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Chapter Twelve.

We all walked out the office together and I welcomed the cooler air. The kid was my main priority – I couldn't care less what happened to Noah, he went through a trauma but that doesn't give him the right to go on a killing spree and orphan children. As we reached the car Morgan's phone rang and we stopped, looking at him.

"Give me something good baby girl."

"I've managed to triangulate Mr Millers location, he is currently at the Linda Vista Community Hospital."

"That place was abandoned in nineteen ninety one." Reid added and I looked at him, my hand reaching up to remove my hat.

"Has he got any history there?" I asked and I could hear Garcia typing away.

"He used to work there…" she replied and I suddenly felt cold, we were running out of time.

"Right call JJ and Prentiss, get them to meet us there with a swat team." Hotchner ordered and we all got in the car, Rossi slamming down on the accelerator.

"We're gonna get him Clara." Reid said from beside me.

"How can you be sure?" I turned my eyes to look into his and he shrugged.

"I'm not, but I believe in the team and I believe we can stop him."

I just looked at him for a moment, my lips pulling into a small smile. "That's a very good answer Doc."

We all pulled up to the abandoned hospital and I looked up at it, the sun casting the place into twilight as it disappeared underneath the horizon.

"I think now is a good time to admit I'm not a fan of creepy abandoned hospitals…" I whispered as Prentiss moved to stand beside me.

"Yeah… I'm agreeing with you on that one."

I let a shiver slide down my spine as the swat teams moved into positions. I moved forward, deciding to partner up with Prentiss. "Prentiss, Davis – you two will start with the tunnels in the basement."

"The basement?" We both spoke in unison and Hotchner raised an eyebrow.

"Problem?"

We shook our heads and walked inside, moving towards the stairwell. If it wasn't for the kid, there would be no way in hell for me to ever want to come down here.

"I don't like this… the place is huge. What if we don't find him in time." I spoke to Prentiss as I turned on my torch, my gun raised as we stepped into the tunnels.

"We gotta focus on the positive not the negative here Clara." She replied, her voice being carried down the long dark tunnels.

"Yeah… that's a good idea…" I whispered and we moved in unison to the right, our hands pushing open any doors as we cleared each room.

"These tunnels go on for ever." Prentiss spoke again, as we cleared two more rooms.

"We need more people down here to search in the other direction." I looked at her briefly before pushing open another door. In the centre of this room was an old operating theatre. Old papers were lying across the floor and it even had some of the old tools thrown around the place too. Whoever was brave enough to come and graffiti these walls needed a god damn prize because this place was making me more and more uncomfortable.

"Clara…" I turned slowly and stepped out the room, Prentiss was holding up her gun down toward the way we came and I raised mine, shining the torch.

"Whose there?!" I called and nobody replied, our heads turning to look at it each other before Morgan, Reid, JJ and Hotchner turned the corner causing us to freak out.

"Whoa! Easy!" Morgan held up his hands and I let out a sigh of relief. "Someone's feeling a little edgy."

We both narrowed our eyes at him and carried on walking deeper into the tunnels. "No luck upstairs?" I asked and Rossi shook his head. Well I think he did, it was pretty dark down here and the torches were facing forward to what's in front of us.

"No luck, we're still searching but there's more things to cover down here." I nodded at him, grateful to have more of a group.

As we moved further down we heard a small cry, my eyes widening as I quickened my speed. "That must be the boy.." I whispered and they nodded, the team slowly approaching the room with a faint light escaping the sides of the door.

"We move on three." Hotchner whispered and I stood beside him, ready to breech. "One…Two…Three!" Hotchner kicked down the door and Morgan and I filtered in first, our guns locked on Noah Miller as he held a long blade to his sons throat.

"Noah… Lower the knife…" I spoke, my eyes looking at the boys terrified face.

"Sir, look at your son. Can't you see what you're doing to him?" Hotchner spoke this time and I don't think my hands have been this steady in years. My gun was aimed right for Noah's head. "Just let the boy go… we can help you."

Noah shook his head, his long hair covered with sweat as it clung to his weathered cheeks. "You don't understand! I have to do this!"

I shuffled slightly closer and Noah pointed the knife at me for a second, his eyes burning with rage. "Stay where you are!" He moved the knife back to his sons throat and he pressed it hard enough into the skin to draw a small amount of blood. My heart was pumping right now, I could feel it pushing adrenaline around my body. We all knew how this was going to end, he was going to commit suicide by police fire and if we did that the boy would be killed in the process.

"Mr Miller, we are all sorry for what happened to your wife but you can't take this out on your son." Rossi spoke to him now, adjusting his position so he was more to the side of Noah than frontal. "Just let the kid go… would your wife really want you to be doing this?"

He shook his head now, his behaviour becoming more and more erratic.

"Just think of the mess…" I blurted out, his eyes moving back to me.

"You were able to clean up all the blood before isn't that right Noah? You did a brilliant job too." Prentiss knew what I was doing and she joined in, adding to the distraction.

"You left no trace at the homes of the people you killed." JJ spoke, moving to stand beside me and Prentiss as the boys moved to get a clearer shot.

"I was very impressed." I said as I looked at him, his eyes locked onto us.

"You were?"

The three of us nodded and we could see the grip on the blade loosening from the child's throat. "You wouldn't want leave all that blood here? With nobody here to clean it up…" I watched him as he looked down at the boy, the blood dripping down to the handle of the knife.

"Let him go Noah." Prentiss said again and he grew angry, the knife moving towards the boy's throat as he let out a scream.

"You're too late!"

"No!" I shouted, a gunshot echoing through the room. My eyes were wide as I watched Noah drop to the floor, his son stumbling forward and into my arms. "Hold on sweetie… You're going to be okay..." the wound was across his neck and the blood was seeping quickly from it.

"Someone shine a light on him!"

Everyone around me turned their torches onto me as I searched for the artery, my fingers sliding into the wound to pinch it off.

"We need to get him to the hospital now…" I pushed back the tears as Hotchner helped lift the boy, my hand holding steady as we moved quickly down the tunnel.

"Stay with us okay buddy?" Hotchner spoke to him as the boy just looked up at him with tear filled eyes. "We're going to get you some help."

We managed to get to the stairs and we practically ran up them, the rest of the team clearing the way as we moved outside.

"Medic!" Hotchner and I called, the paramedics running forward to meet us with a trolley.

"He's loosing a lot of blood…" I looked at them, pleading with them to keep this boy alive. "I've got the artery pinched but if I let go…"

The medics moved quickly as we placed the boy down. "Okay darling, when I tell you to move your hand, you do it." The medic spoke to me, her hands ready with a clamp. "Now." I pulled back my hand and they clamped off the artery immediately, moving the child straight towards the ambulance.

"Do you think he will be ok..?" I never turned my attention off the ambulance as it slammed shut the doors and turned on the sirens.

"Your quick thinking may have given him a fighting chance." Hotchner replied as I watched it drive away, my eyes moving up to look at him.

"Wasn't all me. We did it together." I looked down at my hands and clothes, red blood covering most of the front portion of me. "I need to get out of these clothes…" I whispered, walking away from him and through the crowd of police officers to the rest of the team.

"Can anyone take me back to the hotel? I need to change…"

The team looked at me as I gazed down at my now shaky hands. "Yeah Red, come on I'll take you."

Morgan moved to to my side, his hand pressing softly into the centre of my back. "We will meet you guys back there."

They all mumbled their agreements and I moved to the car, Morgan opening the door so I wouldn't get more blood on anything.

"You going to be okay Red?"

We both looked at each other and I nodded slowly. "I will be…"