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Row One
Headache...drip...headache...drip...headache...drip...
He shook his head as he opened his eyes; Derek Morgan knew instantaneously he wasn't in his bed with his wife curled into him. He knew she wasn't anywhere near him, he could smell her, he couldn't sense her, couldn't hear her rhythmic breathing. With that thought he shot up. Where was his wife? Panic hit him as his eyes adjusted enough to notice another male figure lying lifelessly on the floor. The one thing Derek Morgan knew at that point was his wife was missing, and he had a headache that was straight out of hell.
His attention diverted when he heard a groan and the unknown occupant shifted, slowly he watched as the man sat up, that was when Derek knew who he was sharing a room with. The shaggy, scruffy hair, the flowery retro shirt.
'Lynch?' Derek called out slightly groggily, some styles never change obviously he thought to himself.
'Morgan?' Kevin answered as he swung round on the spot. 'What the hell?'
'I don't know man... I don't know.'
'God... how greats this, to be shut in a room with you of all people.'
'Yeah well this isn't my idea of cosy...I was quite happily wrapped around my wife.' Derek bit back.
'Yeah I bet you would be.'
Derek began to stand, slightly unsteady, a chill ran over him, he was only wearing shorts and a t-shirt. He leant against the wall as he gathered his bearings and scanned the surrounding area.
'What the fuck is this place?' He muttered to himself, as he thought about where his wife could be. Both his and Kevin's attention shot to an area on the ceiling as it gave away and paper fell down.
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Row Two
Dizzy...Drip...Dizzy...Drip...Dizzy... Drip...
'Penny wake up....Penny.' Came the pleading voice. 'Penny. Please.'
'It's Penelope...' She groaned as the incessant shaking continued. Reality clipped in when Penelope realised her cheek was resting on damp, cold flooring and not the warmth of her husband's chest with its heart continually beating. 'Derek!' She almost shouted as she shot up to come face to face with the one woman she hadn't had to see in nearly 2 years. Looking at the person in front of her Penelope didn't know if the room was worse or the woman here with her, or the lasting dizziness she was currently experiencing.
'Penelope...I don't have a good feeling.' Said Jane, Kevin's partner. Penelope noticed immediately the sheer fear in her eyes.
With that image of her eyes set in permanent in her memory now she jumped to her feet and started pacing. 'This cannot be happening. Not this. Anything but this.'
Jane knew Penelope wasn't just ranting about being taken captive. She knew that Penelope was talking about the fact that she was captive with the one woman that had corrupted Kevin down to an emotionless man when it came to anything Penelope Garcia related.
'We'll get out Penelope.'
'No, we have to get out.' Was all Penelope spat out, the situation of what was going to happen whizzing around full speed in her head.
'We will.' Jane answered somewhat negatively.
Penelope went to speak when a click interrupted and paper floated to the ground in front of them.
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Row Three
Damp...Drip...Damp...Drip... Damp...Drip...
Aaron Hotchner rolled over and hit a damp patch immediately. His eye pinged open, and closed tightly at the bright over head light that was beaming down. He pushed himself up and saw a blonde headed woman he knew immediately sitting with her head in her arms.
'Erin?' He said trying to not sound too disoriented. He watched her head shoot up, the surprise not quite melting away.
'Aaron...'
'What the hell...' Was all he said as he took in the four new walls that certainly wasn't his bedroom at all. He rubbed his face with both hands, trying to get a firm grip on what he had just briefly seen.
'I don't know where we are... I just woke up here.'
Hotch could tell immediately from her voice she had been awake a lot longer, her voice didn't sound so hoarse nor did she slur. As his mind collected itself he assessed the mess they were evidently in. The boss stood up and touched the walls; he tried the door not at all stunned to find it locked. The only thing he knew what to do at that moment was to try the door knob again, and just to be sure, he twisted it for the third time.
He thought he was imagining things at first, but he could have sworn he heard something unlocked, as he swung round to look into the room he saw pieces of paper gracefully sink to the floor.
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Row Four
Cold...Drip...Cold...Drip...Cold...Drip...
'It can't be...' Emily Hotchner's mind repeated like a religious mantra. 'No...It's definitely her.' Emily had woken up to no husband, no sheets, no bed, no house. She had positioned herself firmly in a corner as she tried to gain sense of what was staring her smack bang in the face. So now here she was looking at the unconscious face of the woman she had taken the place of in the B.A.U. Her thoughts jolted from curiosity to concern when the dark headed woman began to stretch out and sit up, letting a slight moan escape her lips.
'Where am I?' She said as she blinked several times.
'I have absolutely no idea.' Emily replied somewhat deflated, her voice sounding like all hope was lost.
'Do I know you?' Confusion highly evident on her voice.
'No...but I know of you though. I'm Emily Hotchner.'
'Elle Greenaway.' She said as she sat against the wall. 'Hotchner eh? As in Aaron Hotchner?'
'Yes.' She said playing with the ring subconsciously, the one thing she wanted was her husband and she had no idea where he was and that was begin to make her lose her nerve.
'How did you mean you know of me?' Elle asked almost accusatorily.
