Rescue
Trinity re-entered the warehouse she was keeping him. He could hear the footsteps behind him and tried to prepare for his next attack but he had no idea what was coming next. This girl was obviously delusional believing they were lovers. He would do whatever he had to to get back to Emily in one piece.
"My idiot brother managed to get himself arrested," she said.
"They will find me," he answered firmly.
"They'll never separate us, my love."
"Don't underestimate my team."
"You sound like you want to leave me," she shouted plunging the knife into his stomach causing him to double over. "What have I done but love you?" she screamed stabbing him in the eyebrow while he was doubled over.
He heard more footsteps enter the room and hoped to God they were his team. He heard guns brought up and felt her stick the knife into his right thigh which stung like a bitch.
"You won't take my love from me," she shouted.
"Trinity, he already has a girlfriend. Do you even know his first name?" Rossi answered.
"I saw Aaron first," she screamed grabbing the knife handle.
"We know your father left you when you were small. Are you going to deny Agent Hotchner's children their father? He has an eight year old son and a newborn baby. That's why he was at the hospital, Trinity."
She screamed dragging the knife, "you cheating bastard." He tried to grin and bear it and just hoped they'd arrest her soon. He knew they had to get away from him in order to do so.
Suddenly he heard a bullet go off and saw it hit her arm. She howled and drew out the knife in shock. The blood was beginning to drip in and over his eye and mist his vision. She was about to run at them with the knife when Rossi shot her again. She fell back and Morgan went to deal with her while Rossi went to deal with his best friend.
Rossi unchained him and took his weight as he tried to get his feet back on the floor after being strung up for so long. He helped him walk out to the ambulance though he did so gingerly. His feet hurt as did his head, abdomen, leg and wrists. He just wanted to see his family again and sleep.
Rossi noticed his eyes drooping and shook him gently. "No, my friend, you must stay awake. You've suffered a head injury," he said.
"I'm so tired," he answered weakly.
"Let the medics have a look first. We can't have you slipping into a coma."
He nodded and sunk into Rossi trusting he'd help him get to the ambulance. He knew his best friend would help him while he felt his strength leaving him. It just felt such a long way.
When they reached the ambulance Rossi handed his best friend over to the medics. They sat him down on one of the beds and cleaned his eyebrow and the blood on his face. They then stitched it up while he winced and tried to keep his eyes open.
"Can I sleep?" he asked.
"You're in no danger now. You can lie back if you want to. We'll take care of your other wounds," the medic answered after checking his eyes.
He nodded and they helped him onto the bed completely. As he closed his eyes they linked him to a heart monitor. They cleaned up his abdomen and stitched him up while they drove to the hospital. They examined his leg. They were relieved there was miraculously no soft tissue damage. They sutched it up.
They then placed him on a blood drip as they deemed he'd lost too much blood. They also had a look at his wrists and ankles. They could see they'd been cut a little though they were mostly bruised. They cleaned them up with antiseptic wipes then bandaged them.