A Different Kind of Love

Drowning-Rossi, bit of Hotch

As title says- Reader is drowned. Rossi and Hotch breathe air for her.

You thrashed and kicked as your head was submerged under freezing water, the liquid sliding into your lungs as you gasped for air.

You kicked back, trying to get the man's hands off of you. It was no use. He had you locked in place, forcing your head under ice cold water.

He pulled your head up, water dripping into your eyes, "Did you know this was my favorite way to kill?"

You sputtered on water and before you could gasp out a 'stop' he dunked you back in.

You had been taken by surprise by the unsub. He had dragged you away from the cabin and was drowning you in the lake on his property. You hoped and prayed the team found out you were missing and search for you. You only had so much tolerance to being forced to choke on water.

You struggled, your body trying to fight him off to breathe. You knew you should try to act dead so he would let you up, but needing air made your head foggy.

You gulped in mouthfuls of dirty lake water, starting to lose consciousness when his hands suddenly let you go. You dropped forward, unable to stop yourself from getting fully submerged in the cold water.

Just as you started to sink into the blackness, two sets of hands were jerking you up to the surface. You were pulled up and you felt cold air smack across your face as you heaved up water.

The hands moved you onto solid ground, easily maneuvering you where they wanted you. Your vision was blurry and all you could see was blue sky and two figures over you.

You sputtered up water as someone tipped your head back. You realized someone was breathing for you, filling your lungs with much needed air. As you came to, getting in control of yourself weakly, you were turned onto your side.

Someone was patting your back as water seeped out of your mouth. You were puking up lake water and bile. You let out a groan as you heaved up one last batch of disgusting water.

Your vision cleared, finally allowing you to see who was helping you. Hotch was at your feet, having been the one to get to you first through the brackish water- his suit drenched. By your head was Rossi, his warm hands keeping your head turned to the side, gentle reassurances leaving his lips.

You shivered, the air cold against your wet body. You heard Hotch calling to someone, ordering an ambulance to be called and for someone to bring a 'goddamn blanket' as he phrased it.

You spit up more water, "U-Unsub..?"

Rossi squeezed your shoulder in reassurance, "We got him. Derek's got him cuffed in a police cruiser. We got him, y/n."

Your eyelids fluttered close and Rossi called your name, "Not yet, kiddo, stay with us. Need to get you checked out."

Footsteps sounded from behind you and then Hotch was taking a blanket from someone- a female officer-and laid it over your shivering form.

You brought your hand up to Rossi's hand on the side of your head, "B-Back.." he was confused and then understood, shifting you back onto your back. Hotch moved your legs along with the movement.

You realized Rossi's was holding your head still, keeping your spine aligned. You blinked up at him, "Neck?"

He read in between the lines, "We don't know if you hit your head on the bottom yet. The water was shallow. Just a precaution, kid."

You would nod, but he was keeping your neck stiff in a neutral position. Hotch was on the phone with the rest of the team who had been at the station, filling them in.