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JJ took a deep breath as she forced herself to appear calm. None of this made any sense. Inhaling, and exhaling one final time she finally answered the man who had appeared. The hospital administrator. That may be just the person she needed right now. Deep breaths. Breath in. Breath out.
"Sir, my name is Jennifer Jareau. I am an agent of the Behavioral Analysis Unit." She showed him her badge briefly before putting it back. There was no time for formal meetings. She had to know what was going on. She was worried, terrified and not ready to let this go until she got answers. She kept waiting for him to jump out and say "Boo!" Like this had all been some joke but she hated to admit that this may not happen any time soon.
"FBI Agent from the BAU... Is there a problem?" Seth raised his eyebrows.
"No. Well yes. But I'm not here on business." She tried to ignore the looks she was receiving as she shifted her weight to the other foot nervously. "I took the day off to bring my boyfriend in for knee surgery."
"Yes, that is what she told me but we can find no record of him here." Sara shook her head looking in growing confusion between JJ and Seth.
"He was here!" JJ shouted in exasperation.
"May I ask the name of the doctor he was going to see?" Seth asked her.
"Dr. Wilhelm." JJ answered. She had not needed to think about that. She remembered. She remembered everything.
When she caught the look exchanged between Sara and Seth, her heart plummeted. "What?" She demanded a little too harshly.
"Dr. Wilhelm is on vacation." Sara explained a bit rapidly as she tried to size up JJ's expression.
"What? No, that's impossible. My boyfriend had an appointment today!" Her voice was becoming shrill and her chest tightened on her due to her panic. She struggled to breathe for a moment before regaining her composure.
Her ocean blue eyes flickered to the camera in the corner. "You guys have video footage. Please, let me go over it with you."
Sara gave Seth a warning glance. He seemed to debate this a bit in his head. She wasn't on duty so he wasn't obligated to show her but if it would help to get her out of his hospital then it may be worth it.
"Right, follow me this way, Ms. Jareau."
"It's Agent." JJ muttered as she followed him down the hall.
"What was JJ's boyfriends name?" Morgan asked as he twirled around in his chair.
"Brandon." Reid responded.
"Are you finished your paper work already?" Emily questioned in amusement and jealousy. She was no where near close to done. Her eyes trailed up to Hotch's office. He hadn't been down here all day.
"Yep." Morgan winked at Reid. No one had to know he had snuck Prentiss some of the files.
"Brandon. Why haven't we met him yet?" Morgan demanded. If one of his female co workers was in a relationship he wanted to know. He needed to check the guy out.
"Probably because of that." Emily remarked as she continued to write.
"Because of what?"
"Your overprotective need. JJ wanted to keep this to herself until she was sure. Besides, she's set a date for us to meet him now." Emily said, arching her eyebrows at Morgan's obvious annoyance when he crossed his arms.
"I'm not overprotective. We just know the guys that are out there." He looked over at Reid, unable to meet Emily's eyes. Why would he want to admit that she was right? He was a tad overprotective. Well if she thought this was over protective, then she should see how he was when his sister's got dates.
"I wonder what he's like." Reid said thoughtfully.
"We'll find out soon." Emily said again.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Reid gestured towards Hotch's office, Dave had gone in there awhile ago and had not returned.
"It may not even be work related. It's really none of our business." Emily replied, unable to stop herself from sneaking a glance at the closed door.
Spencer shrugged as he leaned back. It was a quiet day. There were no current cases. He was waiting for the moment that the call came in and they were out of here.
"What are these?" Seth said in confusion as he pulled out the prescription bottle from JJ's bag that had made itself visible.
JJ snatched them from his hand.
"What are they?"
"They're my anti depressants. Happy?" She began to walk faster as they approached the security room to go over the camera footage. In her pace she had missed the expression that appeared on Seth's face and the Security Guard whom had began to accompany them.
"Not really." He said shaking his head, sharing a look with the Security Guard, Jordan.
Sighing, JJ leaned against the wall in impatience as she waited for them to get to the door. It was locked. Of course. She stood there fidgeting. She pulled her hair, shifted her weight, bit her lip and even her tongue. Any second taken doing this... She shivered as she thought about the horrors she witnessed every day. Every second counts.
It took all of her will power to fight the urge to run in when the door was unlocked. Instead, she forced herself to walk at a normal pace behind them. This was it. It was time to find out where Brandon had gone or who had taken him.
As she stepped in, she noticed that nearly an entire wall was nearly covered in monitors. Each one was showing a scene from various places around the hospital. She stared around at the different monitors, watching nurses and doctors scurry through the various hallways and rooms.
