Chapter 4

*Emily*

Hours later I left Jack to talk to Ian. "Stay here Jack-Jack; I have to talk to Ian." He looked at me and held on to my leg. "It's alright Jack" he slowly and reluctantly let me go and I walked out leaving the door open.

I walked up to Ian who was standing outside. "I'm taking him home Ian."

"No you're not. I should never let him go."

"Why Ian? Why would you do that?" I asked.

"I lost my son because of my work, he should too." He sneered. He wanted to keep Jack away from his father because of something I did?

"No! it was me. I faked his death." I whispered.

"He's alive!?" he yelled. He stepped closer to me and grabbed my throat effectively cutting off the air to my lungs. "Where is he?" he demanded loosening his grip just enough to allow me to speak.

"I'll never tell you." I croaked. I have given Declan a good life and I wasn't about to allow Ian to ruin it.

He threw me to the ground my head hitting the concrete floor. "Where is he Lauren?"

"Emmy!" I heard Jack yell. "I'm fine Jack, stay where you are." I told him hoping he wouldn't come try and help me.

"Tell me Lauren!" Ian demanded of me again. "My names not Lauren Ian, you know that." I hoped to stall him until the team could get here and help Jack.

"I know your name, now tell me where is Declan?"

I was still on the ground when I told him "No." He kicked me multiple times before dragging me to my feet by my hair. Once stood up I heard a couple of car doors slam closed. I elbowed Ian before yelling "Run Jack! Outside! Hurry run to your dad!" Ian recovered quickly though pulling his gun out and pointing it at my chest.

"But Emmy—." He cried.

"NO Jack. GO NOW!" I yelled almost angry that he wouldn't listen. I didn't want him to see Ian kill me.

"Emmy," he cried again. "I love you Jack-Jack, now GO!" he ran out the door slamming violently closed.

"Tell... Me... Lauren." His voice deadly calm but I could tell by the look on his face he was anything but calm. "No, I won't tell you."

He turned the safety off "I'll ask you one more time" he stated

"If you kill her you may never get the answer Doyle."

"Aaron! Where's Jack?" Why the hell wasn't he with Jack? "He's with Garcia."

"I want to see my son" Ian roared. "Well I won't let that happen." I told him. I heard the door open and the team and Justin filed in, all guns trained on Ian. I looked back at Ian and he was looking at everyone who now occupied his bunker. Justin and Aaron creeped in first followed closely by Dave and Morgan and behind them was Reid and JJ.

"Ian, I told you I wouldn't raise him to be like you. He's happy Ian, safe; I can't take that away from him."

"I would've kept him safe, just like I did when he was little." He snapped. He was getting really mad and I was afraid of what he would do next, the safety on his gun was already switched off.

"You can't guarantee that, not with what you do. People would have noticed he was yours; he looks a lot like you. This was the safest thing for him."

"The safest thing?!" he was getting seriously agitated and I was afraid that he might pull that trigger accidently. Just a twitch of his finger the wrong way could send bullets into the only family I have.

The door creaked open one more time but this time a voice accompanied the creaking sound of the old door. "Jack! No Jack, don't go in there! Jack!" Garcia yelled and Jack managed to get past Reid and Justin but not Morgan. He grabbed him and then I heard a multitude of gunshots before feeling the burning scrape across my shoulder from a bullet with just enough force to knock me on my ass. I heard more gunshots and I saw Justin fall.

"Justin!" Justin was like the brother I never had. The one I never really wanted. I jumped up and ran to him. He was lying on the floor, a hole in his chest, blood running out of his mouth. I kneeled down by his head. "Hang in there Juss." He managed a small smile but coughed. "Do..dont..wo..worr..worry.. about.. me. Everyone's time here… is lim..limited." he smiled one more time before his eyes rolled back into head. I ran my hands through his hair letting a few tears escape. "Juss! Juss! Come on Justin, please." more traitor tears were falling.

"Come on Em" Hotch picked me up and held me close allowing me to break down and cry in his arms. I hate crying, it shows weakness, but I let the tears fall freely until my brain cleared enough to think. Jack!

I pulled back and I'm sure I had a very panicked look on my face. "Where's Jack? Is he okay? What about Ian?" I felt like I was talking a million miles a minute. He pulled me close again and whispered in my ear "Jacks fine. Morgan grabbed him and got him out. Ian's dead." I looked up at him "Why aren't you with Jack?" it almost made me mad that he was with me and not Jack. "Jack was very insistent that I 'saved Emmy'" he set me on my feet and guided me to the door and when he opened it I could hear Jack arguing with Morgan.

"I have to see Emmy! Let me go Uncle Derek!" he yelled. He sounded angry. "I can't let you do that kid. She's alright. I promise Jack."

"NO! Let me Go!" he was still angry but Morgan wouldn't let him go. Jack stopped struggling and just cried out "Please, Uncle Derek." Morgan was able to set him on the curb and he just curled into a ball.

I walked up behind him and tapped Morgan's shoulder. Morgan backed up and I took his place. "Jack-Jack" I picked him up and put him in my lap. He wrapped his arms around my neck.

*Jack*

"Okay Jacky boy, let's get in the car." Aunt Penny tried to get me in the car but I heard a lot of yelling from inside when Uncle Derek opened the door. "Emmy" I took off and ran to Emmy.

I could hear Aunt Penny yelling at me "Jack! No Jack, don't go in there! Jack!" I opened the door and ran in and the mean man with the grey eyes-the one Emmy called Ian-was pointing a gun at Emmy. I ran past Uncle Reid and a man with dark hair before Uncle Derek grabbed me. When I looked at Emmy she looked at me before I heard a lot of gunshots just like the ones I heard in my house when the bad man George killed my mommy. Ian fell down and Emmy grabbed her shoulder before fell down. Then there was more loud shots and the dark haired man fell down. I heard Emmy yell 'Justin!' before uncle Derek carried me out.

"I have to see Emmy! Let me go Uncle Derek!" I yelled. I was angry. Why wouldn't he let me go to Emmy? "I can't let you do that kid. She's alright. I promise Jack."

"NO! Let me Go!" I was still angry but I was too tired to keep fighting, Uncle Derek is really strong. So I just curled up in ball. "Please, Uncle Derek." Uncle Derek sat me on the curb and then I heard her voice. "Jack-Jack" she picked me up and put me in her lap, I wrapped my arms around her neck. She made feel safe and warm. She was warm and soft and smelled a lot like mommy did. She made me not miss mommy so much. It was easier to do stuff that mommy use to do with me with Emmy. Daddy tried but it wasn't the same.

*Emily*

"Are you okay Jack-Jack?" I felt him nod his head. I saw the police arrive and I knew I would have to talk to them. Most people in Ireland speak English but where we were in Ireland most still spoke a form of Gaelic. I picked him up and carried him to Hotch. "Go to your dad buddy, I have to talk to the cops." He nodded his head and went to his father.