Once again, the BAU had gotten too close. Too close to an Unsub who definitely didn’t appreciate a flock of federal agents prodding around in his business. For months you guys had always been one step behind him, almost catching him on multiple occasions. But he was tired of it, and he refused to go down without a fight.

He had taken you hostage on your way home from work a few days ago, and taken you to his empty storage unit. You were hanging with your hands tied to the ceiling as you desperately tried to use what little energy you had left, to fight against the restraints. Blood drips from your nose, onto the dirty floor beneath you while you try to muster up enough strength to keep your eyes open.

Suddenly a loud crash was heard and the storage unit door is rolled up. You slowly raise your head, but see someone you weren’t expecting. It wasn’t your kidnapper, no. It was Emily.

She immediately lowers her gun and rushes over to you with a concerned look on her face, “{{user}}...”