Maggie stirred gently and was aware of a throbbing pain in her head. She raised her hand to it. Something wet touched her hand.
"Oh what the hell?" She asked pulling her hand back, blood coated Maggie's hand. Maggie became aware of two young girls hovering over her, looking worried. Maggie sat up slowly, the throbbing got painful.
"Are you okay?" The blonde girl asked. Maggie looked at her.
"Jessica?" The girl nodded. "Are you okay? He hasn't hurt you has he?" Maggie asked. Jessica shrugged.
"Not physically." Maggie turned her head to the other girl.
"Ashley?" She asked. Ashley nodded. "And the same question." Ashley cracked a small smile.
"No he hasn't." 'Good.' Maggie thought as she placed a hand protectively over her right side. It was then she noticed her flak vest was gone. Maggie looked at the girls.
"Did he take my flak vest?" She asked. The girls looked at the floor.
"Good to see you awake Agent Robertson." A dark voice called from the other side of the room. Maggie looked up to see the gunman leaning casually against the wall, with her flak vest in one hand.
"What the hell were you thinking when you smacked me across the head with the butt of the shotgun?" Maggie asked. Her head throbbed painfully and she raised her hand to it.
"I didn't want them to send a fake." He said.
"I'm not, can't you recognize the accent from the phone? It's kinda hard to get a cop with the Australian accent." The man shrugged.
"Well I couldn't hear it properly through the door." He explained. Maggie sighed.
"Okay I came up here unarmed to negotiate, what are you after?" She asked wearily. The man just smiled.
"In due course."
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Morgan was pacing up and down the van, now starting to annoy Hotch.
"Morgan, calm down!" He cried out at last. Morgan stopped pacing.
"It's been an hour and she hasn't called or came back down yet!" Morgan cried angrily. Rossi watched them with interest.
"Morgan, relax, Maggie knows what she is doing." Rossi put in gently. Morgan shook his head.
"Something's wrong, I know it here." Morgan said laying a hand against his chest. Hotch looked surprised.
"Morgan, do you love her?" He asked. Morgan shook his head.
"Not like that." He said simply. Rossi's phone rang and he answered it. He talked quietly in the background.
"Hotch, something is wrong…I know she isn't dead but…." Morgan trailed off. Hotch nodded and grabbed his radio.
"Okay, get ready to go in." Hotch said. The van door swung open and Maggie walked in with a giant gash in her forehead. Morgan ran over.
"Mags are you alright?" He asked worriedly. Maggie's eyes looked dead. Hotch grabbed her shoulders.
"Maggie?"
"He wants to be able to leave without anyone following him. That's his demand." Maggie looked up at Hotch.
"I took that chance to profile him and if his behaviour is right, he is going to use one of the girls as a shield, maybe shoot her when he gets into his car and then he'll do even more damage…kill more people." Maggie said. Hotch led her out of the van.
"We've got to get that wound checked out." Maggie allowed herself to be led from the van and to a waiting ambulance. Hotch talked to the paramedic for a few minutes.
"Maggie what happened?" Maggie stared up at Hotch blankly. Hotch gazed at Maggie with concern.
"He opened the door and hit me across the head with the butt of the shotgun." Maggie said dully. Hotch took Maggie's hands in his own as she got her head wound cleaned. Maggie winced as the paramedic put some disinfectant around the wound.
"H-He said something else." Maggie whispered. Hotch looked at her concerned.
"T-That if he doesn't get away…he won't be taken quietly, he'll shoot anywhere he can, he doesn't care who he takes down." She said quietly. Hotch squeezed Maggie's hands.
"Maggie, we aren't going to let him kill anybody else." Hotch promised. Maggie looked up and stared into Hotch's eyes. Hotch was relieved that her eyes had more spark in it. She gave a weak smile and let out a whimper as the paramedic accidently got disinfectant into the wound.
"Ouch." Maggie said. Hotch laughed and stood up. Maggie rubbed her eyes.
"Are you feeling okay?" Hotch asked.
"Just tired," Maggie said. Maggie looked up at Hotch. "Hey Hotch, how long was I up there." She asked. Hotch thought for a second.
"Just over an hour." Maggie shook her head.
"How? I was talking to him for….Oh." Maggie said. "When he knocked me out." She finished.
"Okay, you're good to go." The paramedic said. Maggie and Hotch thanked him and stood up. Maggie stretched out her limbs. Hotch glanced at her quizzically.
"I was out for I don't know how long and my limbs are aching like mad." Maggie explained.
Hotch and Maggie headed back to the van where Morgan had once again started pacing. Morgan was staring at Maggie's flak vest with blood splatter across it.
"Morgan?" Maggie called out tentatively. Morgan glared at her for a second before going back to his pacing. Hotch rolled his eyes and went to look at the screen. Maggie walked over to Morgan.
"Morgan?" She asked softly. Morgan turned on her.
"I told you not to take this off!" Morgan said angrily. "But like Reid, you did!" He continued. Maggie got confused with Reid for a second.
"I did not take it off, okay, the unsub did when he knocked me out Morgan." Maggie explained. Morgan looked at her. "I kept my word." Morgan smiled and took Maggie into his arms, hugging her tightly.
"He was worried about you." Rossi said suddenly. Morgan looked embarrassed.
"Thanks for the subtly, Rossi." He said. Rossi just looked away, fighting a smile. Maggie hugged Morgan closer.
"Thank you." She whispered, only for him to hear. Morgan smiled and placed his chin of the top of her head.
"You're welcome." He murmured back.
The radio buzzed over.
"Agent Hotchner, we have movement inside the corridors, it looks like he is using a girl for the shield."
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Okay, Maggie is alright but is worried…Sorry this chapter is shorter than the rest but I have taekwondo so yeah…
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