Sincerely, Emily | E.P

Chapter 10

Tw: Kidnapping, (mention of ) SA
Emily pov (not really but more like following Emily, not the team)
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"Hey, ma'am?" She turns her head, "Emily Prentiss, my team will follow, I need to pick something up." She rushes into a room, coming back out with a file. She nods to the officer and walks back outside.

She steps in her rental car, looking trough the file, taking her laptop to look some things up. "Found it." She closes her laptop and throws the file in the back, turning the car on and driving to the warehouse, constantly checking the time.

After arriving, Emily takes a deep breath, looking straight in the camera's of the warehouse. She walks in, holding her hand steady on her gun, after just two rooms, she finds Declan with his back towards her, knowing it's far too easy. Without hesitation she still rushes towards the boy, "Declan!" "Laur- Emily!" He reacts. While she takes his bonds off she feels a gun going towards her head. She slowly gets up, trying to turn around before she gets hit in the head.

She wakes up, strapped to a chair, she grunts. "This feels familiar, doesn't it Lauren?" He comes closer, "Sorry, Emily, was it?" She rolls her eyes, "Who even are you?" He bends over, being able to make eye-contact, "Daniel Knox, I'm sure you remember me. Old friend of Ian's." Emily realises, "Right, I thought you were in jail?" He huffs, "In a regular jail? yeah that didn't last long."

"Cut to the chase Knox, what do you want?" He smiles, standing back up straight, "Feisty, I see what Ian liked about you." He lifts her chin, "I didn't care about that boy, he can go wherever he wants, he won't remember it anyways. But you, that's a good price." Emily frowns, "See, Ian owed me and I think it's more than fair if i got his most priced possession, his fiancée." Emily cuts him off, "Just chiming in, no longer his fiancée" He nods, "Well sure, Ex-fiancée than. I know his son probably meant more to him or whatever, but what am I with a 19 year old man, when I can have all of this." He lets his hand travel down her body, causing her to close her eyes.

"I was here, last time, don't you remember?" She opens her eyes, "Oh I remember" He smiles, walking behind her, "Good, see I was here for all of it," He starts unbuttoning her shirt, "The branding," His hand feeling the scars, "he did a good job on that by the way." Emily forces her eyes shut, "Do whatever you want Knox, just please get it over with." He chuckles, "You want me to do what he did, after the branding? I was there for that too, I saw, heard, you scream, how he touched you."

"Knox, get it over with, the mental torture is pathetic. You wanna fuck me, try your best."

"Very cute, no, I have no interest in that, I couldn't care less about you to be honest, but you see that camera, right there." He points towards a little red light infront of them, "That, that's about 10 men who are very willing to get you off my hands." Emily feels all her muscles thighten and her heartbeat rise.

fuck

"I know, scary, but I need to give them a little show right now, so smile or cry, either way." She tries her best to straighten her back, she shakes her hair out of her face and looks straight ahead, no emotion in her eyes. "Sure that works too"

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