Author's Note: Hey everyone, I know its been a while and that the chapter is really short but hopefully becaue I'm not doing much this week there will be more of the story coming! (That's if I don't get writer's block again) But anyway, here's the next chapter. Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 7: CHAOS

Hotch stood as still as he possibly could to keep his weight as even as possible to avoid setting the device off. It had been twenty minutes since he had sent Rossi and Prentiss out of the house and he could hear bomb squad working to set up a perimeter.

"Agent Hotchner?"

A voice came from behind him but Hotch didn't dare look behind him, in fear of setting off the device. "That's me," he replied.

"I'm Officer Bradley; I'm part of the bomb squad. It's my job to get you out of here alive. Understood?"

"Understood."

"Now, the rest of your team said that you activated a pressure plate, have you heard any beeping or anything that sounds like a timer?"

"No. I just felt the floor press down and a click when I stepped onto it," Hotch replied.

"Okay. We have completed a scout of the house and there is no way of getting underneath the device. So we are going to replace your weight," Officer Bradley said. "What's your weight?"

"One hundred and seventy pounds."

"Okay. I'll be back soon."

Officer Bradley went away leaving Hotch alone yet again. He could hear movement behind, rustling as they got together the weights to displace Hotch's weight.

Hotch's legs were getting sore. He had been standing there for just over half an hour and he hoped that he didn't have to wait much longer as he could feel his right knee starting to lock. A few minutes later Officer Bradley returned.

"Okay, Agent Hotchner. We are slowly going to displace your weight as I slowly push the weight forward I need you to move with it. Understood?" Bradley said.

"Yes officer," Hotch replied quietly.

"On my mark. One... Two..." Bradley began but didn't make it to three as he could hear a loud steady beeping noise emit from the plate Hotch was one.

"Right Agent Hotchner we are going to have to speed this process up. I still need you to move slowly while I'm doing this but as soon as you clear the plate I need you to leave through the back entrance as fast as possible. On three, one… Two… Three."

With that they started to move slowly forward. In a matter of minutes they cleared Hotch of the plate but as soon as they did the beeping quickened. Bradley loudly said a quick 'Sir go'.

Hotch didn't need any more incentive than that and quickly took off down the hallway, through the kitchen and out through the back door. He kept running until he reached the end of the garden in which a large explosion took him off his feet.

He landed squarely on his right side and let out a slight grunt as he got up. Hotch's ears were ringing as he slowly made his way back round to the front of the now burning house where he met Prentiss and Rossi both of which had concerned looks on their faces.

"Hotch are you okay?" Prentiss asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Shoulder's just sore from where I landed and my ears are ringing," Hotch said rolling his shoulder slightly knowing it was going to bruise. "Did Officer Bradley make it out?"

"Yes, he's back there," Rossi replied nodding towards a few police cars, a SWAT van and ambulance. "If you want to get your shoulder checked out the paramedics are also back there too."

"Thanks," Hotch said as he started to make his way over to that area.

As Hotch made his way there he realised one thing. This case was not only going to be dangerous but probably one of the most difficult they have ever going to have to deal with. He didn't know what was going to happen or how the case was going to end but he knew one thing for sure.

Chaos was going to ensue.