sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry! life just got int he way I guess:/ I was on holiday then as soon as I got back i had to revise for an exam last week, and for an exam coming up this week.
It never ends!gahhh... (got a little dramatic there ) I hope i haven't lost any readers, because there is a lot coming up soon because i only have one exam left and my muse for this fic seems to have returned! yippee!
Chapter 12
Emily was now leaning against the wall, after some help from JJ. Although she'd done her best to mask the pain so her friend's wouldn't worry or see her in her weakest, she knew that this had already happened as soon as she'd been shoved into the sterile room with them. Now that she had some support from the wall the pain from her ribs was no longer coming in waves every time she moved, but had resided to a dull ache, never letting her forget it's sinister presence.
After the worried glances from her blond friend finally became too much, Prentiss finally spoke. "What is it, Jayje?" The woman who was sitting on the floor beside her looked up with concern in her eyes.
"What happened, Em? What did he do to you?" The brunette shook her head sadly and looked down at her intertwined fingers in her lap.
"I don't want to talk about it, we need to focus on getting out of here."
"Emily…" JJ whined, drawing out the word. "Just know that when you're ready you can talk to me, because I'm here for you, okay?" Emily finally drew her eyes back up to her friend's face, and then nodded her head reluctantly.
"Yeah I know, Jayje." She whispered softly, maintaining eye contact as JJ reached out and covered her hands with her own in comfort.
After what felt like a couple of hours later, although they couldn't be sure, Emily began moaning in her sleep as her head rested in JJ's lap.
"No… Dad, stop… Don't hurt her…"
"Em," JJ shook her friends shoulder tentatively, remembering what happened last time. "Em, honey, you need to wake up." The team looked on, concerned, as Emily's horror filled gasps awoke the already tense atmosphere.
"No! Stop! You're hurting me!" The brunette's face scrunched up in fear and pain, probably brought on by her own fidgeting in her restless sleep. Penelope scooted over from the other side of the room to assist her struggling blond friend.
"Emily you need to wake up now, it's just a dream." Prentiss' hands grasped at the air around her and settled when she found Garcia's, squeezing for a source of comfort, even in her unconscious state, in what was likely the climax of her vicious nightmare.
"No!" Emily shouted, her eyes widening in shock as she woke up unexpectedly, but rapidly going back down again at the excruciating pain in her ribs. Her panicked, and now pain-filled, gasps continued as her heart rate refused to slow.
"Buttercup you need to calm down for me." Penelope tried to stop the brunette from hyperventilating and rubbed her thumb soothingly across the back of her hand. She couldn't help noticing the brutal injuries surrounding her friend's wrists, from what she could only guess from her earlier bindings.
"It was just a nightmare, Em." JJ said softly, cradling Prentiss' head in her lap and stroking her raven hair. The woman's breathing calmed after a couple of minutes, but the men couldn't help but send concerned looks at the women every couple of moments.
"Jen…" Emily whimpered, but tried her best to hide the pain that was slowly reducing to an aching throb.
"What is it, Emily?" The blond responded, as she looked her friend in the eye, worry etched across her face.
"My dad hit my mom." She revealed what all of the team had already suspected.
"In you dream?" JJ asked hopefully, but her friend shook her head sadly, her eyes full of sorrow.
"But it happened in my dream too…" She looked confused for a second. "And then it went all blurry and he … he started hitting me too." Rossi looked away, not wanting to intrude on this already painful conversation as Emily's eyes filled with unshed tears.
They all sat quietly after this confession, not really knowing if it had happened earlier, or was merely a figment of her dream. All of them were hoping that she'd dreamt it, but no one felt it was their place to ask. After a while had passed in silence Reid cleared his throat.
"Um… Emily, do you know of any small buildings or maybe an outhouse on the edge of the property?" The woman slowly moved to sit up and Garcia and JJ moved to help her, and she didn't answer before she was resting somewhat uncomfortably against the wall.
