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It Wasn't Supposed to Happen Like This - Part 2
Previously
Morgan looks Emily in the eye. "Let's go get your girl, Princess."
Reid puts his hand on Emily's shoulder.
"We all have your back, Emily." Hotch says.
"I know," Emily says. She leads the team to the hostage rescue team home base.
The team makes its way to the hostage rescue team home base. Emily steps to the man in charge.
"I'm Emily Prentiss," Emily states. Supervisory Special Agent Emily Prentiss is on the scene.
The man looks at her, obviously sizing her up. "There's been no new activity inside. He closed the blinds before we got here and the cameras seem to be disabled. He hasn't said a word since asking for you."
"We better tell him I'm here then."
The man makes the call. The team listens to the phone ring on the other end.
"You're cutting it close. Emily Prentiss better be out there," the team hears the man say.
"I'm here," Emily says. "What's your name?"
"How do I know this isn't a trick?" He ignores Emily's question. "You could be anyone."
"You can test me," Emily says in a steady voice. "Have Rachel give you questions with answers that only I would know. Have her write down the answers, so you'll know I'm not lying."
"I'll call back." He hangs up.
The hostage negotiator growls. "We don't have time to play the newlyweds game. We need a plan to get in there or get the hostages out."
"No, we need to keep a cool head and let Emily build a rapport with him," Rossi snaps back.
"Shots were fired earlier. We could already have bodies."
"And we might not. You have no way of knowing without his confirmation or visuals. And since you can't seem to get either you will stand down and let my team do this." Aaron turns to Reid. "Get Garcia online and see if she can do something about visuals.
Reid turns away from the group to make the call. The phone rings and Emily grabs it before the first ring ends.
"Yes," Emily answers.
"I'm ready. I have the questions."
"Good. How about we do this quid pro quo? You ask a question, I ask a question."
"Fine," the voice on the other line says. "Ladies first."
"How is everyone in there? Is anyone hurt?"
"No, everyone's fine," the robber says. Emily closes her eyes in relief. "Where was your first date?"
"We were supposed to go out, but we ended up staying in and watching a movie at her place."
"Okay. Go." The robber says satisfied with her answer.
"What's your name?"
"Keith. What color was the notebook you gave back to her when you first met."
Emily smiled. "It was burgundy," Emily answered. "Why are you doing this?"
"I need the money."
"Why?"
"How late were you to your first date?" Keith ignores Emily's question.
"About 2 hours. Why do you need the money, Keith?"
"She wrote one hour and fifty two minutes," he tells Emily.
A short laugh escapes Emily despite the situation. "Yeah, she would."
"But she said you'd say two." Emily smiles at this. "You pass."
"Can I speak to her?" The team hears rustling through the phone.
"You're on speaker," Keith says.
"Emily?" Rachel's voice rings out for all the team to hear.
Emily lets out a relieved sigh. The team does too. They had all been holding their breath for their friend.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Just a little shaken up like everyone else here."
"There were shots fired earlier"
"He just shot the phone. He didn't want to talk to whoever was out there," Rachel says. The hostage negotiator rolls his eyes.
"Well, the negotiator is an asshole so I'm glad he called for me. I'm glad you called for me," Emily says to Rachel.
"Always. I love you."
"I know," Emily says. "I want to help you, Keith, but you have to help me out."
"You can't help me."
"Let me try. Let the hostages go and I'll do whatever I can to help you."
"Why would you help me? I stuck a gun in your girlfriend's face and held her at gunpoint."
Emily hears something in his voice. She can't quite make it out. Maybe self-loathing, maybe remorse, maybe hopelessness? She's not sure, but something is definitely there.
"I will do whatever I can to help you, Keith. I promise."
"I'll think about it." The call disconnected.
Emily lets out an audible sigh.
Inside the Bank
After Keith hangs up the phone, Rachel looks at her captor and then across the room to the other hostages. "Whatever is going on, Emily will help, Keith."
Keith sunk down into a chair in the office. He lets out a disbelieving scoff. "I'm not getting out of this, am I?"
Rachel's heart sped up. She didn't know what that statement meant. She thought she should just keep him talking. That would at least buy her some time. For what, she didn't know. "Emily promised she would help you. She will."
