My vision was blurry but I remember someone picking me up off the ground. I couldn't make out their face as everything was just a big blur and my eyes slowly slid shut.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Derek POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I busted into the warehouse with Reid right on my tail. We kicked down a door and had our guns ready to go. I saw a body lying on the floor with a blanket over it. I ran to it afraid to pull it off. I shut my eyes and pulled it off. When I opened them...it wasn't her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Michelle pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Slowly I opened my eyes expecting to see Spencer and Derek and maybe even Matt beside me, but no. I was in a old shack. But, it looked familiar. I stood and swayed a little but grabbed on to the bed post. I looked around the room and noticed pictures on the wall. That's when I froze. They were pictures of me. Me and Spencer, Derek, Matt, The Morgan family, and the Goss family. I was beginning to get scared.
"Good to see you awake my dear." My heart stopped and I whipped around to be faced with none other than my dad.
"Wh-wh-where's- where's-"
"Morgan? Or Reid? Probably at the little warehouse I found you at. I must say tapping into the FBI's system was easy."
"Where's Kyle? What did you do to him?"
"Kyle? Oh yes Isabelle's little boy…." He opened the door that conjoined my room to the next and there sat a little brown haired boy scared out of his mind. He ran to me and I held him in my arms as my father laughed.
"Why?"
"Because…since you wouldn't come to me willingly I resorted to taking something from you, which happened to be your dear friend Isabelle."
"But why the boy?"
"Because he was there. Do I really need a reason? I'll be back in a few hours, I have some work to do. Be good." He turned around and I threw my shoe at him,
"YOU FREAK!" He turned around and slapped me across the face. The boy cried out in fear. And my dad left without a word.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Spencer POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was scared the body would be Michelle's but it wasn't to my relief it was Mr. Brian. But then a new fear encased me. Where was Michelle? If she wasn't here then where was she?
"He has a gun shot wound to the head torso and leg, and a stab wound in the shoulder from Michelle." Aaron was examining the body while the others combed for clues.
"Michelle couldn't have done this. She would've been too weak." Rossi was trying to make sense of the whole thing when Derek called out that he'd found something,
"Guys, this is an old photo of M when she was a kid," he held the photo up then he held up a photo of a little boy, "And this is a photo of Kyle. Isabelle's boy. Guys…Her father has her." MY heart stopped. Just when I though that the nightmare was over. My heart was racing and my lungs burned. All I wanted was Michelle back. To tell her how sorry I was for leaving her alone. That I loved her. Life just wasn't fair.
