Emily's P.O.V
We parked the SUV's and hopped out in front of a small house. This was the house Jessica's family was murdered in.
"Derek, Emily, go around back, and Rossi, Reid and I will go in the front," Hotch said. Derek and I slipped around back, guns out. I motioned for Derek to go first. He nodded. He waited for Hotch.
"Jessica Johnston? FBI!" Hotch yelled. He yelled it again, but there was no response. Just has Derek was about to kick in the door, a woman rushed out passed Derek, stabbing a knife into his stomach as she ran.
"Hah! Thank you flack jacket!" He called following behind me as I chased the woman.
"Jessica Johnston! Stop! FBI!" I yelled.
"Hey? Why you runnin? Huh?" Derek called to Jessica. I tackled Jessica and pinned her to the ground.
"Drop the knife," I told her. Her stomach was to the ground, arms stretched out; I was basically sitting on her.
She dropped the knife. Derek picked it up.
"Why you runnin' with a knife?" Derek asked her as I hand cuffed her.
"Funny, this looks like the same knife that murdered 6 innocent people, and wounded 2," Derek asked looking at it, as Hotch, Rossi and Reid, ran to us.
"Let's go, Jessica," I told her, "You're under arrest for assaulting a Federal Agent, and for the murders of Jennifer, Tom, and Jason Taylor, Renee, George and Tyler Johnston, and-" I was cut off by a police man. It was the same policeman that knew Kaitlin and her family that had been at the scene with me.
"And the attempted murders of Kaitlin Taylor, and Bailey Charleston."
Jessica laughed. "I didn't attempt to kill them," she began, "I purposely stabbed them where I did so they wouldn't die, but so they would feel the same pain I felt when my parents and brother were killed." A police officer took her from Morgan and put her into a police car.