Hotch leapt into action, yelling out instructions left and right as they left the main van. Morgan handed Maggie her flak vest. Maggie quickly slipped it over her head as Morgan fixed the straps tightly. Morgan smiled quickly at her before joining Hotch.
"Morgan, call Reid, tell them to come down here quickly, we may need his brains." Hotch said. Morgan nodded and pulled out his cell. Hotch turned to Rossi.
"Get Garcia on the phone." He ordered. Rossi nodded and went off to call her. Hotch turned to Maggie.
"Maggie, you're with me." He said. Maggie and Hotch pulled out their guns and waited behind a police car. The gunman finally kicked open the front doors of the building as Reid and Emily pulled up. They were already wearing their vests. They joined Hotch and Maggie behind the car. Hotch nodded briefly and kept his eyes on the door. The masked gunman caught sight of Maggie and grinned. Maggie felt a twinge of pain in her back, but she kept quiet.
"You are going to let me go! Or the girl dies!" The gunman yelled out. Hotch waved everyone back. Morgan joined them.
"Get ready to make chase." Hotch said. We nodded and backed up more towards the cars. The gunman pushed the girl away as he climbed in the car and trained his gun on her. Maggie saw and quickly aimed and fired her gun, hitting her mark, the gunman's wrist. With an outraged yell, the gunman left his gun of the ground and started to speed off. The BAU raced into the two cars. Morgan sat next to Maggie, in the car with Hotch. Morgan looked at her with amazement.
"Nice shot." Morgan congratulated as he grabbed onto the thing (Sorry mental blank) above the door next to him as Hotch made a tight corner. Maggie smiled.
"Didn't want him to kill her." She said. Maggie saw Hotch's eyes flash proudly at her briefly through the review mirror. The police had got into their cars later than them and were so far behind that their sirens couldn't be heard.
"Rossi, he is going to the warehouse on the first right." Hotch informed Rossi sternly, as they were 2 minutes behind them.
"Sure thing Hotch, do you want me to……" The radio crackled and buzzed off. Hotch stared at the radio.
"Something's jamming the frequency." Hotch said, throwing the radio onto the seat next to him. They screeched to a stop in front of the warehouse and climbed out of the car. Rossi's car pulled up seconds later. They jumped out.
"What happened with the radio?" Rossi asked. "I can't tell the others where we are." He said concerned. Hotch shook his head.
"There's no time to go back, if he gets away he will kill more people." Reid informed them.
"There's like a 93.98 percent that he will try to kill someone soon." He threw out the statistics. Morgan rolled his eyes. Emily shook her phone.
"I had Garcia on the line before we entered this place with no communications available. I got her to check blue prints on the building, there are three entrances. One here, one at the back and one at the side, but they all connect to different parts of the building and you can't get to say the front end by going in the back door, it's blocked off." Hotch shook his head.
"Okay, Morgan and Reid, you go in the back entrance." They nodded and ran off.
"Rossi and Emily, you take the side." They both sprinted off.
"Come on Maggie, we have the front." Maggie and Hotch pulled out their guns as they approached the door. Hotch nodded and Maggie kicked the door open. The warehouse was chilling, it had boxes and cage looking things piled up that could make perfect hiding places.
"Keep close to me Maggie." Hotch said. Something wasn't right; Hotch felt the chills running up and down his spine. Maggie was getting the same sensation.
Hotch and Maggie clicked on their torches and held it in position above their guns, sweeping it left and right to shine light on the extremely dark places.
Hotch nodded and went to go right. Maggie went to follow him when she heard what she thought was the sound of foot steps coming towards her. She whipped around and shined her torch, nothing was there. Maggie turned around to see where Hotch had got to, he was around the corner further away then Maggie would've liked. Maggie was about to try and catch up when a blast of pain rippled through her head. Maggie dropped dizzily to the ground holding her head. There was a clatter of metal as the pipe used to hit Maggie was thrown to the ground. The assailant grabbed Maggie's right arm and twisted it upwards, so her hand was resting near her neck, and pulled her up. Maggie was dimly aware of what was going on around her. There was a burst of light.
"Let her go!" The familiar voice of Hotch ordered. Maggie heard the sound of straps being cut through then a sharp prick being steadily held to her left side, around waist height. A cruel laugh and Maggie knew who was holding her. The gunman had Maggie as his hostage and Hotch hated it. Hotch looked at Maggie, who was half out of it and if she could, would be swaying around. Blood was trickling quickly down her head as the wound was reopened, and a bruise was beginning to form just below the hairline. Maggie's right arm was twisted painfully behind her back. And Hotch, noted with dread, was the knife that's tip was pointed into Maggie's side. Hotch looked at the grinning gunman.
"You lose Agent." He laughed. Maggie chose that moment to smack her head back, cracking him in the chin. Hotch had an opening and took it, shooting the masked gunman. Maggie fell to the ground screaming, new blood rushing out of her side where the knife was now embedded. Hotch quickly holstered his gun and ran to Maggie's side, holding her in his arms.
"Hold on Maggie," He begged her, as her breathing got shallower. "Please, just hang on." Hotch's radio crackled and Reid's voice floated over.
"Hotch, we found the device that was jamming the frequencies, we've turned it off and what was…" Hotch interrupted.
"Reid, call the medics immediately!" Hotch all but screamed at him. Morgan took the radio off Reid.
"Hotch, Reid is calling the medics now, what's happened? What was the gunshot?" Morgan asked.
