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Chapter 15

"On my count. 3…2…1…" The team all stealthily, but quietly, made their way through the door. They looked both ways down the hall, and decided to go left since they had no idea in which way they needed to go. They quietly made their way down countless halls, taking unknown amounts of twists and turns when Emily hushed them, and motioned for them to all stop.

"I can hear footsteps." The brunette informed them in an almost undetectable whisper. Almost as one, they group dodged down a neighboring hall and pressed themselves the wall while some of Mr. Prentiss' men walked past. As soon as the threat had passed they carried on with their journey, now each of them listening out for the footsteps that only Emily had heard.

While they passed yet another innumerable solid steel door, Emily halted, causing everyone else to stop thinking that she'd heard another set of footsteps.

"Did you guys hear that?" The silence in return made her take it as a no. "I thought I heard someone crying." She pointed to the door she was loitering beside uncertainly on her toes. Hotch nodded, his eyes stern.

"I hear it, too." He looked at the rest of the team. "Are you happy to go check it out, or get out of here and tell the locals what we found?" JJ spoke up first.

"We can't just leave someone behind, Hotch. Who knows what could happen to them before we get back to them." She said, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Okay." Hotch agreed with their decision and they all got ready to enter when her put his hand on the doorknob. He counted out to three on his fingers and quickly opened the cynical door. What they saw caused all of them to freeze in their tracks.

"M…Mother?" Emily coughed out, her eyes wide in disbelief.

"Emily!" Elizabeth exclaimed in surprise. She was bound to a chair in a similar fashion to what Emily was earlier. Hotch shut the door so no one would walk past and unexpectedly stumble across them.

"What are you doing here? What happened?" Emily forced out as herself and JJ rushed forwards to undo the ambassador's bindings.

"I'm not sure what happened… I felt really drowsy and fell asleep. When I woke up I was here." Emily frowned, and then winced severely and grabbed her ribs when she bent down to untie her mother's ankles from the chair.

"Easy, Princess." Morgan put his hands on her shoulders and forced her to look him in the eye. "You need to be careful, alright? Let me do this." He bent down to help JJ finish off. Emily stepped to the side of the room as her mother gave her a worried look.

"Emily, what happened? Are you alright?" She asked her daughter as Morgan helped her stand on her shaky legs that she hadn't used for a couple of days.

"I'm fine, mother." The brunette closed off, not wanting to worry her mother even more after what she had been through in the last couple of days.

"Prentiss." Hotch ground out, and sighed. Emily rubbed her hand over her face, but stopped when it touched the bruising that was quickly worsening.

"Okay, okay… I'll be fine as soon as we get out of here and that bastard is locked in prison." The team would have been shocked if they didn't agree on what she had said.

"Emily, I'm so sorry for dragging you into this. If I had known this would happen-" She was cut off.

"He would have gotten me anyway, Mother. It's better off this way so we can all get out of it with the team's help."

"And we will get out of this." Hotch added on the end.

"I hate to say it, but we need to get going." Rossi said, making his way over to the door again.

"Woah…" Emily moaned, holding one hand up to her head and the other to brace herself against the wall. JJ rushed forwards and wrapped her arm around her friend's waist to steady her.

"What's wrong?" JJ asked anxiously.

"Just… Dizzy…" Reid walked up to the pair and looked in each of Emily's eyes.

"Do you have a headache?" The younger man asked, to which the brunette nodded. "Hotch, I'm pretty sure she has a concussion."

"Okay. Are you okay to keep moving?" He looked to Emily.

"Yeah, it'll pass in a minute, don't worry." She strained a smile at the group.

"JJ, are you alright?" Hotch asked, remembering that JJ was also knocked out earlier as well as Prentiss.

"Yeah, Hotch I'm fine." She smiled at him.

"Okay, we'll get moving. But if any of you," he looked pointedly at JJ, Emily and Elizabeth, "Feel unwell you need to tell me, alright?" They all nodded in relief of getting moving again. JJ let go of Emily slowly.

"You okay now?" She raised her eyebrows at the brunette, who nodded back with a half smile in appreciation.

Hotch checked that the coast was clear before they got moving again and soon enough they were making their way down the identical halls of the concrete prison. They sped up after a couple of minutes once Elizabeth was less shaky on her feet and were quickly passing through corridor after corridor, Hotch systematically checking around each corner before they moved in.

Unfortunately they had quite a few near misses with some of Mr. Prentiss' men, but they were always alert and ready to hide at the slightest sound.

We must be near the end soon. Emily thought, We've been walking forever! Just as this thought passed through her mind they slowed to a stop when Hotch motioned for them to stop as he peeked around the corner.

"There are two men guarding a door." He replied to their questioning looks. "Okay, me and Morgan will go around, the rest of you stay here until we give you the okay - We don't want to give them any extra unnecessary targets." Morgan nodded and moved around the corner with him, with their guns raised.

"Put your hands up!" They ordered the guards as they made their way into the hall. The two men looked at each other for a second an each made a move to grab their weapons.

"Don't move or we'll shoot!" Morgan told them in a hushed voice, not wanting to attract any attention to themselves from anyone else who could be nearby. Both men still made a move, despite the warning and Hotch and Morgan both fired, ushering the team around the corner quickly so they could get away from the source of the noise as quickly as possible.

Hotch tested the door and looked inside when it opened easily. There was a dark tunnel with lights dotted along the sides. He motioned for the team to follow; Emily and JJ taking the guard's automatics as they rushed past.

"This must be the way out." Reid expressed once the heavy door thudded shut behind them.

"We'd better hope so." Hotch stated, then moved forwards into the foreboding darkness.


Oh dear, another cliffhanger? My mistake;)

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