Jordan walked over and sat in a folding chair that was positioned in front of a monitor that was attached to a keyboard. He looked up to her and asked, "What time were you here before?"
"We got here at about quarter to nine," JJ replied, attempting to feign calmness again. They'd be able to see exactly what happened soon.
Jordan began typing furiously, and JJ assumed he was pulling up the correct time code. The thought that Garcia would probably be able to do that three times as fast ran through her mind. She nearly smiled, but the thought of Brandon stopped her.
"Which entrance did you guys come in?" Jordan then asked.
"The...the south one, I think," she answered. "It was the one off of the visitor parking lot."
He began typing again. She watched anxiously, her eyes glued to the screen. She missed the fact that Seth was staring at her with narrowed eyes.
"There," Jordan said as a picture of a hall popped up. JJ took a few steps toward it and lowered her head so that she was even with the monitor. They sat watching it for a few minutes, watching the various nurses and doctors walk by, before they saw what they wanted.
JJ watched herself show up on the screen, carrying Brandon's duffel bag. She waited for him to show up next to her, limping along on his crutches, but she remained alone, seemingly talking to someone who wasn't there.
"No...he was right next to me!" she yelled! "He was right there!"
"Let me get a different shot," Jordan said slowly. "I'll get footage from the fourth floor." He began typing rapidly again, and the picture of the upstairs hall popped up.
Once again, when she came on the screen, she appeared by herself. She appeared to be talking to herself again.
"But...he was there! I walked in with him!" she said, nearly yelling. She stared at herself on the screen, watched herself start laughing and smiling at someone next to her. But no one was there.
"I don't understand," she said, much softer than before. She raised her hand to her forehead, burying it in hair as she brushed it back. Her fear and frustration levels were continuously rising. She stood there like that for a few moments in silence, completely unaware of the looks passing between the other two people in the room.
"What about the camera on the entrance? Or on the elevator?" she asked suddenly, looking around at both of them. She distantly realized how desperate her voice sounded.
"The cameras in the elevators have been removed for repairs for the last few days," Seth answered. "And the exits don't have cameras at them, we post security guards there instead."
"How can you not have cameras on the exits!" she snapped at him. He raised his eyebrows. She took another deep breath.
"I'm sorry, I'm just frustrated, and admittedly scared," she apologized. "Could we possibly talk to the guard who was stationed there?" she asked.
"I'll see if I can get them on the phone," Seth said, pulling his phone out of his pocket and stepping out of the room. JJ was left with the security guard, Jordan. He had a slightly sour expression on his face, which JJ missed because she was staring at the monitor again.
"Are you sure there's no other camera angle?" she asked. "Any other shots?"
"No. I pulled up all of the cameras you were visible on," he said shortly.
JJ watched as the footage of her walking down the hall played again. She was now sure that something terrible had happened. Had someone actually taken him? What would she do? Her mind raced for a few minutes.
She had a sudden idea, and she pulled out her own phone. She quickly opened up a new text, and typed out a quick message to Emily. She hit the send button just as Seth walked back into the room. She looked up hopefully at him as she stuffed her phone back into her pocket.
"Well?" she asked. "Did he remember seeing us?"
"He certainly remembers seeing you," Seth said delicately. There was something about his tone of voice that made her heart start racing.
"What? What is it?" she questioned fearfully.
"He remembers seeing a blonde woman walk in at about quarter to nine this morning. She stood out particularly to him, because she was talking to herself. Acting like there was someone else with her."
"But...but..." JJ spluttered. "I...he was here! I walked him in!" She could feel tears starting to prick her eyes. "He was here," she whispered to herself.
"I'm sure he was," Seth said to her. Something about his voice made her look back up at him. He was talking slower, almost as if he was talking to a child.
JJ stared suspiciously up at him. "He was here! I did walk him in! You do believe me don't you?" she asked him. Getting no reply, she added, "Don't you?"
"Of course I do," he said, still in the same slow and gentle tone.
"Why are you talking like that?" she asked suspiciously. He slowly began to walk over to her. He was walking very carefully, almost as though he was approaching a time bomb. He gently reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Listen," he said. "I've called some people who are going to be able to help you. You're going to be safe with them, they'll take care of you."
"What do you mean by that?" she asked him, starting to feel a little bit of apprehension.
"And I'm sure you'll be very happy as well," he said, ignoring her question.
"What are you talking about?" she asked him again.
At that moment, the door to the room opened, and JJ flicked her eyes over toward it. Two male nurses, both quite physically fit, walked in. One of them was pushing a wheelchair.