"You're warm."
Emily paced back and forth in the confined space. She'd split up from Morgan in the plant their latest unsub, Noel Burgess, was using as a torture field and had heard a noise that seemed to be coming from the ajar walk in freezer. Gun drawn, she had pulled open the door the rest of the way to check it out, thinking that Burgess had ducked in there. In hindsight, it had been stupid to actually walk into the freezer without Morgan nearby because the heavy door had slammed shut, Burgess looking through the small window in the door to grin as he locked the door before dashing away.
Because of the thick metal walls and insulation, all she was getting on her walkie was static and she couldn't get reception on her cell. She was stuck there until Morgan noticed she was missing. Emily wasn't one hundred percent sure how long she'd been in the freezer, but it was long enough that she had started to shiver uncontrollably, which was a bad sign. She unclipped her radio and attempted to make contact with Morgan again, answered by nothing but static.
She wanted to sit down, to rest for a moment, but resisted; Emily knew that doing that would lead to hypothermia faster, she had to keep moving. She rubbed her hands together to create some frictive heat before blowing forcefully on her numb fingertips. Emily leaned against the wall of the freezer, her Kevlar keeping some of cold from seeping into her skin. She hadn't even realized that she'd slid down the wall to sit on the floor or that her eyes had closed until the loud scrape of the door opening made her shoot her head up from where her chin had been tucked into her chest.
"Emily!" Morgan shouted as he rushed over to her, gripping her by her upper arms and hauling her to her feet. "Are you okay?"
"C-c-cold." She responded through chattering teeth. "S-s-sleepy."
"Stay with me, Princess." Morgan pleaded gently, practically carrying her out of the freezer. "Let's get you out of here."
"B-but…"
Morgan shook his head. "Rossi got Burgess trying to escape through the loading dock in back."
Emily nodded, her feet dragging as they made it to the outside of the warehouse. JJ was standing with some of the local LEOs talking, but hurried over to them when she spotted them, supporting Emily from the other side.
"I've got her, Morgan." JJ said as they carried her to one of the SUVs.
Derek nodded. "I'll call the bus." He murmured, shutting the door of the car as the two women got into the back seat.
JJ half climbed over the center consul to turn the car on, putting the heat on low before kneeling backwards on the backseat to rummage through her go-bag in the trunk, pulling out a travel blanket and wrapping it around Emily who was still shivering, but not as violently.
"You're going to be okay." JJ assured her, taking Emily's cold hands and rubbing them in hers before bringing them up to her mouth and blowing warm breath over them.
"You're warm." Emily mumbled, leaning against JJ heavily.