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JJ slowly lowered herself down, feeling for the floor with her foot. Once it connected she allowed herself to drop down to the ground. She attempted to look around at where she was, but found her surroundings to be pitch black. She quickly reached into her pocket and produced her phone, turning the screen on and pointing it around. The dim light illuminated a few shelves, filled with what seemed to be cleaning supplies.

She noticed a thin cord hanging from the ceiling, and she reached out and pulled it, filling the tiny room with light. It was a sort of janitor's closet, filled with mops and brooms and things of the like. She looked at her phone again, hoping for some sort of response from Emily. There was none. She almost kicked out at a bucket, before realizing that it would make quite a loud noise and that someone would certainly find her.

Her frustration levels were rising higher with every second. First she's told Brandon never existed. Then she was shown the cameras that were obviously tampered with to hide him. And then they had the nerve to call her crazy and try to get her examined. And why hadn't Emily responded? The sickening thought that they had gone off on a case and she had gotten hurt planted itself in her mind, and she quickly shook her head, trying to stay positive. Though she didn't know how she could.

Maybe Emily's phone was just out of battery? Maybe she lost it? She decided to try and contact someone else from her team, and she quickly dialed a number she knew well on her phone. It rang several times before it was answered.

Reid walked determinedly back into the BAU, avoiding his teammates. He didn't want them to know that he was back yet. If he was going to get any work done on the little plan he had formed, he had to leave his teammates out of it. For now, at least.

He thankfully saw that none of his teammates were in the Bullpen, and he gratefully walked through it with ease. He managed to make it all the way through undetected, and began walking down the long hallway leading towards Garcia's office.

He was just walking past a bathroom when his phone rang in his pocket. He pulled it out, expecting it to be Hotch asking him where he was and demanding he return to work, but it wasn't. It was JJ. He promptly dropped his phone in surprise. He scrambled after it, picking it up and answering quickly so it didn't go to voicemail.

"JJ!" he exclaimed immediately, stepping into the bathroom and locking the door behind himself.

"Hey Spence," came the voice from the phone. He could tell immediately that she was afraid. Her voice sounded scared and almost child-like. He winced at it, wishing nothing more than to help her.

"JJ, what's going on? How are you calling me?"

"I escaped. From this psychologist person they had me talk to. I'm hiding in a supply closet right now," she answered, whispering.

"Oh my god, JJ. Are you okay?" Reid asked her desperately.

"They think I'm crazy, Spence. They actually think I'm crazy. They restrained me in a wheelchair and everything!" she said back. He could tell she was starting to cry a little bit.

"JJ, it's going to be okay. I'm going to get you out of there. You don't belong to be locked up, you're perfectly fine."

"Thanks," she said miserably. Reid could hear her sniff a little bit, and it just strengthened his desire to help her. "Hey, did Emily ever get my text from before?"

Reid sighed. He didn't want to have to tell her. But he plunged on anyway and said, "Yeah, she… she did."

"So are you guys all working on getting me out? I can't stand everyone looking at me like I'm nuts, and I don't know how much longer I can hide for!"

"I'm working on it JJ," he said quickly. "I'm going to get you out."

"But what about the others?" she asked. Reid could hear the suspicion mingled with desperation in her voice.

"Um… no. Just me. The others didn't believe me when I told them you weren't crazy. They said it could happen to anyone," Reid admitted. He could hear her groan, and it made him a little angry again. "But I'm going to get to the bottom of this. I won't let you stay there."

"Thanks Spence. Listen, I've got to go. I think that psychologist is coming back, he's going to know I'm gone," she said quickly. Reid groaned, wishing with all his heart that she would stay on the phone with him, not wanting to lose contact with her.

"Okay," he said unwillingly. "But call me anytime, alright! Anytime! I'll always answer."

"Thanks," she said again. He could almost hear her smile a little. As the phone line went dead, he slowly took his phone away from his ear, holding it and just staring at it for a few minutes. His rage flared up again and he kicked out at nothing in particular, his foot connecting solidly with a sink. Ignoring the now throbbing pain in his toe, he set out for Garcia's office once more, now even more determined than before.

JJ shoved her phone back in her pocket, looking around frantically. She could hear the psychologist through the little window calling her name. She quickly began rooting around, trying to find anything that could help. She produced a pair of extra scrubs and smiled in relief. That would be a perfect disguise.

She changed into them quickly and deposited her clothes back into the drawer she pulled the scrubs out of, not wanting to leave any evidence that she had been there. She tucked her phone safely into the pocket of the scrubs and prepared herself to walk out of the closet. She attempted to look calm and like she totally belonged as she opened the door. A few people looked at her strangely as she came out, but she ignored them, instead focusing on just getting out of the hospital.

Walking quickly towards where she knew the closest exit to be, she had to fight the impulse to sprint down the hallway screaming. As she rounded the corner to the exit, she allowed a smile to grace her features in relief. She began walking even faster, before stopping dead in her tracks.

Seth, the hospital administrator, came walking out of a hallway near the door talking to the psychologist. She froze for a second, before cursing under her breath and turning around and walking away from the exit again. She opened the first door she came to, finding a staircase, and she ran down it.

He had watched her walk out of the little closet, amused at her anxiety. She had walked all the way down the exit, before she was stopped by his cohorts. He laughed out loud at the way she froze in her tracks and the expression on her face as she turned around. He saw her desperately fling a door open and disappear through it. Just the door he wanted her to go through. He had set traps for her there.

He made eye contact with his two associates, grinning evilly at them. They smiled back, and the taller of the two nodded at him. He nodded back and followed the blonde woman down the stairs, eager to carry out their plan.

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