Chapter three

previously...

my fingers wrap around a gun just as a black metal object comes flying at me head...

(Hotch)

45 minutes after I sent everyone out I slump back into one of the chairs of the conference room. JJ and I had just finished giving the profile, like always the locals were skeptical as to whether or not we could catch someone based on a profile. After about fifty thousand questions JJ and I were able to escape to the conference room and shut the door behind us providing us with temporary relief. JJ was sitting in the chair beside me her head in her hands, her elbows resting on the table. We are both enjoying a few moments of silence, the silence is interrupted by the shrill ring of a cell phone. I let out a heavy sigh when I realize it was mine but answer it.

"Hotchner"

"Aaron it's Dave, I'm on my way back. Brooks isn't our guy. Have you heard from the others?" Dave asks.

"Not yet, JJ and I just finished giving the profile were just waiting on you guys."

"okay I'll be there in ten minutes."

" okay bye." When I hang up the phone JJ is looking at me curiously.

"Dave." I inform her. " Brooks int the unsub he's on his way back." She nods her head at my head in acceptance.

"what are we going to do if none of these guys are our unsub?" She asks flipping through the file in front of her. Just when I'm about to answer Reid walks in.

"there's no way Holmes is our unsub, he doesn't fit the profile." he says as he throws his bag on the floor and sits at the end of the table.

"so it's down to two." JJ comments to no one in particular.

" two, who else called?" Reid asks her. Just as there is a knock on the door. I recognize the knocker as one of the locals so I let him in and lead him over to the windows so we can talk while JJ and Reid continue their conversation at the table.

"agent Hotchner, I think I may know who you're looking for." he hesitates. Looking at his name tag I pause before I reply.

'Officer Franklin what are you talking about?"

"well, you see it's like this there's this guy Andrew Daniels..." He begins the name causes all three of us to focus on what he is saying, "he..." Officer Franklin begins to explain but is interrupted when my phone rings. I don't recognize the number but I Stop the officer and answer it anyway.

"Agent Hotchner." I answer.

" A-a agent Hotchner, it's officer Harris. she she's gone." a distressed voice comes on the other end of the line. " there's blood and stuff is knocked over I I …."

" who's gone" I interrupt slightly raising my voice.

" agent Prentiss."

"what do you mean she's gone." I yell. Both Reid and JJ stop talking and look at me. Turning back to the table I put the phone on speaker so that they can hear as well. About that time Dave walks in. JJ Hushes him and points to the phone as Harris answers me again.

" she's not here, the living room is a mess there is stuff knocked over, and there's blood. The blood trail leads out the back door."

" where the hell were you?" I demand. Dave looks furious and JJ and Reid are in shock.

" I was in the car on the phone with my wife. I came in as soon as I could not 20 minutes later and she was gone . Wh what should I do." He asks. I let out a deep breath to calm my self before answering.

" why did you let her go in alone, you know what kind of person were dealing with." I insist.

"she said it was okay.'"

" Just stay there damn it we're on our way and do not touch anything. No one comes in or out till we get there." I instruct him and hangup before he could answer. Right now I wanted to strangle the man, because of his incompetence my agent was now missing.

"Dave, Who's house did she go to?" I turn to face my three team members.

"uh, Andrew Daniels." Reid answers.

"Franklin." I turn to the officer beside me." what do you know about Daniels?"

"he just returned from Iraq three months ago, he's been different ever since, violent, been drinking a lot. and his fiance died while he was in Iraq, there was a fire we couldn't get to her in time, her injuries were to severe and she died in the hospital, the doctors couldn't get enough for a skin graft and she got an infection we tried to contact Daniels when it happened but we couldn't."

"okay this is our unsub, we need to get moving we all know the time line." I run my hand over my face. " JJ set up a press conference we need to get their pictures out. Reid I need you and officer Franklin to get an APB out on Daniels' car. Then call Garcia an have her find what ever she can find on this guy. Dave Morgan and I are going to go out to Daniels House." I give out everyones orders JJ and Reid rush out of the conference room leaving Dave and I alone.