"Morgan, Maggie's been stabbed and I shot the guy." Hotch was surprised to feel the tears overflowing as he begged Maggie to hang on.
"She's losing a lot of blood! Where are the medics?!" Hotch cried out. The sound of footsteps broke the eerie silence.
"Oh no!" Morgan's voice yelled. Morgan pulled his jacket off and tried to stem the flow of blood, without pushing the blade further.
"Hotch, how is she?" He asked worried. Hotch looked up, his eyes bloodshot.
"She is drifting in and out of consciousness." Hotch said before the sound of more footsteps.
"Oh, God, Reid told us what happened!" Emily's voice cried out. And after what seemed like forever the sirens could finally be heard distinctly. Hotch leant his head against Maggie's.
"Just hold Maggie, please just hold on, it's almost over." The sirens were closing in.
Maggie couldn't focus, the pain in her side was terrible.
Maggie almost gave up, then she saw her best friend in front of her.
"It'll be okay Maggie, I promise it'll be okay!" Her friend said, tears flowing freely down her cheeks. Maggie shook her head. Hotch watched her worried.
"You broke your promise, Mitchy, it wasn't okay." Maggie was muttering as she was loaded into the ambulance. Hotch climbed in next to her and held her hand tightly.
Hotch's hands, flak vest, pants and some of his shirt was coated in Maggie's blood. Maggie kept muttering the same line over and over on her way to the hospital.
"You broke your promise, it wasn't okay. You broke your promise…." The paramedic looked at Hotch.
"Do you know what she is muttering about?" He asked, as he put a bandage around the stab wound, it held the knife in place. Hotch looked up, his face tearstained and streaked with Maggie's blood as he tried to wipe his face. Hotch looked down at Maggie's paling face.
"Unfortunately." Hotch responded. They pulled up at the hospital and Maggie was whisked off to surgery. The BAU team, minus Garcia, arrived shortly after. For a few hours, Hotch paced worriedly. After a while Hotch stopped a nurse in scrubs.
"Excuse me, but do you know anything about Maggie Robertson's condition?" He asked. The nurse looked tired as she nodded.
"She lost a lot of blood and the knife, luckily, missed all vital organs." The nurse walked away. Ten minutes later Maggie was wheeled out of surgery and into her room.
"Anyone here for Maggie Robertson?" The doctor called out. The BAU team stood up, the doctor was taken aback.
"Are you family?" Hotch shrugged.
"In a way." The doctor limited the visitor to one person at a time. The doctor accompanied Hotch to Maggie's room. Hotch sat in the seat next to Maggie's bed and took her hand. The doctor looked at him.
"Are you, uh, the main person of Maggie's emergency contacts." Hotch shrugged once again. The doctor checked his list.
"Aaron Hotchner?" He asked. Hotch looked surprised but nodded all the same.
"She changed her emergency contacts this morning." The doctor said. He took a seat next to Hotch.
"I want to talk to you about Maggie's condition." He said. Hotch nodded.
"Of course." The doctor looked through his notes.
"Okay, the knife missed all major organs but she lost a lot of blood," The doctor said. Hotch nodded.
"A nurse informed me before." Hotch put in. The doctor raised an eyebrow.
"Of all her injuries, other than the obvious one of her head?" He asked. Hotch shot his head around.
"All of her injuries?" He asked hoarsely. The doctor nodded.
"There is deep bruising around her body, it looks recent, maybe a 3 to 4 hours ago." Hotch now understood the maniacal grin that the gunman gave Maggie and why she seem so quiet after the negotiations.
"Also, there is scarring on her wrist. It looks self inflicted. I know it's been done a long time ago, but I wasn't sure if you knew about it." Hotch turned Maggie's hand over so her wrist was facing upwards. And with shock, Hotch saw the jagged scars on her wrists.
"Oh god." Hotch moaned, slumping back in his chair. As Maggie's condition improved the doctor allowed another visitor in. Morgan took the offer up. Morgan took the now vacant seat next to Hotch. It had been an hour since Maggie came out of surgery. She could still see Mitchy standing in front of her, with that expression that'll haunt Maggie for the rest of her life. A gunshot rang out and Maggie shot forward. Morgan and Hotch reacted quickly as Maggie suddenly shot up in bed, so she was sitting up, with tears flowing down her face. She buried herself into Hotch's arms and cried. Hotch soothed her.
"God, my first day and already I'm in hospital, you must think I'm terrible at this." She sobbed. Hotch shook his head.
"For that situation, you did quite well." He smiled. Morgan left the room to tell the others.
"But that's not all you're crying about is it?" He asked gently. Maggie shook her head.
"Massive flash backs, sorry." She whispered. Hotch held one of Maggie's hands in his own and turned it over gently, revealing the short, jagged scars on her wrist. Maggie turned away from them in shame.
"Maggie, when did you do this to yourself?" Hotch asked gently. A fresh load of tears threatened to overflow.
"I started almost 9 years ago, but stopped 8 years ago." She replied, disgusted with herself.
"I understand why you must've started but what made you stop?" Hotch asked.
"I-I realised that M-Mitchy would be soo upset with me…for letting myself just go away from me." Maggie explained. Hotch nodded and took Maggie into his arms once more to stop the harsh sobs now racking her body.
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There may be one more chapter, but it'll be a really short one if I decide to go through with it, or I might just hold out to next story….Maggie's first day ended with a bang, literally. Lol.
Okay you know the drill… Read and Review people.
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