JJ made her way down to the hotel lobby at 6am the next morning. She was dressed to kill in a black long-sleeved top, tight black trousers and knee-high black leather boots. She spotted Morgan sitting alone and made his way over to him as they waited for the rest of the team.
"Morning" JJ greeted with a smile. JJ knew Morgan had always been quite protective of her, that was one of the reasons they butted heads in the past. Now, they had a great relationship, a huge mutual respect and unique friendship with one another. They had seen each other a lot more outside of work recently, especially going to and watching football games.
"Morning Girl." Morgan replied happy to get a moment alone with the blond profiler. "JJ can I speak with you quickly before the others come down."
"Sure." She said as they made their way over to the corner as not to be interrupted.
"I just want you to know, I'm not as angry as I was. I've had all night to think about some of the stuff you said. I know you did what you thought was best, I just get a bit protective over you. You're like a sister to me, it kills me to think of something happening to you." he said sadly thinking about the torture she had to endure undercover.
"I appreciate that Derek. You're a great friend, probably now one of my best friends. It was hard for me to keep it from you and it's hard that I'm still doing it." JJ replied spotting the other members of the team on their way down. "Thank for understanding." she said giving him a hug.
They broke apart when the team made their way over to them. "Everything ok?" Hotch asked concerned.
"Yeah, we're good right Derek?" JJ said.
"Yeah, great." Morgan replied with a smile and a knowing look to JJ.
"Good." Hotch replied shortly. "Listen, I have some news so let's get over to the headquarters and meet with the other agents." They all nodded in reply and JJ was curious about the news.
As they entered the room James was there along with Agents Fray, Benson, West and Young.
"So what's the news?" JJ asked impatiently.
"Agent Benson, called me earlier in the morning. Agents working through the night managed to locate and apprehend Hosi late last night." Hotch said and the team gasped slightly at the unexpected development.
"There have been various agents trying to break him but so far he's just sat there in silence refusing to speak to anyone." Agent West explained.
"What can you tell us about Hosi, Agent Jareau?" Agent Young asked desperate to find the other 2 terrorists.
JJ sighed recalling as much as she could about Hosi. "Well, Hamba was at the very top of the cell as the main leader. Hosi was his right hand man followed by Lafar." JJ took a deep breath. "He was the one who tortured me." JJ met the eyes of the team as she said. "He was jealous and strived to be in Hambas position at the top, but it never happened. He is completely loyal to Al-Qaeda. He never fully trusted me, even after the torture and truth serum." JJ shrugged. "I think I should take a crack at him." JJ added casually.
"No way!" Morgan practically shouted protectively.
JJ held up her hand to silence him. "Look, I can hand Hosi. It gives us the element of surprise. We can use this to our advantage. I'll be able to crack him, I know his weaknesses."
"JJ, I don't think this is a good idea. I have to agree with Morgan." Rossi said worried.
"I think JJ is right. We understand you feel protective but this is the only way and you guys know it." James said sadly addressing the team. "As much as I don't want to send JJ in there, it has to happen." James finished regretfully. JJ just smiled at James, grateful for the support.
The team hesitated but knew deep down that JJ and James were right. Hotch groaned in frustration. "Ok, fine. But we'll be watching the whole time. No arguments." Hotch said firmly.
"Wouldn't dream of it." JJ replied playfully. "Ok, lets go."
JJ paused before she entered the interrogation room, well aware of the team and other agents watching behind the glass. JJ quickly controlled her emotions and got into her role as cold CIA spy.
The team and other agents watched a fairly short man with short dark hair and goatee beard glance towards the door as JJ strode in confidently. Hosi wasn't able to keep the look of shock off his face and stuttered for something to say.
JJ laughed tauntingly. "What's the matter Hosi? Surprised to see me?" JJ asked pushing his buttons.
"Jessica!? Bu-but h-how?" he stuttered.
JJ laughed again and circled around him, the heels of her boots clipping the floor, making her presence known.
"Oh, just a little thing called undercover." JJ grinned evilly.
"You betrayed us." he hissed with hate and lunged towards her, JJ saw the attack coming and quickly spun him around and slammed him into the table, his face pressed hard against it. JJ took a quick glance towards the mirror and nodded that she had it under control. The agents behind, were watching in awe as JJ subdued the man and quickly caught on to her nod that she was fine.
"Now, now Hosi. Don't be like that." she teased wickedly. Letting him go and shoved him towards the chair. "Now sit down." she growled. "Don't want you hurting yourself." She finished faking concern to rile him up.
Hosi tried to regain his composure and get the upper hand as JJ circled around him again.
"I knew I couldn't trust you years ago, it's why I enjoyed our torture sessions so much." Hosi grinned sadistically trying to intimidate the blond. He was not prepared for her reaction.
JJ laughed. "Oh Hosi, your torture was pathetic." JJ chuckled. "Why do you think I never broke? You were weak. Still are." she spat out, emasculating him. As he went to lung for her again JJ played her trump card.
"How's your wife?" JJ asked casually. Hosi froze in his tracks. JJ continued at his silence and pushed him back down into the chair. "I hear she just happened to live in America now." JJ added. "She doesn't know that her husband is a terrorist of course." Hosi just stared back at her, his anger flaring.
"Maybe, I should pay her a visit." JJ shrugged. "I wonder how she would feel knowing her husband has killed hundreds of innocent men, women and children throughout his lifetime." JJ said meeting his eyes as she stared him down. JJ knew his wife was one of his weaknesses and she planned to use it.
"N-no don't tell h-her!" Hosi said desperately.
"Oh, I won't." JJ shrugged. Hosi breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as you do something for me." She finished.
The agents behind the glass were wondering where she was going with this. They had him talking and had enough to build a better profile, they didn't really need anything else. They continued to watch confused.
"I know Hamba came to Washington once for something important. I know that there was a meet with another big Al-Qaeda cell. I need to know where the meeting was in Washington." JJ said getting straight to the point.
At his silence, JJ knew he wouldn't talk with just the threat to tell his wife.
"If you don't tell me, not only will you're wife know but I will make sure when you go to prison everyone knows that you're a terrorist." JJ leaned down, palms flat on the table and narrowed her eyes at him. "Do you know what American prisoners think of terrorists in prison?" JJ asked lowering her voice. He gulped nervously. "Let's just say…they hate traitors." She half growled, half hissed at him to get her point across.
"Ok, ok!" he said defeated. JJ pulled out a piece of paper from her back pocket it and slammed it down on the table along with a pen. He quickly wrote the address down and JJ pocketed the information.
"Have a good life in prison Hosi." JJ said coldly as she left the room.
JJ stood out in the hallway for a moment, took a deep breath and entered the room full of agents. She handed the piece of paper to Garcia.
"Can you look the location up, please Garcia?" JJ asked her friend.
"Uh, yeah sure." Garcia replied still in awe of the young woman before her.
Morgan stepped up and placed a kiss on JJ's forehead. "You did good girl." He whispered knowing it must have been hard facing the man that tortured her. JJ smiled slightly in reply.
"Why didn't you tell us about Hamba being in Washington before?" Reid wondered and Rossi nodded in agreement.
"Honestly, it didn't come to me until I was about to go in there with Hosi, I decided to use it to my advantage…I have an idea." JJ said hesitantly, knowing they would all hate it.
"Yeah?" Hotch prompted. He was impressed by JJ's skills in the interrogation room. She had really held her own and got them crucial information that they didn't think they would get.
"If we can locate the address and there's a chance Hamba and Lafar are there, I think I should make contact with them and go back undercover." JJ said firmly.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Reviews are appreciated.