Chapter 3
The Appointment
WITH JJ
JJ began to fix her makeup with the few things they gave her. JJ's heart ached for Morgan.
"Ah come on baby where are you? Please come find me." JJ mumbled fighting tears.
Once she was suitable up to their standards, they tied her arms back up in front if her and led her out to the car. She was glad they didn't blind fold her so she could get a good look at her surroundings she began to memorize everything she could see as soon as she made it out of the house. Suddenly a plan came to her and she set it in action. Donovan was behind her she pushed her elbow back into is gut as hard as she could before running away and screaming for help.
"HELP! Someone hel-" she was cut off by a large hand on her mouth and his arm encircled her waist. He carried her back to the car and put other in the trunk.
"For that you get to ride in the trunk." Donovan said before hitting her repeatedly in the stomach and face. It only ceased when Jasper walked out and told Donovan he was driving. He slammed the trunk down and slid into the car. Only when they began driving did she let her tears fall and she felt the true pain of the last beating.
WITH THE TEAM
"Alright gather everyone we are ready to give the profile." Hotch said.
The whole team left except Emily who looked at the ground before letting her eyes meet Hotch's.
"Are you alright?" Hotch asked sincerely.
"Yes. I just- I want JJ back. I want it back to normal. I want her back trying to convince everyone she is not in love with Morgan. I want us both hiding our relationships again."
"If the team wasn't here and we didn't have to hide our relationship, I would push you against that wall and never stop kissing you. I love you Emily Prentiss. And JJ will be just fine. Things will be back to normal soon enough. Now lets give the profile." Emily walked out trying to hide the smile on her face.
"Alright, the people we are looking for are known as sex traffickers. They can be master deceivers and very strong." Morgan said.
"There are generally 2 types of human traffickers. The kind that manipulate and deceive and the kind that kidnaps and uses force. The kind we are dealing with is force. They will use any and all means of force, that means physically, psychologically and sexually." Emily said.
"There are 2 ring leaders. One of the 2 is more dominant then the other. We need to use that to our advantage. " Rossi said.
"They have the 2 at the top that control many men below them. The men below them we call the middle men. They are the ones that will set up appointments and do anything the ring leaders say. They are very dedicated." Morgan said.
"There is one more group of men below that. They are the bottom men and are still trying to prove their loyalty. These men will be the ones that do the kidnapping. That way if they mess up and get caught it doesn't effect the whole ring." Hotch said.
"We believe these men are generally between their mid 20's to their mid 40's." Emily said.
"Although these men use force they are still intelligent. The ring leaders would be able to hold themselves in a social situation. However all the men below them are socially awkward and don't know how to handle themselves." Reid said.
"These men would have to be physically strong and intimidating in order to control all these women and girls." Morgan said.
"They are believed to be very dangerous. That is all for now. Thank you." Hotch said, dismissing the men.
Morgans phone began to ring and he answered it with out his usual enthusiasm. "Hey mama whadya got for us?"
"Well ya know how they put the APB out on Corey Humphreys ever since we found his partial print and that he owned the building?" Garcia said.
"Yes." Morgan answered excitedly.
"Well they just got a hit! I sent the address to your phones. Go pick up this sick son of a bitch and bring our girl home." Garcia said before hanging up. Morgan relayed what was told and they all hopped in the SUV's.
After a long tedious drive of 20 min. they were at the address. It was a small coffee shop. hah probably thought this tiny coffee shop was tiny enough for him not to be found. Well I am bringing my girl home! Morgan though with a grin. The door opened and out walked a big man with a beard that hadn't been shaved in days. They hopped out of the SUV's guns raised.
"FBI! FREEZE BASTARD!" Morgan yelled.
He threw his cup of coffee at Emily and started to run away but not before Morgan could tackle him to the ground.
"Emily you alright?" Hotch asked and Morgan cuffed the bastard.
"Yeah I'm fine. But I will need a new set of clothes." she said looking at her wet shirt.
"Nice try pal." Morgan said shoving him in the back seat of the SUV.
20 minutes later they were back at the police station and Corey was in an interrogation room.
"What's the game plan?" Rossi asked.
"Um I want Prentiss in there. He thinks that he will be able to manipulate you. Let him do most of the talking and look timid and shy." Hotch said. Emily nodded and walked in.