Barn
He woke up to feel his hands tied behind his back and feeling somewhat woozy like he'd been hit unconscious or drugged. His eyes still stung a little but not as much as they had when he was lying next to the fire. He could feel blood running down his face and the side of his face stung but he'd try and ignore it as he looked around and tried to take in his surroundings.
He could feel a wooden wall behind his back as he felt splinters stabbing his hands and back. He looked around and saw he must be in the barn as he saw bales of hay around him and dirt beneath him. He felt his shoes had gone and he could feel the dirt in between his toes.
He saw in front of him a young woman looking like Emily. He knew she couldn't be Emily because she was at least ten years younger. Was she related to her or was it just a coincidence? Did Emily have a sister? She'd never spoken of any family but there had always been some kind of mystery surrounding her. Was this why she'd swapped her desk for the field?
He saw she was dirty and wearing rags. Her hair was wild and she looked incredibly frightened. How long had she been here? What had she suffered? Was she the reason the UnSub had turned to looking for just men? He could see a mixture of scars and fresh wounds on her arms and legs. What had they done to her?
He heard voices just outside the barn and strained to hear what was being said. He hoped it was his team coming to set them both free. He had to help rescue this girl; it was clear she'd suffered years of abuse at the hands of the UnSub.
He heard Darrell say, "We must be on the move now he's found us. The FBI will surely follow. He's an agent."
"We can't move. You've been shot," she answered concerned.
"It's just a flesh wound," he brushed off.
"It's not a flesh wound. I can't stop the bleeding."
"I'll be fine. We need to move. I won't let them catch you."
"I won't let them take you."
"If we stay here they'll take us both."
Suddenly everything went quiet and he thought he heard the sound of footsteps. He knew though that they'd soon be moving and he feared it would be before his team got here as this had only been one of several leads they were chasing up. He had to get himself and this young woman out of here before they moved.
He tried to get his hands out of the ties that bound them together behind his back but as they did they just dug deeper and deeper into his wrists. He tried even harder as he saw an open gas canister roll under the barn door. He just had to save them both. He found breathing harder and harder as the gas filled his lungs and tried to order her to put her hand over her nose and mouth to escape the gas overwhelming her.
As he passed out vowing he'd save them both he was relieved to see her do as he instructed. At least he'd saved her from the gas for now.