Hi guys, working really hard because I don't want to keep you waiting. love always! Becki xox
The case was going nowhere, the team had been in Nevada for 6 days now, they had 19 suspects but no evidence on any of them, another girl had been found dead and another was due to go missing. The team was falling apart, Hotch was disconnect; more than usual, Reid was almost always silent, Rossi was trying to be normal but failing, Blake was working 24/7 as was JJ. Morgan and Garcia clutched to each other whenever they could, they grew closer together, trying not to abandon the other, each night they would hold each other and one would often cry.
It was now a tuesday and at 1300 hours another woman was meant to disappear.
'Aaron?' Penelope whispered
'Yeah Pen?' They team were trying to to find small ways to comfort each other, first names worked for a while, it made them seem closer.
'I can't sit here and do nothing, I have to go out and find that basterd'
'We all wish we could do that'
'Well now I am taking a stand, you can all come with me or watch me go! I am leaving now, we have 1 hour to find the unsub!'
'You can't go! You're unarmed and you don't know what to look for!'
'I have read the profile! I know to look for a fancy sports car! I am going!' Penelope screamed at him, she had tears running down her cheeks but she had to go. She turned and grabbed the SUV keys off the table, she was goig to find this guy with or without her time. Before anyone could stop her or find Morga to stop her she was out of the station and out of sight.
Hotch grabbed his cell and hit 5;
'MORGAN'
'Derek it's Hotch'
'What's up man?'
'It's pen...She just ran out of the station with SUV keys... she's gone to find the unsub'
'WHAT?! WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP HER?!'
'I tried, you have to go find her, if she gets hurt or worse taken we will all loose our hope!'
'I'm on it. Tell the police Hotch, get them looking for her'
'Will do'
They both hung up, Morgan felt a stab of worry hit him, if she died he would be lost.
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Penelope was racing through the town, her heart thudding, her mind thumping.
'WHere the fuck are you?!'
She was shaking ad her eyes were stinging. Every road was empty, no road held a sports car, no'one had the money in these areas they were all students. She was giving up, her anger dissipating, she sighed and looked out the car to turn, as she pulled forward to reverse she felt a huge crash. The car was spinning and her arm was wet and her foot was in extreme pain. She couldn't scream, her voice was trapped. Sirens blared in the distance.
The car stopped and she opened her eyes, the fear made her shut them, she looked through her wing mirror, a black lotus was smashed up behind her, she lent across slowly to the glove box praying that there was a gun in it, she quickly hacked the security panel and out slid a gun. Her door was dented and she could now see the blood running from her left wrist and shoulder, she was unable to see her legs yet due to the dent, but she was not going to let this bastard go, if it was the unsub, she creaked and shoved the door open, ignoring the large amount of pain her side was in. Stepping gingerly out of the vehicle she saw the blood that coated her calf, her tights were ripped and stained red, she was unbalanced and shaky but she was not going to give up. Penelope turned to look at the other car, in it was a man; mid 30's, pencil moustache and greasy hair, he was unconscious and next to him was a restrained woman, she was silenced but her eyes were screaming for help, her blouse was covered in her own blood. Penelope rushed towards the scene, ignoring the sirens of pain her body was giving off, she tugged at the door and as it swung open the drivers eyes darted open. She raised her weapon and prayed for this to end...
As if by magic she heard distant police horns and knew she would only have to hold off from killing this shit for 2minutes. But could she do it?