Chapter 2

Emily and JJ tried to make conversation with the nervous woman who was pacing around the hotel room.

"Angel it will be alright. Hotch is making contact with the marshall service and we will get you into the witness protection program. We have no idea how this got leaked to the media." JJ's blue eyes were saddened.

Angel turned to JJ. "I don't want to go into hiding."

"You have to Angel. Even though you really can't ID the unsub he will still try to take you out." Emily told her with as much kindness as possible.

Angel closed her eyes. "This is a nightmare. I am going to wake up." She kept telling herself.

JJ and Emily just looked at each other knowing this poor woman's life was turned upside down.

Emily stayed with Angel at the safe house and JJ went home for the night.

Angel rolled around in the bed trying to get comfortable but couldn't. She looked over to see that Emily was sound asleep.

She quietly pulled back the covers and got on her clothes. She wasn't about to stay here.

Sneaking to the door and cracking it open she saw the guard was away from his post making rounds.

Angel made a run for it down the hall to the stairwell. She had to get out of there.

She was strolling aimlessly down the sidewalk and saw a bar open and went inside.

"What can I get you doll." The bartender asked as she sat down on the bar stool.

Angel began to dig around in her pockets realizing she didn't have any money.

"I guess nothing." She said letting out a sigh.

"What will it be? It's on me. You look like you have had a rough day."

"You have no idea." She said thanking the kind man for buying her the much needed drink.

The bar was mostly inhabited by men who seemed to be there for the same reason she was, drowning her sorrows with booze.

Angel had no more than finished her shot when she saw Aaron and Derek making their way into the bar.

"I should have known." She mumbled to herself.

Aaron began walking to her. Morgan hovered back by the door.

"Come on. Your partying is done for the night. I knew I should have kept you with me in the first place." Aaron said taking her arm.

Just as she was about to spout something off to him she heard Morgan shout. "Gun!"

Aaron pulled his gun as a shot fired and a bullet hit the man sitting on the bar stool next to her. A warm tingle enveloped her face and neck from the blood spray flying from the victim. Morgan fired his gun at the shooter as Aaron pulled Angel to the floor with him.

Guns were firing and bullets were flying as the bar patrons scrambled to get out of the way.

When the noise ended and the shooter was dead. Angel could hear Aaron shouting at Morgan. "We have to get her out of here!"

"Meet me in the ally Hotch." He yelled back disappearing out the door.

Aaron got up off the floor and picked up Angel up and threw her over his shoulder and ran for the back exit.

Morgan had somehow gotten his hands on a motorcycle and came skidding to a stop in front of Aaron. Aaron then tossed Angel onto the motorcycle in front of Morgan so she was facing his chest. She wrapped her arms and legs around him burring her face into him.

"Get out of here now!" Aaron shouted.

Morgan hit the gas and they flew out of the ally and onto the street. Sirens sounded all around from the approaching first responders.

Morgan weaved the roaring motorcycle in and out through the cars loosing anyone who may have tried to follow.

Angel clung on to him with all of her strength as they flew onto the freeway and out of the area.

Finally rolling to a stop in a thick wooded area Morgan shut off the loud motor. Still clinging to him she asked quietly. "What now?"

It had to be some sort of a state park they were in because there were bathrooms just over the hill. She needed to use one.

Morgan checked it out to make sure it was safe and Angel went in. At least it was a real toilet with a sink.

She finished peeing and went to wash her hands. A cracked mirror over the sink showed the blood spatter still on her face. She pulled out paper towels and began to wash it off the best she could.

"Feel better?" Morgan asked. She just looked at him blankly.

"Reid is coming to pick you up and take you somewhere safe to meet up with US Marshall Burk."

"Great." She said flatly.

"We will need to hang out here for a couple of hours then we will meet up with Spencer." She walked over to a nearby picnic table and sat down putting her head in her hands. Morgan went over and sat down next to her.

"Why did you leave the safe house Angel?" Morgan asked.

"I couldn't stand the idea of being locked up in a room like that. I just needed to get out and breathe."

"You did a stupid thing." Angel gave Derek a dirty look.

"Is this what the rest of my life will be Derek?"

"I don't know." He answered softly.

"Then maybe I should have let that guy shoot me on that roof instead of hide."

Morgan stood leaning up against the motorcycle as Angel paced back and forth.

Finally a little compact car not bearing government issued plates on it pulled up. Spencer climbed out and walked over to Morgan.

"You have everything you need?" Morgan asked.

"Yes. There should be no way to trace our moves until we reach the rendezvous sight." Spencer gave Angel a slight smile and she walked to the car and got in on the passenger side.

"Good luck man and be careful."

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