Chapter 8
Garcia and Mady sat in the security room of the airport, watching Loretta and Abigail Silvano walking through the airport without a worry in the world, no indication of their recent crimes against Emily Prentiss on their faces. The two hackers watch out for any sign of surveillance from their hacker nemesis Phoenix Blade.
Information Elle Greenaway had given them during her interview led them to the airport. Greenaway is unwilling to go to prison alone; her ill-gotten gains forfeit her loyalty to the group evaporated quickly. She gave them all up within minutes.
" They are entering security now; security will hold them for searches while you move in to detain," Maddy told everyone over the radio
Hotch and JJ approached from the air side of security while Morgan and Rossi came behind mother and daughter. Mother and daughter were quickly arrested as they stood in the whole-body scanner.
" What seems to be the problem?" Abigail Silvano asked calmly, her body giving away her tenseness and sudden concern.
" Oh, don't be like that, Abigail, your revenge against Emily Prentiss is over. We know everything you've accomplished. You are both going to prison for a very long time. In our world, we operate on a first-come basis. We have a complete statement with everything you've done for the past eight months before you started your rain of terror against Emily Prentiss. We will begin with one count of murder, two counts of attempted murder, embezzlement and at least four counts of aggravated assault; that's just for starters. I will make sure we charge you with everything we can." JJ very coldly told the mother and daughter, working hard to control the urge to beat the crap out of the two of them.
Hotch passed the arrested women off to another agent out of the way of his extraordinary pissed off agent before she lost control of her emotions.
"Deep breaths Jennifer," whispered Hotch to his agent as she walked passed
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Abigail Silvano was speechless, looking at the FBI agents opposite open-mouthed. Morgan showed her the laptop computer of Phoenix Blade Aka The Evil Queen; she knew from experience the hacker didn't allow anyone to touch, let alone use her laptop. Abigail knew if they had her computer, they had everything.
"Can we deal?" asked Abigail
"No, the deal has already been made. The laptop confirmed everything for us. I would like to know why?" Morgan simply asked the woman sitting opposite him.
" My Husband." is all she told the agent.
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The Evil Queen counted her Bearer bonds in her pouch for the hundredth time; she had 50 Million dollars in her pile, no bigger than a pack of A4 paper. Phoenix had combined her income from the two jobs she had just completed. Not trusting banks security for obvious reasons, she was transferring 45 million into coin in the morning, then into Canada and onward to Russia, who had worked for her talents.
She was pouring herself a shot of her ice-cold grey goose vodka.
" Emily Prentis, by far the most fun I've had in years, enjoy prison fed." she smiled, toasting her latest cash cow.
The vodka ended up all over the carpet as armed black-clad men burst into her room. CIA agents wanted this hacker so much they intentionally operated within the U.S with the blessing of the FBI secretly, of course.
Phoenix Blade disappeared with the black-clad figures. It was her time to pay for her indiscretions against the agency. She would after she had told them everything be put to work for her country. Never to be free again. As a thank you, after copying her computer, it was handed to the FBI.
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Somebody pushed Emily against the wall as she walked back from the prison hospital. A towel jammed into her mouth to muffle her screams. Another assailant rained punches into her kidneys as her muffled screams escaped the towel held in her mouth.
" Get away from her Bitches!" screams Isobel throwing hot water into the face of Emily's attackers.
Isobel's shock attack allowed Emily to break free. Emily screamed in pain as her broken leg was repeatedly kicked, knocking her to the floor falling heavily onto her wrist. Kicks rained down onto Emily's head as she laid on the floor until darkness claimed her.
Retribution for the audacity of Isobel's attack was swift; her head repeatedly slammed into the wall. Once finished, Isabel was bleeding severely from her head, laying unconscious on the floor, not breathing.
The alarm sounded as correctional officers rushed to the scene. Both prisoners were rushed to the prison hospital for immediate treatment,
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Very slowly, Emily opened her eyelid, closing it again immediately. The light hurt her open eye. Her other eyelid remaind shut, unable to open due to the swelling.
"Prentiss, your awake." the voice announced from the side of Emily.
One of the prison nurses came into view. She quickly examined Emily and updated her chart
"How is Isobel, Ma'am?" asked Emily
" Later, Prentiss, let's get you sorted out first." answered the doctor.
"You have a minor concussion from your." he paused, looking at Emily, waiting for her reply.
"Slipped, Sir." answered the brunette.
" You have a minor concussion from your 'fall.' you have broken your scaphoid bone in your left wrist. We have applied a splint to your wrist to treat that. We checked your broken leg; you hadn't caused any further damage. No doubt you can feel the various extra bruises around your face and chest. Lousy fall, Prentiss." smirked the doctor
" Isobel, Sir." Enquired Emily
The doctor took a deep breath before starting. " Isles is in a coma. She, unfortunately, repeatedly fell against the wall-banging her head. We don't think she will ever wake up." he told the shaken woman.
