Sooo, about my laptop. Funny story. I'd be surprised if it was ready for my move-in day for college. I'm currently on my uncle's but he has multiple ones so he won't be needing it. I have up to chapter 30 completed & I'm really excited to share them with you! Thank you all for the amazing reviews and for reaching the 100 mark! Enjoy!

Chapter XXVII

Silence greeted them. Hotch raised his arm and without turning, motioned for two officers to make a right and the other two, a left. Checking to make sure Emily was still a step behind him, he led them down a narrow corridor. The house was bigger than they had imagined and Hotch silently hoped that they had brought enough manpower. A creak echoed in the hall to their right and both agents spun to meet it. The flickering of Morgan's flashlight could be seen bouncing against the walls; a warning to his colleagues that his group was coming around the corner. Morgan and Reid rounded the corner and nearly collided with the other two agents. Using hand signals, Morgan told Hotch that the back had been empty. Hotch nodded and was about to ask about JJ and Rossi's position when the sound of gunfire broke the calm they had worked so hard to keep.

"Well?" a cold voice startled Mackenzie from her semi-conscious state. The girl shot out of her chair and turned to meet the eyes of Adrian Hail once more.

"It's almost done." She assured him and motioned to the screen. 99% completion. He smiled like a little boy who had just stolen back his favorite toy. Just as he was about to say something, the computer beeped and the screen flashed before changing to the login site of the FBI. Mackenzie's breath caught in her throat. I actually did it.

"Congratulations. You're officially on the FBI's Most Wanted list." Hail held out the chair for her to sit and she did. He tucked it in and placed his hands on her shoulders. Mackenzie tried hard to hold back the shudder from the base of her spine. "Now, the fun part."

"Adrian-"

"Don't try to convince me that this is a bad idea." His hold around her shoulders tightened slightly in warning. Mackenzie felt his eyes dance across the sides of her neck where his handprint was painted on her skin in blue. "I think you know what to do."

"They'll blame her for this." She hated how weak her voice sounded in his presence and how the sound of his laugh rang in her ears.

"That's the point love." Adrian leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss on the base of her neck. "Now get on with it." Mackenzie swallowed hard and began typing into a less advanced hacking program in search of Agent Prentiss' password. Barely 10 minutes later her shaky voice announced,

"Got it." Adrian hurried to her side and gazed in amazement as a wave of files appeared before their eyes.

"What to do, what to do." He chanted beside her as his eyes scanned the top secret information. Mackenzie purposely averted her gaze, afraid of seeing something she wasn't supposed to. "Ah!" Hail's finger pointed to a handful of icons on the desktop. One read 'Russia' and the other 'Cuba'. He giggled in anticipation as Mackenzie hovered the cursor, highlighted them and began downloading them to her personal laptop. "I'd imagine the CIA would be sharing this with them."

"Anything else?" Mackenzie's voice sounded bored as she waited for the files to transfer. Adrian's slightly rapid breathing against her neck gave Mackenzie the answer she asked for.

"I think it's time to celebrate, don't you?" he spun her chair around and placed his hands on the armrests, leaving her no room for escape.

"I'm not really in the celebratory mood." She forced herself to glare into Hail's amber eyes. All evidence of the fear she once bore of him was gone; replaced with a fire fueled by a mixture of anger and hatred. "Do you have any idea what you just did?"

"You mean what you just did?" Hail's eyes twinkled with mischief.

"I didn't-"

"Have a choice?" he finished for her. "Mackenzie, my dear; you always have a choice." Hail grabbed a fistful of her shirt and hoisted her to her feet. "You just seemed to have made the wrong one." He dragged her away from the desk and pressed her against the wall before crashing his lips against hers, biting hard on her lower lip. Mackenzie tried shoving him away with the heel of her palm to no avail. Hail only tightened his hold on her shoulder and used his other hand to begin lifting the back of her shirt. Feeling his skin against hers threw Mackenzie into a panic. She started pummeling her fists against his chest and squirming away from him.

"Knock it-" Mackenzie's closed fist made contact with Hail's nose, sending blood dripping down his shirt. Seizing the opportunity, Mackenzie sprinted for the door only to be stopped by the sound of gunshots ringing throughout the house. She opened her mouth to scream in hopes of drawing her rescuers towards the room, but succeeded only in tasting the blood on Adrian's hand as he clamped her mouth shut. She tried to bite him or land a solid kick but was forced back into the room and shoved hard. Her head knocked against the wall and she saw spots of black appear in the corner of her vision. Hail wrapped his arms around her neck, his hand still covering her mouth, and placed her in front of him like a shield. Drawing a knife from his front pocket, he held it against her throat and waited for a certain dark haired agent to make her way to them.

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