Monday Blues Chapter 3

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There was no warning to the sudden assault, it came out of the blue and was simply a way for the armed robber to show his authority. He was in charge and he wanted to make damn sure that everyone understood that. The gun whipped across the FBI agents head sending him crashing to the floor. Causing a gasp from the hostages still inside and the young boy the FBI seemed so eager to get out started to cry, not just little sobs either. He squinted at the boy who was being urged by the woman and others around him to try and be quiet. The agent on the floor grabbed his head as the blood trickled from the wound down his face.

Clyde was now curious and he watched the young boy whose tearful eyes never left the agent on the floor. He pulled his foot back and slammed it into the gut of the Agent eliciting a gasp and a groan of pain at the contact. He watched the young boy as he got more upset and pulled his foot back for another solid kick to the gut of the agent. The force this time almost lifting him off the floor with the power he'd kicked him. If not for the vest he wore it would've probably broken a rib.

"Daddy!" The boy couldn't hold back any longer and screamed between sobs pulling free of his aunt Jess, Jack charged across the back and slid to his knees by his father. He laid his tiny arms across his dad to protect him.

"Not so fast Kid." Clyde grabbed Jack by the back of the shirt lifting him bodily from the floor, legs dangling in the air before depositing him firmly in front of the door, the glass panel leaving the youngster in full view of the assembled agents outside. Keeping himself out of sight just in case snipers where assembled he turned to the woman who the boy was with. "You... get the feds cuffs. Fasten him to that pipe there. Tight." He kept his gun at Jack's head. The threat was all too real.

Jess felt her heart rip in two as she pushed herself to her feet. Cuffing the one man who could get them out of this was a bad idea, but she couldn't risk Jack's life. Kneeling beside Hotch she helped him to a sitting his position noting the slightly dazed look in his eyes, she was fairly sure he had a concussion and didn't know what day it was right now. She raised his hands to meet the pipe and fastened first his left hand then his right to lock them securely to the pipe. She paused, taking a second to wipe blood from his eyes.

The phone ringing interrupted anything further and Clyde smiled as he answered clearly delighting in the fact he knew more now about who exactly he had in the bank.

"Rules have changed Monkey." He laughed. "I now got a fed and his son. So here's what's going to happen. I want $10million in unmarked bills, various denominations in a plain black bag in one hour; I also want an unmarked car to leave the area. No one will follow or track me in any way. If you can manage that then maybe, just maybe, I won't blow the boy's head off in front his dad."

Jess covered her mouth to hide the sob, she genuinely believed this guy would do it, she risked a glance at Hotch who seemed a little more focused this time. He was their only hope to get this guy to calm down and back down on his threats, she wiped more blood from his face concerned by how much he was bleeding. Her attention was taken by the phone shoved at her and the bank robber nodding at it.

"Tell Monkey everyone is alive. For now."

"Hello?" She took the phone with a shaky hand relived to hear Rossi on the other end. She'd met him a few times since her sister had passed away. He was a great friend to Aaron and a great uncle to Jack. "Yes we're all alive. Aaron's hurt he..." That was all she managed to get out as the phone was whipped away from her.

"Ah ah Monkey that's all you get. Get me my money." He snapped and hung up the call. The entire time he stayed away from the window but kept the gun firmly on Jack's head. So long as it was there everyone in the bank knew they couldn't make a move. No one would risk the boy's life. Jess could see glimpses of people outside; taking some comfort in the fact Aaron's team was out there. She could almost feel the anger radiating off Morgan, and she knew he'd be the first one in here shooting if he could do it without risk to life.

The bank robber seemed quite happy to wait, he glanced at his watch and was obviously keeping track of the time. Every time Jack tried to get a glimpse at his dad the guy would push him back to the window. As she wiped more blood from Aaron she could see the anger rising in his eyes, she quickly realised he was keeping quiet and taking time to pull himself together so that he was as coherent and strong as he could be. She prayed to god he had a plan because she wasn't sure anyone would allow this man to leave with so much money.

"What's your real name?" She was brought back to the moment by Aaron's voice as he addressed the robber.

"Must've hit you pretty hard fed. It's Clyde."

"Yeah right, as in the infamous Bonnie and Clyde? I don't think so. What's the harm in telling me if you're leaving with millions soon any way?"

"I don't care. Just call me Clyde."

"Bonnie and Clyde would turn in their graves at the mess you've made here. "

"You wanna get shot fed you're going the right way about it!"

"You can't blame anyone here that you've messed this up." Aaron taunted, as he tried to urge Jess back to a safe distance. She had a feeling she knew what he was doing. He wanted the guy's anger on him rather than his son so he followed his nudge and shifted back out the way.

"Shut your mouth. Shut your god damn government mouth!" He turned angrily waving his gun at Aaron as a warning, his finger hovering dangerously over the trigger.

"I'm right aren't I. Someone ditched you on this job.. You're out of your league. "

"I'm warning you fed your brains will be all over this bank if you don't shut your mouth!" He stepped away from Jack locking his aim on Aaron.

"GO Jack!" Aaron screamed and his son needed no more prompting. In a split second he yanked the door open tears streaming down his face, sobs turning to chokes as he tried to make a break for it.

Clyde gasped and tried toward the door to slam it in the boys face but he was moments to slow. Weapon waving between father and son his anger boiled over and in the split second he had to act he pulled the trigger. The exploding gunshot echoed around them all. Jess was no longer able to hide her screams.

TBC...