"Hey, angel... It's okay. You're fine."

Those were the first words you've heard since a long time, after what you thought would be another day in hell.

It's been six years. Six years, you've been living in this bunker, that you saw your father and stepmother building slowly, everyday while coming back from school, without suspecting the real purpose of it. You even helped them once or twice.

And one day, at night, they took you inside. Before closing the door.

The only moment you saw any lights, was when they came giving you food, or making sure the chain wrapped around your ankle kept you tied to a pipe.

You spent your days asking yourself why would they do that. And as cliché as it was, you knew it was your stepmother, who drastically changed your family when she settling in, sometimes after the divorce of your parents. She hated you. She wanted your father for herself and was ready to make disappears any tie to his past. And your father didn't care. Which was worse than any betrayal.

Including you.

You thoughts your life would end here...

Until you saw her.

At first, you thought you were in Heaven. She looked like an angel, because of how intense it was to see light again, her white clothes, blonde hair and general perfect appearance.

You were scared and tried to squirm away, to no avail because of the chain. But then, she presented herself as a FBI agent. Jennifer "JJ" Jareau.

"Hey, angel... It's okay. You're fine."

You softened.

And when she freed you, litteraly and metaphorically from your chains, and you saw your "parents" get arrested and taken away, you finally understood that the nightmare just ended.