AN: Y'all rock! Please let me know what POV you want (of course JJ's) I will end up repeating a few of them, but if anyone has any they would love to see, just let me know. Thank you so much for your reviews!

WILL'S POV:

There is something; something in the pit of your stomach. And you know. You just know. You know something has happened to your wife. You check your phone for the umpteenth time, desperate to see a call or text from JJ, or a response from Hotch.

There is nothing.

And methodically, you begin reaching out to every member of her team. Morgan. Rossi. Reid. Garcia. Emily. Nobody answers, nobody responds.

You pace the house, your anxiety sky rocketing. You want to vomit, and you want to avoid the television and internet at all costs. But you want to know. You need to know.

And you pick up the remote when the phone rings. It is Emily.

"Emily."

"Will.."

And you do not let her go any further. "Where is she? What happened?"

And Emily tells you what she knows, she tells you that Hotch is about to do a press conference and she tells you that Hotch has already sent the jet to come get you.

"Emily."

"We are going to get her back Will, we are going to get her back."

You do not want to know, there is something Emily did not want to tell you and right now, you do not press it. You want to talk to them, to ask so many questions, but you also know they need to concentrate, they need to find your wife. To find your JJ.

You drop Henry off at the babysitter, thankful for her flexibility in taking him at such a late hour. You kiss your son's forehead as you hand your sleeping son off to the sitter and run back to your car.

The jet lands just as you pull in; Rossi meets you outside and ushers you onto the jet. It begins rolling before you have even sat down.

"Will, we need to talk about what we have found." Rossi says softly.

"Is she gone?" You cannot help the tears that fill your eyes.

Rossi is silent for a moment, "we do not know. We are trying to find her."

"What aren't you telling me? Emily was dancing around something also. I know there is something else, please, just let me know."

Rossi nods. "Will, everything that was done to her was live streamed to a social media platform. The platform has already removed the video and provided us with the names of the followers who…" Rossi shakes his head.

"Who what?"

"Who paid for acts to be to JJ. Based on what we witnessed, we think JJ is critically injured and are trying to locate her."

You stare at him in shock. "They live streamed…" you shake your head and drop it into your hands. "JJ"

Rossi reaches over and puts a steady hand on your shoulder. "You know we will find it and you know we will catch everyone of them." You nod, trying to calm your racing heart.

There is silence for a while before a buzz causes you to shoot your head up. Both you and Rossi look at your phones and Rossi stands up but does not leave your side. "Hotch." He greets, giving you the answer of who is on the line. "Yes, he is with me. We are about an hour out." There is more silence, and you watch Rossi nod his head. "Keep us updated."

You watch as he hangs up the phone and he turns back to you. "They have him." He says softly, knowing your next question.

"Do they have her?"

Rossi shakes his head, "not yet, Will."

And the pit in your stomach grows larger. They have their UNSUB, but they don't have JJ. "What does that mean, Rossi? They have this asshole but not JJ?"

"It means we are looking for her and you know Hotch will do everything he can to get him to talk."

"Just…" and you find yourself speechless, the thought of losing JJ is very real now. You always thought if you did lose her, it would be to a shooting or a car accident. Not this. Not an abduction and torture. Not alone. "Rossi, we have to find her. She has to come home."

And all Rossi can do is nod.

The plane touches down an hour later and you practically jump out of the plane only to realize that you do not know where you are going. You and Rossi climb into a waiting SUV and Rossi turns on the lights before pealing out of the airport.

And then your phone rings this time and you quickly answer it, it's Hotch. "Hotch…"

"We have her Will, I have already sent the location to Rossi. You need to get here. Now."

"Is she…" You cannot bring yourself to say the words.

There is silence again. "The doctor will talk to you as soon as you get here."

And you watch the clock, silently yelling at Rossi to drive faster. You glance over at the speedometer and see that he is nearly doing 80MPH down the highway. It isn't fast enough. And while it takes ten minutes to get to the ER, it was the longest ten minutes of your life.

You jump out of the car and run into the ER; it is a circus, there are cops and FBI everywhere. Media is lined up outside and one spots you and runs over, the rest follow. And then you feel your arm being pulled and see that Hotch has grabbed you and is steering you away from the chaos.

"Will, they just took her to surgery," Hotch explains, pushing you down to a sit on the couch. "I am going to grab the doctor that treated her."

You are in shock; you are in shock as you listen to the doctor describe JJ's horrific injuries. You listen as she tells you that you wife is unable to breathe on her own right now, that she has multiple broken bones, internal bleeding, burns.

"Was she.. was she…" You cannot even voice it and look to Hotch who lowers his head.

"Yes she was, Will." Hotch whispers. "We have all the evidence."

You can only stare. "Will she live?"

The doctor looks away briefly before looking back at you. "When she was first brought in, based on her injuries, I would have told you to prepare to say goodbye. But she has stabilized enough that the trauma surgeon felt confident bringing her into the operating room."

You take a deep breath. "So, she will be okay?

"The next twenty-four hours will really determine that. The ICU doctors will monitor her closely. She will need a large team of specialists. Those doctors will be able to tell you more about her condition now then I can."

And you sniff before looking over to the kind doctor. "Thank you. Thank you for saving her life."

Its nine hours later when another doctor comes to talk to you. He lets you know that JJ did well in surgery and that various surgeons were able to repair her most critical injuries at the same time. "She's in bad shape, but I hate to see the shape the men who did this to her will be when she wakes up." And you smile, it is sounding more and more hopeful.

You are finally allowed to see her, but have been warned about her condition, the way she looks, the tubes and wires. But you do not care.

You walk into the room and for the first time, see your JJ in the bed. This time, you cannot stop the tears. Emily is behind you and gently rubs your shoulder. JJ's head is wrapped in white gauze, red spots filtering through.

"The nurse explained that JJ will probably bleed for a while, but that it isn't something to be concerned about." Emily whispers

You look JJ over and see the swelling around her face and arms, a tube blocks most of her lower face. But you glance down and see her jaw is swollen. Your eyes travel over her body, various bandages and wraps surrounds her. Her legs are splinted and immobile; so is her left arm. You want to reach down and touch her, let her know you are there. But you are afraid to.

"It's okay Will, the nurses have said it is okay to touch her. They say she knows we are here."

You nod your thanks to Emily and gently sit down next to JJ. You simply reach over and grab her hand, rubbing your fingers over it. "I am here JJ. I am here."

"She knows you are here," you jump when you hear a new voice and look to see a nurse stepping in. A syringe in her hands. "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

"How do you know?" You ask, perplexed at how the nurse knows that JJ is here.

"Her vitals were a bit concerning; we watch from the nurses station. We called the doctor who ordered her meds and as we were getting them, we saw you had walked in. We heard you talking to her and almost immediately, she started stabilizing again. She knows you are here. Keeping talking to her, touch, all of it. It will all help bring her back to you."