Storm (Criminal Minds OC)

Chapter 8

Tree's shake violently.

The sky's black.

Thunder roars loudly.

Lightening, occasionally lights up the sky.

And rain floods the roads and large acres of private land that surround Storm, Luke and Matt on every side.

"Anything?"

"Not yet." Matt responds.

They spoke loudly over the sound of the hurricane.

"Storm? Where is this place?" Luke asks firmly.

"Turn here." She points left, over his shoulder. Having been holding herself up on the front seats, leaning over the center console between the two men with squinted and focused eyes in order to see the road the best she could.

Luke turns and drives up a long, flooded driveway, through an empty property. Nothing but grass, a small, dark, wood cabin set in the middle and a separate two car garage in the back of the lot.

Luke pulls up as close to the door as he can.  The three tossing themselves out the SUV as fast as they could. Storm practically craws when she gets to the door. Lifting the mat and tossing it aside, the wind deciding to carry it even further. She finds the small silver key and quickly shoves it into the lock. Turning and pushing herself inside, Matt and Luke right behind her. She reaches for the light beside the door as she's stumbling in and finds it in the dark. Flicking the switch and thankfully, they turn on. Storm sends a silent thank you to the Lord in her head.

Then, everything happens at once. Just as Luke was closing the door and Matt was handing his phone back to him, it rang. Luke pushes the door shut behind him but doesn't dare move his feet for fear they would lose the signal. He answers and puts it on speaker. "Garcia?"

"Luke! Thank God." Emily's voice rang out through the speaker.

"Emily?"

"We're all here!" Penelope cried out.

"Are you guys okay?" Tara questions.

"Yeah, we're fine. We found shelter and everyone's good."

Once he says it, the realization seems to hit all three of them at the same time. They had made it out of the storm. All three sigh, beginning to release the tension held in their bodies for so long now. Matt leans back to rest on the dining table that was to Luke's right, hands on his knees smiling. Luke smiles and so does Storm. She lets out a small, grateful laugh.  She turns away from the boys, stepping further into the warm cabin.  She begins running her hands through her soaked, tangled hair and wrings it out.

"How's the investigation going?" Matt asks.

"We have our UnSub's info but can't get him til the storm passes." Rossi responds.

"His name is Dylan Hayden and we're sending units to his home, work and nearby shelters as soon as the lockdown lifts." Emily speaks

Storm freezes.

Hands still on her hair.

What did she say?

"That's great." Luke chuckles.

Storm slowly turns herself around. Too frozen with panic and blinding fear to even move her hands from her hair at first. "Did she just say Dylan Hayden?" Her voice comes out almost too calm considering the information she's processing.

"Yeah?" Matt says casually. 

"Why?" Luke finishes.

Storm's eyes search all around in front of her as her mind explodes and her heart rate quickens. The boys begin to take in her pale, frozen expression. The tension rebuilding in their bodies.

"Because we're in his cabin."