"god dammit Dave, why did this happen. This guy is the unsub what is he going to do to her?" I look over at the evidence board and groan. " shit Dave, she resembles the victims what was I thinking sending her out there."

"you can't blame yourself for this Aaron, Daniels is in the middle of a psychotic break we knew this could happen it didn't matter who went to his house."

"your right, we need to get over there, call Morgan while I drive. Tell him to meet us there."

Morgan meets us at the unsub's house and the three of us walk in together, the locals crime scene unit was on their way. Officer Harris meets us at the front door and it takes all I have not to beat the crap out of him if he had done his job this wouldn't have happened.

" where is it." I demand referring to the crime scene. Harris cringes at the harsh tone to my voice. But right now I really don't care.

"down there." He points to the hallway to our right. " the first room on the right."

"go wait out side for the CSI's I instruct him as Morgan Rossi and I head into the crime scene. When we enter we begin surveying the damage. Lamps and picture frames are knocked onto the floor, broken glass everywhere. the bright red pool of blood on the otherwise white carpet sticks out. Out of the corner of my eye I notice something black hiding underneath the couch. I walk over and pick it up, it is prentiss's gun. I hold it up for Morgan, Rossi, and Lt. Morris who had just joined us. Rossi just shakes his head but Morgan is a little more vocal with his response.

"shit, Hotch not again!" he exclaims. "it's only been two months."

"I know Derek, we're going to find her don't worry." I attempt to calm him down a little, I knew how he was feeling, we all did

"yeah before or after he rips her fucking skin off." Rossi smarts off.

" Rossi, Morgan go search the rest of the house for any clue as to where he might have taken her." at my order the leave the room. i knew I needed to get them out of the room they were to worked up.

" if you don't mind me asking what happened to months ago" Lt. Morris asks as the crime scene techs come in seconds later. after instructing them to be as careful and through as possible I answer his question.

"Two months ago we were called to a religious compound. We sent two agents in under cover as child advocates, Reid and Prentiss. The leader of the cult found out one of them was FBI, Prentiss identified herself as the agent to protect Reid and they beat her pretty bad before wo could get them out."

"i heard about that didn't know it was your team though, they didn't release names. I'm sorry, You have my whole department at your disposal, we will do what ever it takes to find your missing agent."

"thank you."

3 hours later we arrive back at the police department empty handed. The CSI's had sent all the evidence to the lab so know it was a waiting game until Garcia got back to us. Since it was already after ten I tell the team to head to the hotel and try to get some rest. Emily needed us rested. Plus if there are any breaks before morning some one would call us. Even though I knew none of us would get any sleep.

(Emily)

As I open my eyes it takes me minute to adjust to my surroundings. It's dark just a single stream of light coming from somewhere behind me. Someone is whistling an unfamiliar tune, the noise makes me headache ten times worse then it already is. I try to sit up from my position on some sort of table but find it impossible due to the restraints on my wrists and ankles. I pull at the restraints on my wrists trying to bring my arms down from above my head. It is useless, I quickly try to recall how exactly I had gotten here as I hear footsteps coming toward me and the whistling gets louder. The last thing I remember is being in Andrew Daniels' house. Then he threatened me with a gun we struggled and he must have hit me over the head with something, that would explain the headache. I try again to get my hands free but all I manage to do is make my wrists sore.

"It's no use Emily." Daniels laughs from behind me. The sound of my name on his lips make me cringe but that doesn't stop me I keep trying till his hand clamps over one of mine stopping me. Suddenly he is beside me looking down at me. The bruise on his right cheek doesn't go unnoticed. Well at least I got in one good hit I tell my self as he slowly runs his hand down my arm and further down my side stopping at my hip. I hold a straight face determined not to show him any emotion.

"I'm glad you came to my door Emily, your perfect. With you it can finally be over." He begins walking away again. Moments later the light comes on. As the room lights up I squeeze my eyes shut when I open them again I notice the knives and other sharp objects lining the walls and the mirrored sealing. Great I get to watch him kill me.

"welcome to hell baby." he laughs, walks over to the wall and grabs a knife before walking back over to me. He turns the knife back and forth letting the light reflect of the tip.

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