'I... I replaced you on the team.'
'Oh.' Elle said, feeling the need to flee all of a sudden, the last person she wanted to meet was the one person that had replaced her on the team.
They both stopped their thoughts of one another as they looked up to see pieces of paper escape the ceiling and spread out widely across the room.
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Row Five
Sore...Drip...Sore...Drip...Sore...Drip...
A double moan echoed the room, both women just lay still, trying assess the difference around them; there was no comfort, no warmth, no safety anymore. Both were aware of the soreness in their neck, both were aware that they were not entirely alone, both were aware that their husband's were nowhere near to assist.
As if planned both turned to come face to face with one another, they relaxed slightly when they realised they knew the other person residing in the metal looking room.
'JJ, I...' Austin began to say rather apologetically.
'Don't worry Austin...We'll get out.' JJ said calm and collected, just like she was if she was briefing the team on a new case.
'How do you know that?' The other woman questioned.
'We will... we've just got to let go of everything and work towards getting out.'
'Why is this happening?' Austin said with complete terror in her voice as she rubbed her stomach.
'Austin you need to stay calm for the baby...it won't do any goo...' JJ stopped herself, her eyes widened. 'Henry!'
Austin took it upon herself to help JJ now. 'JJ, calm down please, I'm sure he's fine!'
'How do we know that? We don't know that!' JJ said with so trepidation in her declaration that it crackled. 'Oh god...'
'JJ please, calm down.' Austin said trying to keep JJ calm for both their sakes.
Click. 'What was that?' JJ said as she saw in her peripheral white rectangles falling. Her and Austin both watched them glide in the air.
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Row Six
Rough...Drip...Rough...Drip...Rough...Drip...
'I didn't drink last night.' Spencer Reid muttered as he sat up, eyes still closed, mind elsewhere. 'I must have...I feel rough.' He said as he finally opened his eyes. Oh crap. Entered his head as he realised his roughness was due to a drug not alcohol. His attention shot to the man sitting up to his left. 'Will?'
'Yeah.' He said hoarsely. 'I don't know what kind of crazy shit is going down but both doors are locked.' Will had already panicked himself with the whereabouts of his wife and son, the only thing keeping him calm right now was that his wife was intact in bed. He had to keep that hope alive.
'Both?' Reid said completely puzzled, he then assessed the room fully, no windows, one light, two doors, nothing in there but the two of them. Reid quickly noticed a square in the middle of the ceiling and stood slowly to assess.
'What are you doing?' Will had been considering that Reid wasn't all bad, Reid had moved on from liking JJ in a love sense, so why had Will kept some jealousy?
'There's an entrapment, a little hatch, right here.'
'How the hell...never mind.' He said with his voice full of its accent. 'What you recon its for?'
'I have no idea, I can't reach it but it looks...' Just then the hatch released and papers fell, some Reid caught others slid on the floor when they reached it.
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Row Seven
Bright...Drip..Bright...Drip...Bright...Drip...
David Rossi closed his eyes tightly against the brightness of the light, he opened his eyes once more, they reacted and he immediately closed them again, he repeated this several times before his eyes were able to be open fully. His attention peaked to the noise of a rattle right in front of him, self assessment over he looked.
'God damn door.' The other man said angrily as he kicked the door hard.
'Locked?' Rossi asked knowingly.
The man turned. 'Both are.' He replied with the melting anger still thick in his voice.
'Gideon...Jason Gideon?' He inquired.
'Yeah?'
'David Rossi.'
'The David Rossi?' Gideon said baffled. Why would an ex agent and an author be here?
'I have a feeling this B.A.U. orientated.' Rossi said after nodding his confirmation.
'B.A.U?'
'Yeah well you were a part of the team; I'm a part of it.'
'Part?'
'I joined after you.'
'But you retired.'
'Those plans can change.' He said standing, he walked running his hands around for any indentations, to no prevail he inspected the door himself. He looked at Gideon and could tell that the man was having a hard time to swallow the reality that he was indeed well and truly replaced within the team. For so long Jason Gideon had lived in denial of such a fact.
Both men approached the middle of the room as they watch the latch open, both catching all the paper as it began to fall gracefully.
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Dear The B.A.U. Family,
Yes that means that everyone within your team is here, in this game. Currently there are two of you per row. So you can know, the running order is this:
Row one – Derek Morgan and Kevin Lynch
Row two – Penelope Morgan and Jane Fitzgerald
Row three – Aaron Hotchner and Erin Strauss
Row four – Emily Hotchner and Elle Greenaway
Row five – Jennifer LaMontagne and Austin Reid
Row six – Spencer Reid and William LaMontagne, Jr
Row seven – David Rossi and Jason Gideon
Getting out of this room is easy; possibly the next on as well, the other ones won't be quite so straight forward. I'm sure you've already realised I have your respective other halves... well let's just say I'll give you some half way pleasures...
Let the game begin!
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As each pair finished reading the letter in their shaky hands, reality set in that their nearest and dearest were indeed drawn into this sick game. The nightmare had only just begun.
The next step was entering the next room through the door that had just swung open automatically...
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