Listening to the doctor, Emily felt numb; Izzy had tried to save her. She hadn't known her for long. Why did she interfere? Her body was racked with pain; her heart hurt the most, knowing she was the cause of that young woman's injuries. Her next decision was to make her the most hated woman in the entire prison.
" Sir, could I speak to the chief guard? I didn't fall; I was attacked." asked a very determined Ex-FBI agent.
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Her talk and the subsequent statement had resulted in her three assailants being sent to solitary. It hadn't taken long for Emily to receive her first death threat in the prison hospital. It simply reads
'You're dead bitch!'
Emily, over her years as an FBI agent, had received many death threats she had always laughed them off; the piece of toilet paper containing this warning had the brunette terrified. Even if she got herself sent to solitary, she wasn't sure if they could get to her there. The next three months were going to be hell.
The nurse practitioner handed Emily her pain medication.
" Prentiss, do you have a death wish? You are a federal agent in prison that's now a snitch. I wouldn't get too attached to breathing. How is your pain?" The nurse asked her patient
" Eight-out-of-ten, Ma'am. Would it be possible to see Izzy?" Emily almost pleaded
The nurse nodded at her " Let me see what I can do, Prentiss."
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The hacker team had tracked down Cara and Shamus Doherty. They had booked a private jet to Afghanistan for three. The SWAT team had stumbled upon the brother and sister approaching the main building of the private airport. Involved in an extended exchange of gunfire, somehow, the brother and sister had managed to escape. Shamus had taken a bullet to his right knee and groin.
" Agents, in here!" shouted the SWAT team leader.
JJ and Morgan rushed over to the bathroom. Walking through the door, the leader pointed to the dismembered body of a female in the bath. Three plastic-covered holdalls open, ready for the dismembered body parts. Opening the zip on the fourth bag revealed a slumbering child.
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" Her name was Louise Thatcher, from Larne Northern Ireland. She came across the states with her four-year-old son Declan ten years ago. I haven't found anything between leaving Ireland and arriving in the states." Garcia told the group.
" He is awake, agents and asking for you, agent Jareau." the doctor told a shocked JJ
The team looked on confused at JJ " Do you know him?" Rossi asked
Without taking her eyes from Declan's room. " No, never seen him before in my life." shrugged JJ
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Declan watched a confused blonde FBI agent walk into his hospital room. He smiled and just told her about his dad Ian Doyle the gunrunner, and his mother, Chloe Doherty. After finishing, JJ knew all about Lauren Reynolds and Emily's undercover operation. She rescued Louise and him from Doyle and Doherty by faking his death and smuggling him into the U.S.
" My dad shot my mum dead after he thought I had died. Emily shot my dad, who died a few days after my mother. I didn't recognise those two they told me they were, my aunt and uncle. Somehow, they discovered that I was alive and in the states with Louise raising me. Emily showed me your picture not long after joining the BAU. Emily told me I could trust you because she did. Is Emily alright?" Asked a concerned Declan " I know they used us to make her do things. I need Emily I have no one else." sniffed Declan emotional after telling his story
The team listened to the conversation through a hidden microphone JJ had worn.
" My gumdrop sounds more like a secret agent than a federal agent. With all the effort Emily took to get him away from his parents, we can not let him go to a Children's home." Garcia told the group
Rossi nodded " He can stay with me until we can get Emily released. She can decide what to do with Declan. Is that acceptable?" Rossi asked everyone
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Emily was dreading today she had spent three days in the prison hospital healing; this morning, she was released back to her cell block. Knowing by now every single person in this facility knew about her 'snitching.' even the cockroaches and rats. Wondering how long it would take for her to be back.
"Emily." Yasmin waved her lawyer
Emily looked on puzzled
"We have a date in court in around an hour after which you should be acquitted of all charges. You should be a free woman this afternoon. You will remain shackled until your acquittal, I am afraid—nothing I can do about that. Someone would like to say hello." smiled Yasmin
" Hello, Princess. Did you miss me?" asked Garcia running up and hugging her friend
Emily's discomfort in her rib cage was soon forgotten when she was in Garcia's arms. Both women cry.
" I am so sorry, Penelope." smiled a very pleased brunette
" No, No, No, I know what they made you do, Emily. Your selflessness saved our big BAU family no more apologies. What have they done to you?" asked a shocked Garcia after she finally took the time to look.
" It is most certainly as bad as it looks," smiled Emily.
Taking no chances, the chief guard made Emily leave seated in a wheelchair, hopefully never to return. Looking down at her cuffed hands, she hoped the end of her seven-month hell was close.
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JJ was snuggling with David on top of his bed as she felt close to Emily through her son. She rubbed the engagement ring through her t-shirt, thinking of the great five years they had spent as a couple. She smiled and felt a warm sensation throughout her whole body.
A single tear rolled down her cheek. JJ jumped as David tried to brush her tear away unsuccessfully.
" Cry, Jenny, no be sad." the sweet boy said.