"Most of it is just fields and gardens, but there is a really old stable block, maybe a mile or two from the house. Why?" Her perfectly sculpted eyebrows knotted together.
"What are you thinking of, Kid?" Morgan asked, crossing his arms across his chest.
"Well, there must have been a way of them getting stuff in and out of here without anyone from the house realizing." He spoke quickly, trying to get his words out as fast as possible.
"You're right," Hotch said slowly, thinking over the magnitude of the seemingly endless basement. Rossi shook his head.
"This is all well and good, but it's no help if we're stuck in here." The room fell silent in contemplation.
"So there's nothing we can do until he comes back." Emily sighed in defeat, and JJ rubbed her shoulder consolingly, until her hand stopped at the base of her friend's neck.
"Em," She spoke worriedly, causing the others to look over as well.
"Hm?" The brunette hummed; distracted.
"You're bleeding." JJ told her as she began to move Emily's raven locks to the side to get a better look.
"Let me have a look." The concerned Unit Chief stepped forward; needing to know what condition his subordinate was in. "Did he hit you when you were alone with him?" He asked Emily, as he looked her straight in the eye.
"I don't…" She thought back to her time alone with him, but drew up a blank. "I don't think so." She moved her hand up to touch the affected area and winced.
"What about earlier?" JJ asked, "When we were in the corridor before he took Morgan? They got me on the head then, too." She shuddered, not wanting to rekindle those memories at that particular time.
"And it's still bleeding?" Reid asked uneasily.
"Maybe I re-opened the wound earlier when he…" Emily trailed off and bit her lip.
"When he what?" Hotch frowned at her and pulled her chin up when she looked away anxiously. "Emily you need to tell us. I know you don't want to, but we do need to know." Aaron pushed softly, knowing that if he pushed harder she would retreat further into herself.
"You know when you guys were in the room with all the computers and those guys came in and brought you all here?" She swallowed nervously as they all nodded in encouragement. "He said you weren't doing it fast enough and he… he tasered me." The room fell silent once more as they were told something they had more or less known already, but it was one hundred times worse when you were told for sure.
"Oh gumdrop." Garcia trailed off, not knowing how to comfort her friend, so settled for a hug, which JJ soon joined in with. Emily refused to let the tears fall, although her eyes were burning.
The room froze when loud footsteps reverberated out in the hall. The BAU men stepped forward protectively in front of the girls when the door slowly swung open, and Mr. Prentiss casually sauntered in. Two men dressed all in black flanked him, each armed with a semi-automatic – just to be on the safe side.
"I have to say, guys," He gestured openly with his arms, "I heard you were the best the FBI had to offer. I'm a little disappointed if I'm honest." All he received was a stony glare from each of the room's occupants. He returned them with a sickening smile that they had all seen before upon the very unsub's that they track down.
"What do you want from us?" Hotch asked in his monotone voice reserved for the worst their job had to offer.
"You guys, just a little fun on the side," He shrugged as if talking about the weather, but then pointed at Emily. "But her… A little… payback, shall we say?" The other two men took another step into the room.
"Stand up!" He commanded at his daughter, who was still sitting, supported by the wall. Penelope and JJ moved to help her, but were waved off by Mr. Prentiss. "You two stay where you are. Now move!" He ordered again. Emily moved slowly to minimize the pain in her chest and pushed herself up from the ground, but couldn't stop the wince as she did so. Once she stood panting hard against the wall the man moved forwards and grabbed her arm, shaking her form before dragging her towards the door.
"Hold on!" Morgan shouted Mr. Prentiss, but shut up quickly when one of the armed men stepped in his direction.
"Don't worry." He stopped mid-way through the door, "You'll be joining us too." As soon as he stepped out of view six more men entered the room, and forced each of the occupants forwards in silence.
Into the unknown.
Thanks Bobby Taylor / Castle1773 for the magnificent ideas! they will be coming up soon! Review and tell me what you think please, I really want to get 100 reviews, and the 100th reviewer will get a one-shot with whatever pairing and situation they like!
