heart like yours (jennifer jareau)

2. twenty

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"all suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire." - edgar allan poe

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Delilah climbed out of the SUV outside of the diner where their unsub was sat with Derek, Gideon and some of the other officers. Emily, Spencer and Hotch followed her, Hotch helping George out of the backseat carefully.

"George?! George, baby?! You all right?!" a man hurried over to the car, wrapping his arms around George's waist. He was clearly her husband. "Thank god. Thank god," George's husband cried.

"He killed tommy's teacher. I saw it. Annie. She was just 22," George whispered, looking up at her husband's panicked face. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"They found the school bus abandoned just outside of town," George's husband said.

"Tommy's supposed to be on that field trip. Where is he?" George cried.

"Safe. He's fine. He's with my mom," George's husband assured her. "But, that man, he also killed the school bus driver," George's husband said, holding his wife's face in his hands.

"How?! We had the whole town shut down. There was no way out," George cried, turning to look at the BAU team.

"What was the one vehicle we weren't looking for?" Hotch said.

"A school bus," Delilah sighed.

"More importantly, where are the children?" Hotch asked, looking towards the diner with a grim face.

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A squad car pulled up to the diner ten minutes later with the sirens going off, an officer getting out and helping crazy Jane out of the backseat.

"Sir, I found her walking the streets," the officer said.

The BAU team hurried over, Emily moving to stand beside Jane with Hotch on her other side.

"Jane, he's been coming back to this town for years to see you," Hotch said.

"All those years. Why?" Jane asked.

"He says he's in love with you," Hotch said.

"He's in love with me? Why?!" Jane asked.

"That's what he says," Hotch said.

"He hides out in your old barn, and he watches you, and when he leaves, he leaves these wind chimes as gifts," Emily said, motioning to the whistle Jane was clutching in her hands, the whistle that was actually a rib bone.

"They're beautiful, aren't they?" Jane smiled at Emily.

"They're not beautiful. They are the remains of people he took, tortured, and killed. He is not an alien. You were abducted by a serial killer," Emily said.

"Same," Delilah mouthed to herself.

"But he did come for me, didn't he? Not George! He came for me, didn't he?" Jane said.

"That's what he says," Hotch said.

"You told me to run, but I didn't want to run. I wanted to see him again, to see his eyes and see his face. And I don't know... Somehow it just felt like I was coming home," Jane said dreamily, turning to look at George with a massive grin.

"Jane!"

Delilah turned, seeing Derek and Gideon were holding their unsub, Frank, back as they led him out of the diner. Jane squeaked, trying to run over, but George and Emily grabbed her, keeping them apart.