Rescue

Jack woke up feeling cold and sore with his foot giving him a lot of pain. He wondered where he was and looked up to see he was outside in the middle of nowhere. He looked behind him and saw a white building some distance behind him and remembered how he ended up here and tried to get back up again. He had to save his dad. He couldn't let them operate on his dad.

He saw cars speeding towards the hospital and hoped to God they were his dad's team coming to save them. He tried to walk towards the cars dragging his foot but he stumbled a few times. He kept going though knowing he was the only one who could help his dad.

"Hold on, hold on," Jessica said pointing to the moving figure not so far from them. "Jack!" She'd recognise her nephew anywhere.

Dave swerved the SUV onto the grass and parked as quickly as he could. When he did they got out and rushed over to Jack who kept stumbling towards them until Jessica finally caught up with him and he fell into her arms looking distressed.

"Uncle Dave," he cried looking at him distressed. "You've got to save dad! He doesn't remember who I am! He doesn't even remember who he is and they're going to give him an operation!"

When he heard the last one and looked up to see the others heading towards him he shook his head and indicated for them to carry on to the hospital shouting, "Go! Go!Go!" Seeing the panic in the older profiler's eyes they ran back to the SUVs and sped off to the hospital knowing Hotch was in serious trouble.

Stephen smiled as Daniel wheeled Aaron into the OR strapped down to the bed and as bald as a baby's bottom. Aaron looked around him terrified. What was going on? What were they going to do? He was so confused but he knew something wasn't right. If they were going to help him why was he restrained? Why had the doctor kissed and fondled him? That surely wasn't normal. Who were these people and what did they want with him?

When he saw the scalpel he stiffened in fear and kept his eyes on it. "Aren't you meant to put me under? Aren't you meant to give me anaesthetic?" he asked vulnerably.

"Oh Aaron, what fun would that be!" Daniel answered tutting picking up the scalpel with his latex gloved hands and seeing Aaron squirming like a worm trying to wriggle free.

Daniel grabbed him firmly under the chain and made the first cut on the left hand side about 5cm above his ear. Aaron looked at him more frightened as Daniel brought the scalpel across the same line he'd just created.

As Daniel was about to cut even deeper Aaron heard voices shout, "Freeze," and fainted dead away.

Daniel looked up to see two agents pointing their guns at him. "Come to share the fun," he smiled up at them. "He doesn't remember you."

"What have you done to him?" Morgan insisted while placing a hand on JJ's shoulder.

"Oh just a little experimenting," he smiled. "He doesn't even remember who he is."

As he was about to bring the scalpel to the cut again Morgan answered, "Touch him once more and I put a bullet between your eyes."

"Oh is that so agent," he smiled about to cut again but Morgan's gun went off before he could and he fell back dead hitting the floor behind him.

Stephen was about to pick up the scalpel himself but Morgan's gun went off again and hit him square in the chest. He went over to the two of them and seeing Stephen try to go for the scalpel again he shot his gun again until he made sure they were both dead.

JJ meanwhile ran to Aaron's body as Spencer came through the door and almost collapsed when he saw him there lying on the bed restrained, bald and with a large cut to the side of his head with his eyes closed. Morgan caught him knowing how much the older agent meant to him.

"He still has a pulse," JJ exclaimed. "He has a pulse."

They all breathed a sigh of relief even Jessica, Jack and Dave who had heard it through the walkie talkie Dave had been carrying. Jack hugged his Uncle Dave relieved they'd finally been rescued even though he knew his dad's recovery would have to go a long way.

Paramedics ran in and unstrapping Aaron placed him onto a stretcher then ran outside to the ambulance with him. Seeing the ambulance Dave ran over to them carrying Jack as it was clear his ankle was twisted and he knew he had to be with his father. They placed him onto a chair and started to put ice on his ankle telling him they'd take a closer link at the hospital.

"Is dad going to be alright, Uncle Dave?" he asked worried.

"He'll make it, buddy, it might take him a long time but he's going to be alright. He's a fighter," Dave answered.

He nodded and stroked his dad's bald head. "Last time I saw him he had really long hair," Jack smiled sadly.