"I'm going to skin one of them alive-"
This was not good, this was not going well, this was not going to plan by any means.
"-And I'll make the others wear their skin when they get here-"
On the list of things that 'were not good' in Cameron's life right now, this was definitely at the top.
"-and then, I'll make you watch that nosey bitch of yours regret finding me whilst I make you watch."
The finale missing prisoner that had been the most elusive and seemingly non-threatening spat crude words at Hotch who was tied to the chair with a massive gash across his head that was on par with the gash on the back of Cameron's head right now as she struggled to sit up in the corner of the dingey bunker room where the man had Hotch placed in front of screens watching the team walk through the wrong warehouse looking for Hotch and Cameron.
The fact that her and Hotch were in this warehouse basement was 100% Cameron's fault, she knew that- but the fact they had been captured, that was on Hotch and his over protective temper that sent them into a scooby doo styled net trap, yanking them into the trees that would have been hilarious if not the terrifying drop below and the man with a gun that came out of the woods.
Ricky Montana, that was his name- Cameron only remembered his name because Emily made a 'Hannah Montana' joke and then Garcia proceeded to make Cameron watch old episodes of it as they worked, 17 episodes in and she still didn't understand how Miley and Hannah were different people.
Rickey Montana- one of the 7 escaped convicts, the only one not caught by the end of the week- which was surprising given how they now knew he had been in a warehouse less than a mile from the original crash sight, hiding in the bunker basement.
He was originally sent to prison on rape involvement charges and a series of drug scandals involvements- a money man who had in fact worked with Max, the young billionaire murderer who had a brief 'won date' with Cameron many months ago.
The team had him at the bottom of the list of who was most dangerous out of the escaped convicts, all of which were hard to catch on their own but Ricky seemed to be a lot different than they had thought.
For one, he sent them letters and taunts saying the team would never catch him as they quickly got the other convicts throughout the case.
For someone who had apparently wet himself when he was arrested at his office day job 6 years ago, he was awful ballsy behind a camera and with a pen and paper.
Now that he had Hotch tied up, getting him in the chair by threatening to hurt a knocked out Cameron, his confidence only grew.
He didn't bother to tie Cameron up, that somehow insulted her more than the things she had heard him saying about her in her blurred unconscious state.
"Touch her and I'll make you wish it was me you knocked out" Hotch threatened, Cameron wanted to roll her eyes- did he really think being protective and threatening the man with a large knife attached to a large gun was a good idea?
"Oh? So is she more than just your agent then Mr Hotchner?" The man teased, walking backwards to Cameron- grabbing her by her hair and holding her up as she yelped when his other hand gripped around her neck.
"Don't you fucking dare" Hotch yelled.
Hotch rarely swore, and very rarely even properly yelled- but something about seeing the fear on Cameron's face made him want to smash through Ricky's thick framed glasses and rip out his eyeballs.
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Classified light- a criminal minds fan fiction
FanfictionLayers of secrets, untold pain, hidden glances- Two stranger, two different people. Could someone so cold let someone with such light in? ---- "I'm sorry I didn't know there was a dress code. My old unit and team didn't really do that" Cameron lied...