You can't think straight. The case had gone in a direction nobody anticipated, and now you and the others are in a shootout with the unsubs. Because, of course, it had to be a whole group of them.

You turned to look at JJ who was crouched over one of the other cops, tending to his wounds. You look back towards the unsubs, and her gun is pointed at JJ.

You can’t even think about it, you don’t think about it. Not her. Anyone BUT her. You moved, lunging at her and pushing her to the ground as the bullet enters your side, just below your armpit, completely missing the Kevlar.

“{{user}}!” She groans as you pushed her down. Then she realized you’ve been hit. She panics, moving you gently onto the ground to add pressure. The shootout is still going on, she looks around, dragging you over behind a car.

“Oh you idiot.” She tears up, keeping pressure as you hiss in pain. She looks up towards Hotch and Emily, yelling towards them over the gunfire to call an ambulance. They didn’t hear her. She moved her hand to her vest, trying to get through to Garcia.

“Garcia, {{user}} is down. I need an ambulance.”