"I can't go out there." Rachel didn't know what that meant either. Her heart told her there was something underneath that statement, but she didn't know what to make of it.
"Just let us go. Take Emily's help."
Meanwhile At Home Base
Reid comes over to the team with an iPad in hand. "Garcia was able to remotely enable one camera. She's still working on the others," Reid tells the team. Reid pulls up the live feed on the iPad.
The team and negotiator huddle around it. The camera points toward the teller station. They see all the hostages sitting against the wood paneling.
"Rachel's not there," Emily says a bit panicked. She knew there was a possibility that Rachel would no longer be with the other hostages. Hearing Rachel's voice helped a little, but would have liked to have seen her, even if it was on a screen.
"She's with him. Wherever he is," Morgan says.
"We don't have another angle?"
"Garcia's working on it," JJ says. "You know she's working as fast as she can." JJ rubs Emily's arm.
"We don't need another one. We have eyes on the hostages." the negotiator says.
"But not all of them," Rossi adds.
"I see fourteen there. Fourteen of fifteen is good enough."
Emily spins toward the negotiator. "What did you did you just say?" She stands tall, toe to toe with him. "Our other hostage is with the UnSub, and who knows what kind of state of mind he is in right now."
"Your hostage, not ours. And we'd know his state of mind if you'd stayed on script instead of talking to your girlfriend," the negotiator sneer.
Before Emily's hand could lift to the gun at her side, Morgan pulled her away from the man and Hotch took her place in front of the negotiation.
"Get out of here," Hotch commanded.
"The BAU has no authority here. You don't give me orders."
Hotch takes out his phone and dials a number. He waits. "Yes, Sir, I'm here right now, unfortunately the lead negotiator wants to have a pissing contest. Yes, Sir." Hotch hands the phone to the negotiator.
"Hello?" The negotiator says cautiously. He listens and then clears his throat awkwardly. "Director, Sir. Yes, Sir." He hands the phone back to Hotch.
Hotch turns his back on the man. He turns to Emily. "What do you think?"
"My gut says something's going on here." The negotiator scoffs. "What is your problem?"
"The Director may have given you the reigns, but you have no business being here. Hell, you wouldn't be if your girlfriend wasn't in there."
"I'm trying to help everyone get out of this," Emily says in a measured tone.
"Really? I couldn't tell because it seems like all you care about is your bitch."
Emily punches the man in the face quickly than anyone can react and stop her. Rossi and JJ pull her away from the negotiator.
"Morgan, get him out of here," Hotch demands. Morgan has no issue grabbing the man by the arm harshly and getting him away from the team.
The phone rings and Emily grabs it.
"Yeah," Emily answers. She tries to keep her voice even and she's not sure how convincing she is.
"Something wrong?" Keith asks.
"No."
"I'll let them go."
"I'm glad, Keith. That's a good step toward ending this easily."
"They'll be out in a minute." The call disconnects.
The team watches the feed from the bank's security camera. Keith walks quickly over to the hostages. He's speaking and pulling on a man's arm to make him stand. The hostages form a single file line. Emily sees Rachel, for the first time, fall in line following everyone else as they make their way to the stand in front of the double doors. While the hostages stand in a single line in front of one door, Keith is facing them and stands in front of the other door.
"Hostages coming out! Hold your fire!" Hotch shouts to all the officers and agents surrounding the bank. "Repeat, hold your fire. Hostages are coming out!"
The team watches the bank doors and the hostages fly out the door. Hostage Rescue Team agents grab their arms and escort them to safety.
Just as Emily sees Rachel make it to the doorway and squint through the daylight, Rachel's arm is pulled from the side. She lets out a surprised shriek. The bank door closes.
"Fuck!" Emily shouts. She stalks back to home base and picks up the phone.
Inside the Bank
Brrrriiiiiiiing. Briiiiiiing. Briiiiiiinng. Brrrriiiiiiiing. Briiiiiiing. Briiiiiiinng
The sound echoes through the bank.
So you've come to the end. Yeah, I know, you're sad. So, looks like there's going to be a part 3 apparently. Hopefully, I'll stop there and stop giving you all heart attacks. But I don't know, Rachel, Keith, and Emily are kinda in the driver's seat on this one. I have no control over them (really, I swear). This one may have to go in it's own story if I keep this up.
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