Oh my goodness, I totally forgot to add the standard "I do not own Criminal Minds" sphell. Well, there it is.
Also, I will update this story frequently, it is not long, maybe another two chapters, which I might just post the rest of the story this weekend. I have almost no free time and once Monday hits, the chances of me writing are slim to none. So, yes, I do update a lot but refuse to leave a story open. Just prepare yourselves!
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I haven't moved in a while, I am sitting exactly where I was when I received the notice. A few minutes after that, another envelope was delivered; this one contained information about her life, the people making up her support systems, her team, family. Everything I needed to know, except the one thing I wanted to know: how she would die. That file introduced me to the most important people in her life, from her boss to her young son, her nickname of "JJ" but only her friends could address her as such. A man named Hotch would be there as she passed, her son would speak to her moments before "it" happened.
"Alright, kid." Tim's voice startles me and I nearly jump up. "Easy. I was able to buy you.. well.. her, two more hours. The big man was understanding and agreed on the time extension." He pauses "and I get to go with you."
A massive, huge amount of relief washes over me. My own mentor will be with me on my first trip. "Thank you." I don't know what else to say.
He nods. "She won't see me, she'll only see you so you'll have to act on your own. But just remember I am there." Another pause and for the first time in close to two hours I am able to look away from the file. "Kid, it's going to be violent, just prepare yourself alright?" The tone in his voice has a warning in it and it clicks with me, he knows how she'll die.
"What?" I begin to ask but am quickly interrupted.
"I know what happens, just…" He closes his eyes. "It won't be an easy one, okay? We need to leave now, we are wasting time."
"She still has ten hours! Why do we need to go now?" I question as he steps towards me and instantly, everything shifts and suddenly we are somewhere else.
"She dies in ten hours, that doesn't mean her hell isn't about to begin."
And then, suddenly, I am back on Earth. I recognize the distinct sounds of traffic, the horns blaring, brakes screeching, people yelling. And for that brief few seconds, I am glad I am dead. It is so peaceful where I am, none of this.
"Why are we here?" I ask Jim, smiling slightly seeing him perched up, floating above a chain linked fence.
He points to an approaching black SUV, I see two passengers in the vehicle, Agent Jareau being one of them. I recognize the other as Agent Hotchner, "Hotch" as he is often referred to as. They look happy, they are smiling and talking, and my heart is sinking. I notice it out of the corner of my eye, three men watching the SUV carefully. I see that each one of them has a gun in his hand, I see that my agent has no idea.
The SUV comes to a slow stop and I find myself being able to hear the conversation that JJ and Hotch are having. Something about wrapping up the case, that it was done, they are at the abandoned construction site to dot their I's and cross their T's, nothing else. Their "unsub" had been arrested, they are excited to be heading home.
"We'll make this quick, get you home for Christmas." I hear Hotch speak and it occurs to me, it is three days before Christmas.
"Henry is so excited for Santa." JJ is beaming with pride as she speaks of her young son. "He asked Santa for a puppy this year."
"And?" Hotch cracks a smile at her.
"Will persuaded his sister to watch the puppy until Christmas Eve." She laughs as they walk across the gravel. It almost looks like they could be a couple, almost. They remain professional however and it has never gone any further than professionalism.
They are still wearing their FBI vests, it is obvious to the three men that these are federal agents and yet they don't seem to care. They are behind the agents now and are slowly creeping up on them. I want to scream and yell at the two to pay attention to be aware but I am simply a ghost.
And then I notice something very unusual, the three are making no effort to conceal themselves, are walking and talking as they approach the two agents. At the sound of them, I watch as JJ and Hotch turn around and smile at the three. What the?
Hotch sticks out his hand and greets every single one of the men, JJ does the same. It's then I notice the shining badges on the pockets of the three men, so these are not the three I need to worry about. The anxiety of this is enough, I don't want to be around here any longer. Why am I here exactly?
"We've got a pen in the car," I hear JJ's voice "Let me grab it." She turns and heads back to the SUV leaving Hotch and the four cops talking.
"Mike.." I hear that warning tone coming from Jim and I instantly know that something is about to happen. I look around for any potential danger and find it just as JJ turns into it. Two men are hiding behind the SUV, the vehicle blocking anyone from seeing onto the other side. Nobody, including me, noticed them walk up.
She goes down like a sack of flour, instantly unconscious as she falls into the arms of one of the men. At the sound of the bat, Hotch and the three cops rush towards their fallen comrade, guns at the ready.
"JJ!" Hotch is shouting, running then stopping as he nears both men. "She is a federal agent, let her go." His tone has taken a lethal quality to it, but it does not seem to startle either man. And then a car races in, and gunfire erupts. I hit the ground as bullets fly thru the air, hitting two of the officers. Hotch and the remaining officer duck behind the nearest object providing shelter and fire back. But they are no match, before they can do anything, JJ is stuffed into the car and is driven away in a hail of gunfire.
The last fading remnants I get of that construction site are the sounds of a very angry, a very worried Agent Hotchner barking orders into a phone about an abducted FBI agent, and two officers down; and JJ who is unconscious in the car bleeding from a gunshot wound to the thigh; I am at her side instantly and vow not to leave her. Ever.
The entire abduction is over in less than a minute, and not even five trained law enforcement officers could stop it. That terrifies me, who are these people who took my agent?
