tw: torture, being kidnapped.
Y/N POV
My head was pounding. "y/n can you hear me? clear your throat twice if yes." I was relived when I heard his voice come through my mic/earpiece. I cleared my throat twice. "ok good....If you can speak freely say something." I looked around "h-hey hotch" I whispered incase he was near. "hey y/n, hang in there- do you have any idea where you are or at least describe your surroundings?" you looked around at the best of your abilities. "well the un-sub was the man lurking around....It looks like im in a basement....the drive was not so long 15-25 mins. shit he is coming" I stopped talking "who were you talking to?" "myself you bastard" He smirks "want to call me that again you bitch" he yanks my hair causing my to let out a painful grunt. "you mother fucker"
Hotch POV
It was painful to hear him hurting her, "Garcia run facial I.D through the security camera footage- we need a name"
about 10 mins. later
"Sir his name is Lance Beckam" I hugged penelope ( a rare thing) "gosh penelope you really are amazing at your job" She was shocked "uhh- thank you sir" I turned back to the rest of the team "penelope send his address to us-" "already sent" we headed out.
Y/N pov
I was getting tired....my eyes were starting to close from the blood-loss. He had stabbed me twice because he didn't like how I was talking to him. All you could think about in these moment that you knew would be your final moments was about your family- the team, sure you were relived you were dying because you would be out of the mess you had back home.....when your eyes shut you were so tired, but suddenly you thought of Aaron and the kiss you shared, you opened your eyes determined to fight for your life.
"ok time for you to die" he came back in the room, and grabbed the blade he was using earlier. I could barely focus on what was happening with the way my gaze was blurring. I yelled out in pain as another sharp pain stabbed in to my abdomen. " oh I bet you regret being alive little bitch" Another stab of pain, another scream ripping through my throat , this repeated a couple times...I couldn't breath anymore I could only scream every time he stabbed the knife through my skin. I was sure I was going to be dead in the next minute or so.
Hotch POV
As we parked outside the ranch he owned which was in the middle of nowhere we could hear the painful screams of y/n. 'PLEASE STOP" The scream was full of pain, we walked up to the door which was unlocked. as we walked towards the basement door we heard the unsub go "finally she is dead, she was one hell of a bitch" the way he laughed while saying that made me want to shoot him clean through the brain. "FBI PUT DOWN THE WEAPON" Morgan yelled when we busted down the basement. He pulled a gun from his back pocket and aimed at us, I shot him clean through the brain. JJ ran to check his pulse, while I ran to y/n " god damn it- SOMEONE GET MEDICS" Derek looked at me..."hotch...s-she's dead, she has no pulse. w-we have to let her go." I wasen't gonna give up on her so easily....
i finally updated. this suks, y/n is dead blah blah blah
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Forbidden Addiction (Aaron HotchnerxReader) (ON HOLD)
FanficY/n starts working at the office at the same time Hotch gets divorced. Will things end in a wreck or will they be good in the end.
