answered the phone, ready to try and calm her down.
"Hotch! Was JJ wearing a bracelet when you put her in the SUV?" She asked frantically.
Hotch shook his head, "What? A bracelet?"
"Yes, a silver bracelet, did you see it on her?"
"I wasn't paying attention to her jewelry Garcia." He huffed, wondering why she was obsessed about a damn bracelet.
"Hotch, I gave her a gift. She thinks its just a memento from Will and Henry; she wouldn't take it off…"
"Get on with it Garcia," He growled, wasting valuable time searching for JJ.
"The bracelet is another GPS. She has no clue because I didn't want to risk anyone over hearing. I had a feeling they would come back; I gave her the bracelet knowing she would not take it off."
Hotch's eyes went wide and he yelled for Morgan, Emily and Reid to join him. "Is it on?" His heart soared silently thanking Garcia and knowing he would have to give her a raise. Hell, he would pay for it out of his pocket at this point.
"I think so, I am getting a ping from about forty five minutes away from you. I cannot see anything around it but farm land and a small old house."
"Garcia, you…" Hotch shook his head, heading for one of the SUV's. "Garcia, get SWAT and the HRT heading that way; get a medical chopper on standby. We don't know her condition; Ross is coming with us."
Hotch ignored the pain as they jumped into one of the waiting SUVs. "Send us the coordinates baby girl," Morgan spoke, turning on the lights and sirens as he sped down the road.
"Ross," Hotch turned back to the doctor, "We will get JJ out, do not follow us," Hotch commanded, "Our hostage rescue team and SWAT are meeting us there." He paused for a brief moment, "I need you to take care of JJ once she is out. Garcia already has a medical chopper on standby."
Ross nodded, ready for this nightmare to be over. "Hotch, the seizure she had could be devastating. I cannot guarantee she has even come out of it yet;" Ross explained. "Most likely she is still unconscious, or if she is conscious I would prepare for her to be combative and aggressive. " His voice dropped; and his mind began racing. He hoped the seizure had stopped, he hoped JJ was safe but he prayed she was alive.
Ross listened as the team planned the raid, he watched as the skilled group quickly came up with a plan that involved at least twenty over people; a well-coordinated plan that took place in less then half an hour. And he remained silent as Morgan turned off the lights and sirens before pulling up next to numerous other agents.
"Agent Jareau is in desperate need of medical attention," Ross heard Morgan say to the group waiting. "We have a skilled doctor that will attend to her once she is located. There is a chance she will be combative." Morgan warned. "She was last seen wearing black pants and a black tank top. She is not able to move below the waist at this time; she cannot walk. There is also a strong possibility she will be confused and drugged. Agent Jareau was wearing silver bracelet that is a locating device, the coordinates brought us to a half a mile radius right up the street. A small house is located another mile down the road; we believe she is somewhere between the coordinates and the house. The people responsible for Agent Jareau's condition and abduction are violent and capable of anything; they've already attempted to murder two agents." Ross watched as the teams seemed to grow angrier the more they heard about JJ. "We need to find her. Now."
Ross watched as the teams dispersed, multiple members heading in two man teams in various directions.
"Ross, stay here." Morgan commanded, "We need you for JJ;" and Ross nodded, not wanting to piss off any federal agents at the moment.
Morgan began walking, Hotch with him, their guns drawn. They were silent as they walked through the field, each hoping to stumble across their friend; each praying to find her alive.
They had been searching for an hour when a call came over the radio. "Agent Morgan, we need you over here," one of the SWAT officers called before providing the information of their location.
Hotch and Morgan took off running, hoping JJ had been found. But when they came to a large group of agents, all standing, they knew it was one or two things. JJ had been found and not the way they hoped, or JJ had not been found but something pertaining to her had.
"Is that the bracelet?" The agent asked, pointing down to the ground. A small silver bracelet glittered off their flash light beams; Hotch recognized it immediately and his heart sunk again.
Their one hope of locating JJ quickly had just vanished. And they had nothing else to go on. And every agent in the field went silent; they all knew their chances of getting JJ back and just faded and while nobody voiced it, everyone thought it. Getting JJ back was now almost non-existent.