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Chapter 6

It was Rossi's home so of course he knew the ways around in his own house like the back of his hand. Therefore he knew exactly where his friend had fallen. He would know the way there no matter how dark it was. The only thing he had to think about was that there could be other traps out there somewhere. He was just about to turn around when he heard a sound just in front of his face and he had barely time to register it before his eyes started burning. Something was sprayed on it. The UNSUB was right in that room and sprayed something in his eyes. Something flickered, mixing between light and dark before it stayed at light. The power was back on, but yet his sight was all blurry keeping him from seeing. Was he really going blind? None of it made since. Wasn't the darkness enough to keep them all from seeing? But now his eyes burned and he couldn't see clearly at all.

Next thing that didn't make sense was how the hell had the UNSUB managed to cut a hole in his floor without any of them noticing it. Sure the hole was in the storage area where he knew the floor was thinner, because of the lack of floor heating, and easier to cut through, but wouldn't they have heard it? Unless it already was this way by the time all the guests arrived. How long had it been this way, he didn't know. He hadn't had enough time to spend in his house as of lately so there was no saying how long. But if that would have been possible this was one hell of a guy to get past Rossi's alarm system. Rossi shook his head, deciding that this was too much to think about now when he needed to get to Hotch.

He took a couple of steps back and then turned around, keeping one hand on the wall the entire time. So he knew how to find his way around in the dark and he sure as hell knew how to move around now too. Only this hurt a thousand times more than the dark.

He gritted his teeth while trying to control the pain. Slowly, he started to walk through the foggy corridor, feeling with his hands and feet for when the stairs would come. He couldn't end like their unit chief.

The ones that were left in the bedroom with Emily waited anxiously to hear any news from Rossi and Hotch. Morgan and Will knew they should have gone with them, but they had been the closest to the door and also had the biggest chance to actually catch their UNSUB. If it was him they were chasing. They had all the candles, since they would've most likely blown out when running, so the two oldest agents only had sound to go on. Luckily one of them was Rossi, who would know his way around the house.

What none of them expected was the loud crash that game only a minute later that startled them all.

"What the hell was that?" Will asked stepping outside the room with one foot, holding the candle tightly to see where the sound came from. Nothing was there.

"Did you see anything?" Garcia asked, nervously.

"No, I think it came from inside one of these rooms." Will guessed.

"I am not searching through any more rooms, just look at what happened to Kevin." Morgan said, moving away from Emily and instead pacing the room.

"What happened to Kevin?" Emily asked, concerned.

"He got shot, but he's on his way to the hospital." Reid explained and Emily's eyes widened.

"Then we have to get out of this room. The crash could've been Rossi or Hotch." Emily said and started out of the room.

They knew Emily was right so they followed her out. Emily opened the first door, not so careful about what could be inside since she hadn't seen how Kevin was hurt. Morgan grabbed her shoulder and pulled her to the side.

"What are you doing?"

"You can't just open the door like that. That's exactly how Kevin was shot. There might be traps everywhere." Morgan explained and Emily formed her mouth to a delicate O.

She was just about to say something when the lights started to flicker and they all were surprised when they stayed on. The light blinded them at first, but they got quickly used to it after opening their eyes slowly.

"The light is back." Reid stated.

"Looks like it is." Will agreed. "Why, though?"

"This UNSUB is sure making it a hell for us to profile him." Morgan said stroking his bald head. "And he doesn't give us a lot of time to think."

They sighed in agreement as Emily moved inside the room where she recently had opened a door. Nothing there. The next room was the same. But they were all happy that they were able to see that as soon as they opened the door now.

There were no traps in any of the rooms, which surprised them all, and when they reached the last room most of them were holding their breaths, sure that something would come at them in there. If it wasn't Hotch or Rossi in there they had been lured into a terrible trap that none of them would enjoy. What they saw on the other side of the door, after Emily had thrown it open and all of them had jumped aside from the opening, was something none of them had been prepared for. It was Hotch alright. Lying motionless on the floor, surrounded by thousands of pieces of glass. There was blood seeping out from somewhere, but they couldn't tell from where. Morgan was the first one to run up to him, followed by Will. They checked his pulse first which was weaker than what Emily's had been and the amount of blood didn't make them calmer. Neither did the lack of voice. It should have gone on immediately, letting them know that they could bring him outside. But it didn't. Would he just let Hotch die?

Emily looked upstairs and saw the large hole Hotch must've fallen through.

"He cut out a hole in the floor." She said quietly. "He led him right into this trap." She pondered in silence before adding. "How did he do that?"

Everyone looked up to the hole, but no one answered because they didn't know the answer.

"Where's Rossi?" Garcia asked through the tears that was slowly making themselves down her cheeks.

"Rossi?" Will yelled upstairs, but got no answer. "Rossi?" He tried again, even louder. Still nothing.

"Should we move him downstairs? In case he lets us bring him out." Morgan asked, looking at the others who nodded in response. Hotch was a pretty big guy so both Will and Morgan helped to lift him up, hoping that they would also see where the blood was coming from. They did. His head was bleeding and he had a piece of glass in his back. It was bad, they all agreed on and they needed that voice now more than ever. They just needed Hotch to get out.

Emily, Garcia and Reid moved away from the doorway as Derek needed to get out of there. Hotch was hoist over his shoulder with Will walking close behind to make sure that Morgan wouldn't drop the wounded man. Emily remained standing in the room, glancing up to the third floor. When she noticed that the others was pretty far gone in the hallway she hurried her steps to catch up with them. The last thing she wanted was to be left alone again. Like Rossi was now. And they had no idea how hurt he was. Was he in the same state as Hotch, or worse? Dead. No, they couldn't think of him like that. They would find him as soon as Hotch got help. Maybe after Kevin was sent out they had a little hope of making it out. If the man didn't kill them then, would he ever? Was it just empty threats about what he said regarding the police. Now, though, when Hotch had gotten hurt so much worse and still hadn't got a ticket out they rethought the whole thing.

Will helped support Hotch down the stairs to make it easier for Morgan to carry the heavy man. As soon as they got downstairs and reached the couch Morgan carefully put Hotch down on his stomach, making sure that none of his wounds were put against the soft material.

"Hotch." Morgan said and tried to shake his shoulders. He knew that the women outside wouldn't be able to carry the man. He would have to be awake. When Hotch groaned Morgan tried to shake him more, to get him fully awake. It seemed to work as the older man stirred, trying to get up from the couch.

"Hotch, try not to move. You got hurt pretty badly." Morgan said and Hotch actually listened.

Morgan stared at the glass for quite some time, wondering if he should pull it out, but decided against it since they wouldn't be able to disinfect the wound and wrap it up.

Then it finally came, what they'd all been waiting for. The Unsub.

"He can go out now." He said shortly and a click could be heard, opening the door.

Morgan took Hotch's arm over his shoulder, letting the unit chief support himself on Morgan.

"And grab some keys if you want the man to get to a hospital. I believe Beth took Kevin to the hospital." The voice added when Morgan reached the door. Emily was quick on her feet to give Hotch the keys from her purse. She helped him open the door wider and they saw JJ running to take over from Morgan. It was a lot heavier for JJ to support Hotch, but it wasn't too far to Emily's car.

The door closed once more and the only thing they could do was to hope that Hotch would be okay. There was nothing they could do for him anymore. Now they just had to find Rossi and make sure that he was okay too.