You and Cooper step off the subway on 14th Street station, trying not to stand out as someone who isn't supposed to be there.
"I know you're with Spencer, but if we're undercover, then maybe we should act like a couple," he says.
"Look, you're nice and charming, but we both know you'd never actually cheat on your wife. You love her too much."
"Fine, you got me there," he chuckles nervously.
Everyone is bustling around to and from the subway, but you're looking out for anyone suspicious. All of a sudden, you get a sickening feeling that something isn't right. There are thousands of people walking by you, but there is only one that stands out. Even if you haven't seen what he looks like, you can feel the sinister motive one of your unsubs have.
"What's wrong?" Cooper asks.
"He's here. I can feel him."
"You can feel it?"
You don't have time to explain what you can do.
"Hotch, he's here. I can feel him. He's close by," you say into the microphone embedded into your jacket sleeve.
Just then, you and Cooper hear a gunshot go off, and you know you're too late. You're too late to save a life, but you're not too late to catch the culprit. You take off running without waiting for an answer, and Cooper has no choice but to follow you.
You turn the corner onto 16th Street and see the unsub running towards you. As soon as you two lock eyes, he quickly turns and runs the other way. Cooper sees who you're after, and he picks up the pace. The man's looks are seared into your brain so that even if he gets away, you can tell his description to a sketch artist.
"We got him, Hotch," you say into the microphone.
Cooper is faster than you since you have heels on, but you try your hardest to catch up with him. The unsub turns onto Broadway, but he doesn't continue. Cooper turns the same corner, and the unsub is waiting for him with a gun pointed right at him.
The unsub shoots Cooper in the side, and the detective falls to the ground. You run into the open and point your own gun at the unsub. He hesitates, and you take that opportunity to shoot him twice in the chest. He immediately falls down, and Cooper groans in pain.
He is going to be okay, so you go to the unsub first, but he isn't moving. You grab his gun before retreating back to Cooper.
"Penelope! Hotch! We've got an officer down at 16th west of Union Square!" you say to the other agents listening in. "You're going to be okay, Cooper. Please, stay with me."
You place your hands over his chest, watching as his blood spills over your hands. The ambulance sirens come closer before screeching to a halt behind you. The rest of your team comes in seconds later, and you pull away from Cooper so the paramedics can tend to his wounds.
The ones that aren't taking care of Cooper are taking care of the unsub. Once stable, Cooper is taken away by a gurney and placed into the back of the ambulance.
"Are you okay?" Derek asks you.
"Yeah I'm fine. Cooper lost a lot of blood though," you sigh and wipe your blood stained hands on your black slacks.
"Did they ID that guy yet?" you ask about the unsub.
"No, there isn't any ID on him."
"Figures," you scoff. "I shouldn't have had to shoot him."
"Y/N, stop. He shot a cop. You did what you had to do," Derek says seriously.
"No, not that. He was ahead of us by a long shot. He would have gotten away if he kept running. Instead, he stopped and waited."
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Criminal Minds Series Rewrite: Season Three
FanfictionJust when things are looking up for you and Spencer, things take a turn for the worst. There is good shining through the bad, and you make the most of what you have after the dust has settled. After trying to rebuild yourself, another tragedy strike...