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~ Chapter Eight ~
He watched her as he walked into the room, a tray full of her favourite food and some coffee. He watched her as she just sat there, pretending to not even notice him in the room, looking at the wall in front of her. He saw the blood dripping down her wrist, and the dried blood that had fell down her leg from cuts he couldn't see yet.
He heaved a deep sigh as he took in her pale face, her hollow eyes with dark circles underneath gave away the lack of sleep since she had been there. He almost kicked himself for letting her do this to herself, the one thing that had attracted him to her in the first place was that sparkle in her ocean blue eyes, and now that sparkle was gone. That was gone, along with the woman he fell in love with.
He placed the tray down on the floor, smiling a little at the woman who looked as though the slightest touch would break her. He noticed her eyes flicker towards the food, wrinkling her nose a little before turning her eyes back to the wall. He wondered what she was thinking, how much she hated him right then. This wasn't right though, she was supposed to love him. She was supposed to love him as much as he loved her.
"Jennifer?" He whispered, kneeling down and smiling at her when she looked at him, nothing but terror in her eyes. Her eyes turned to the gun he held by his side, which he quickly put in his pocket, lifting both of his hands up.
"I won't hurt you." She didn't say anything, she just sat there, staring at him. She wanted to scream, she wanted to tell him that he already had hurt her. The very fact that she was here, away from those she loved, had hurt her more than anything else in the world ever could.
"It's all going to be okay now. You're safe with me." He reached out for her, just to brush that golden hair out of her face, quickly pulling it back towards his own body when she flinched.
"You will understand soon." He mutters, picking up the glass of coffee and smiling as he handed it to her, she looked from him to the coffee for a moment, she knew she was thirsty and she knew that she had to cling onto the strings of life for a little while longer – just until the team worked on a profile and then found her. She knew they would come soon, they always did.
Her hand shook as she took the cup, her eyes wandering to the other side of the room as he watched her, waiting for her to take a sip from the warm drink. She looked back at him for a minute, taking a small sip, closing her eyes as the warm liquid ran down her throat. She held it closer to her, seeking any sense of warmth she could.
He noticed the way she shivered, panic rising through him as he got up and ran back up the stairs. JJ watched him run, wondering what was wrong with him.
"I am so sorry." He muttered, running back down with a large, pink blanket. She bit down on her lip, shuddering as he wrapped it around her shoulders. She looked up at him, confused. Why was he being so nice to her?
She looked down at the cup, trying to hold back the tears.
"You're going to love me one day." He smiled at her, sitting down on the mattress next to her, she looked at him, knowing where this was going – they had seen this before. He had fallen in love with her, she may have seen him around, she may have even spoken to him before, whatever she said or did he thought she loved him.
"I don't love you, and I never will. You can keep me here for as long as you want, but I will never fall in love with you." She looked him in the eyes, tears running down her milky white cheeks as she did,
"Look, we will make a deal, okay?" She nodded, unsure of what else she should do,
"I will keep you here for a month, and if you still don't love me then I will let you go." JJ looked away from him, a whole month, it seemed like a lifetime to her but she agreed anyway. She would never fall in love with him, both of them knew that, no matter how much he bought her, no matter what he said or did. She would always love Hotch. And deep down, he knew that as well.