"My ribs are fine, thanks for asking." she shot back at him. "Now put your hands behind your head and take a step forward. " He did move his hands but he stood still on the spot near the table. "I told you…" Emily started but was cut off as the vase from the table connected with her right arm and her gun felt onto the ground. Sharp pain coursed through her whole arm and she looked down at it she saw red liquid leaking from the wound and a piece of glass sticking out. She quickly turned to look at him. He already had his gun back, wide grin on his face. His gun was pointed at her but then he spotted Strauss. She was still in the same place, in the same position. Why won't she do something? She's just standing there. Oh my God, this isn't good.
"I see your friend here is quite in a shock. Are you sure she is an FBI Agent?" Emily could see how Strauss started to shake. Her eyes were always on the gun in his hand. The man slowly walked towards Strauss and stopped only few feet from her. He pulled a knife from behind his back. His attention was now only on Strauss. He pressed the knife on her cheek and she tried to back up but she was already pressed to the wall. Emily could see the thin trickle of blood running down her pale skin. She noticed he unconsciously lowered his gun.
Come on Em, this could be your only chance. Before she could really think it through her body collided with his and they were on the ground. Emily could hear Strauss yelling but she couldn't react, she had to focus on him. She knocked the gun out of his grasp but the knife cut her cut her on the right forearm. She hit him in the jaw and he took a step back. Emily was going to kick him to the stomach but he held her leg and twisted it and she let out a scream as she felt the pain in her knee and before she could do anything the man was on top of her pressing the tip of the knife to her stomach and Emily froze and stared into his cold eyes. For a while nobody said a word and they were just looking at each other. But then he laughed and put more pressure on the knife. She gasped in surprise as the blade slid into her body a little. She felt worm blood flowing down her side.
"How does that feel, Agent? Does it hurt? No? Well, maybe I should put more pressure on it." And as he pushed the knife deep into her flesh she couldn't breathe from the huge amount of pain that spread into her whole body. Her eyes widened and every single one of her muscles tensed. He took the knife out and put it next to the previous wound. It was hard to breathe for Emily and she looked to her right for a second. And that's when she saw it, her service weapon. She knew she could reach it but she wasn't sure if she had that strength in her arm with the piece of vase still stuck in her upper arm. She looked back at him and closed her eyes as if she was giving up. Of course she wasn't. But he didn't know that. When she opened her eyes again, he wasn't looking at her. He was eyeing Strauss and that was Emily's chance to set herself free.
She hit him to the head and quickly took the gun but it wasn't enough. When she turned back to him and aimed the gun at his chest she felt excruciating pain in her abdomen in the same moment she pulled the trigger. She let out a scream as the dead weight of his body caused the blade of the knife slide even deeper into her stomach and the pain was so intense she wanted for this to end. She wanted the darkness that was slowly blurring her vision to come faster so she wouldn't suffer anymore. But she was still conscious and the pain was horrible and it wouldn't stop. She wasn't even aware of the other injuries she had like her knee or her arm. But she was quite sure she had a concussion but the dizziness she felt could as well be from the blood loss. She couldn't move and what was worse she couldn't breathe.
Fortunately the sound of gunshot brought Strauss back to life. "Oh my God, Emily!" She shouted and ran towards the wounded agent. She knelt next to her and tried to roll the dead body off of her but her actions caused that the knife moved to the side a little and Emily let out a groan of pain but in the first moment the body was gone it felt much better even though she still couldn't breathe. She opened her eyes and sow Strauss hovering above her. "Emily, are you ok?" Are you kidding me? Emily thought for herself. I'm lying on the ground in the pool of my own blood and she's asking if I am ok? She tried to focus her eyes on her but it was no use so she closed them again.
"Do I… look… ok?" she whispered breathlessly. "I ca… can't breathe… He had to… hit… something."
"Ok, I'll pull it out, then." Strauss said and Emily's eyes widened.
"No, you… can't… pull it… out. The… knife… slows the… bleeding." she said quietly. "Just put… the pressure… on the other… wound. And… call Hotch. Tell him… what… happened." Strauss noticed her voice was getting weaker with every word. She did as Prentiss told her and put her hands on the younger agent's abdomen. She could hear Emily moan and she felt her hot blood leaking between her fingers. When she was sure her hand covered the whole wound she carefully took her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed Agent Hotchner's number. He picked it up after the third buzz. "Hotchner."
"Agent Hotchner, this is Section Chief Strauss. You have to come up here to the witness' house." In that moment she registered movement and she saw Davidson as he hurried towards Emily and put the pressure on the wound so that Strauss could step out with her phone call. "I called the police and an ambulance but it will take a while." He said and looked at the agent on the ground and saw she was already unconscious and was barely breathing. There was huge amount of blood around her body and her right leg was in wrong direction. He looked up at Strauss worry and fear in his eyes. Hotch's voice got Strauss' attention back to him.
"Strauss, can you hear me? What happened? Where's Prentiss?" She could hear his worried tone.
"That's why I'm calling you. We were interviewing the witness and then there was a man and he wanted to kill him. Emily was fighting him and she shot him but she's hurt. She's hurt badly, Aaron. We called an Ambulance and police but they said it'll take a while and I'm not sure she has time." She felt tears on her face and then she heard sirens in the distance. "Um, I think they are here. I can hear the sirens."
"Ok, I'll send Morgan and Rossi, they're the closest to your location. The will be there in couple minutes." Then he hung up and Strauss looked back at Emily. She was so pale. How could this happen? How could I let this happen? Why didn't I do something? She needed help and I just stood there. She was saving my life and when she needed me… Oh my God, what if she dies!
She turned to Davidson. "I think they are here so I'm gonna go out and lead them in here."
When she got out of the house the sound of sirens was louder and after few seconds she could see police cars driving towards the house with the ambulance behind them. When they stopped Strauss immediately told the medics where to go and she stayed standing in front of the house and started to prepare herself because of the black SUV that parked on the drive way. And she was sure that the man behind the steering wheel was very angry Agent Derek Morgan.