Right Where You Left Me | s.r

6.

I park recklessly in front of the warehouse, "Watch out!" Reid holds onto the dashboard. I jump out of the car as quickly as possible. I approach the unsubs blue van and signal for Reid to go the other side. I draw out my weapon and throw the driver's seat door open. No sign of the unsub.

Suddenly, a loud explosion causes me to lose my balance. I hear the faint screams of a girl. Without thinking I run into the now burning building.

"Y/N! No!" Reid screams angrily running after me.

When I got in there I could hear the kids screaming, then I heard another voice. The unsubs sister. Trisha Bates.

I open the long door and see, the unsub pouring gasoline on the boy, "Don't move FBI!" I shout. The unsub runs towards the exit. But I couldn't run after him. I hear Reid's footsteps behind me, "Go after him, Do not let him get away" he chases after the unsub.

I hear both the children crying for help, standing in between I look back in forth.

Who do I save first?

I run towards the little boy, but he's restrained with a lock, I tell him to face the other way, as I shoot off the lock. The fire begins to grow stronger, and harder to breathe through. I remove the chains off the boy and show him towards the exit.

Reid comes back with bolt cutters and helps the unsubs sister out of the fire. Just as I run over to Francesa a giant piece of metal falls in between us blocking my way towards her.

I hear her screaming "Please help me!" I try to find another way to her but another explosion knocks to me ground, closing my eyes momentarily, everything seems to be going in slo-mo I can't think fast enough, I lift myself off the ground, I go to grab something but I burn myself, I let out a grunt.

I start to panic more, looking for something, anything to help Francesa but the flames are getting bigger and harder to see.

Reid runs in and sees a line of fire beginning to move towards some tanks. "We have to go!" He takes me by my waist and drags me out. Still, I fight back, kicking and screaming, "NO! NO! NO! LET ME GO!" I rage violently.

I force him off of me and attempt to run back as he swings me around to shield my face from the debris. He takes my wrist in his and leads me away from the warehouse. "LET ME GO!" I cried, "I have to go back!"

"She's gone y/n!"

" How could you do that? I could've saved her!" I scream in his face while aggressively slamming my fist into his chest. But he doesn't respond; instead, he simply accepts it. He's aware that you're in shock.

As I finally stop fighting him, tears well up in my eyes, I place my hand on my head and pace around, trying to catch my breath. Reid stands there helplessly watching you panic, unsure of what to do or how to help you calm down. "No, stay away from me!" I raged as he slowly approaches me.

The blood pounded in my ears. My heart thudded in my chest. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. My feet tingled. My vision was disfigured as if I were looking through a fish-eye lens. I grabbed my chest to slow breathing, but it was no use.

Reid notices my behavior to worsen, "You need to breathe" he grabs my hand and places it on his chest, "Match my breathing" I take slow steady breaths till the team arrives and paramedics can check me.