Double Agent

Chapter 14

Dig and Olivia were sitting at her table with glasses of whiskey as Dig looked over the folder. "You're sure it's Foyet?", she nodded, "Has to be. And surprisingly he isn't stalking me. Which I find annoying. I mean. I tackled him down a flight of stairs.", Dig shook his head, "Well, maybe he's scared of you.", she raised an eyebrow, "George Foyet doesn't feel fear. Or any normal human emotion. No, this is against Aaron because he didn't take the deal and his team caught him. I need surveillance on Jack at all times. And better security for the apartment complex.", Dig nodded and she clenched her jaw, her phone going off. "Aaron?", she heard a commotion and her eyes widened, "We have to go.", and the pair ran from the house, getting into Dig's Charger and rushing to the Apartment with their emergency lights on. Dig didn't even get stopped before Olivia jumped from the car with her daggers.

Foyet had heard her voice when Aaron had called her during their fight. And it made him mad. He quickly stabbed Hotch and left Derek's credentials before going to Hotch's address book and finding Haley Brooks, ripping out her contact information. Which was only kept for Jack related emergencies. He quickly left, right as Olivia bounded into the apartment. Their eyes looked and he smirked, "Lover boy is bleeding out in the bedroom, either catch me and let him die or let me go and save him.", she hissed and her knife flew from her hand, Foyet's eyes widening as it landed beside his head and nicked his ear. "Fuck you.", and she ran to the bedroom, hoping Dig could get in before Foyet got away. "This is American Agent Hex, I need the BAU, CSI, and a Medic at my location ASAP. We have an agent down. Multiple stab wounds. I repeat, we have an agent down with multiple stab wounds. Perpetrator is known but in the wind. I need personal to my location, asap.", she quickly pulled off her belt and made a tourniquet, grabbing some gauze from her pockets and stuffing the wounds before applying pressure. "Hey, Aaron.", he smiled at her, "You came.", she smiled, "You called.", Dig ran into the bedroom as sirens approached, "Dig, go to the front door.", he nodded with a clenched jaw. They hadn't gotten here in time, and they got here in 10 minutes. He should have drove faster. "Dig, this isn't on you. He's okay.", Dig nodded and went to the front door. Medics ran in with the team and Olivia backed away, her jaw clenched as she left the room, Derek watching as she walked to the wall, her dagger in it with a blood splatter around it. "I nicked him.", she yanked her knife from the wall and handed the blade to a CSI member. Her eyes locking onto the BAU as her team came in as well. "George Foyet is back. He's targeting Hotch.", the group of 11 looked at her and she clenched her jaw. "I want him dead.", and she walked away. The group sharing a look before Dig went after her.

Of the 6 American Agents, it was easy to see that Dig and Hex were the closest, almost like siblings, they had been with the first draft of Agents for the President. They'd been through a lot together. And Dig knew the woman was not only angry, but stressed. She was pacing and ran her hands threw her hair. "Liv.", she took a deep breath. "Are you okay?", she shook her head, "No, I'm not. What if Jack had of been home?", he sighed, "I don't know, but Liv. You gotta focus. We need you to lead us.", she nodded as the Medics rushed Hotch out and she took a deep breath, "Let's go.", and the pair went back inside, "I need Derek and Rossi here with the CSI techs. He always takes something and he has been stalking Hotch and anyone that may be of interest to him. The BAU, Jack, the Nanny, Hailey, Sean. We need to try and keep eyes on them.  Especially Jack and Sean.", she took a deep breath, "JJ and Reid, I need you two along with Pen to go over every thing we know about Foyet, we have to be able to predict his next move. Emily, Rossi, go to the Hospital. The President's team, we need to update the commander. To do this, I want Dig and Tricia to go. Matty, go with JJ and Reid, Pen may need help. Devin, go with Emily and Rossi. Jonah, you're with me.", the team nodded and Rossi spoke up, "What will you two be doing?", she clenched her jaw, "Hunting.", and the two left. Rossi's eyes wide, Dig sighing. "Jonah and Hex separate have the most successful solo missions. Their specialty is assassinations and infiltrations. They're stealthy, strong, intelligent, and together. They can take down an enemy base in 10 minutes. She wants George Foyet's heart on a platter, her putting Jonah with her insures that happens. She isn't operating as a BAU agent right now. She's operating as the President's Soldier. Derek, you've made jokes of her being like Black Widow and the Winter Soldier. And in a sense you're right. But she's much worse than anything fiction could make up. She's the perfect mix of both. And she isn't even doing it against her will or for redemption or to right wrongs. She's doing it because it's what she was trained to do. And she's damn good at it.", and the team split into their pairs, each BAU agent realizing that she sent an American agent with them not only to help their tasks, but as extra protection.

Jonah and Liv ended up in a dive bar just outside city limits. Olivia was wearing a black fitted jumpsuit, boots, thigh holsters, and her hair in a braid. Her face was set. "If it isn't Hex and Jo." Olivia looked at the bar keep. "I'm looking for information. George Foyet, Peter Rhea. Derek Morgan. The Reaper. He is a serial killer that has decided to target my family. He's in the area and I want him dead. What do you know?", the bar keep sighed. "How do you get yourself in these situations?", she glared. "Tell me what you know or your life is mute. I saved you because you're a good rat to have. I can find myself another, Ronan.", the blonde man sighed, "Jeez, you're high sprung today.", she grabbed a dagger and slammed it into the counter top. The wood splintering. "Okay. That camera man you had me torture a few weeks ago. We traced his stud back to a name. Ryder Porter.", and Olivia clenched, "Ryder Porter is dead. I killed him myself.", Ronan nodded, "I know. And yes. He is dead. Someone used his name as an alias to pay the guy. Be in communications with him. We tracked the IP to a cafe near the apartments, hacked into the server, found the computer. The camera wasn't covered. The guy was using a VPN, but those don't matter to us. Hacked in. It was your guy. George Foyet was the one paying this guy to snap pictures of you, more importantly of Jack. At school, with Dina, with the blonde sister, with you and his father. It's been happening for weeks. Why you picked it up at the zoo, I don't know. But you did. With the help of the president, the guy has disappeared. Never existed. Now. We have an in to your guy. The second he turns on his laptop, we've got him. No matter what he tries to do to hide himself. We've got him.", she nodded, "Good. Use that connection to find him. Now.", he sighed. "You don't have a level head.", she glared, "My head is fine! I need him dead.", and her eyes were dark. He sighed, "Fine.", and the three disappeared into a hidden area of the bar, going down into the basement and Ronan began tracking George Foyet. She watched the screen as it darted back and forth along the area before switching to Kentucky, then to England, then South Africa, before finally settling back in Virginia. Right near DC in a favorite but small cafe. "Got him.", and the two agents left quickly.

To say Olivia was pissed that she and Jonah had missed Foyet was an understatement. The agent stood in the shooting range and was firing clip after clip into a target. Her last clip ran out and she started throwing daggers at the target, she felt someone behind and her body reacted before her brain did, "Son of a bitch.", she tensed and got up. "Derek? Why would you sneak up on me? You know I don't like that!", he groaned and she rolled her eyes before she helped him up, "Are you okay? Is Aaron okay? Is Jack okay? Have we found Foyet?", he sent her a look. "I'm fine, Aaron is awake, Jack is with him. No, we haven't found Foyet.", she sighed and clenched her jaw, "Of course we haven't.", she took a deep breath. "I'm fine. Just annoyed.", he nodded, "I know, but that's okay. You're also scared. Foyet got to Aaron, that's not your fault. It's no one's fault. All we can do is catch the guy.", Olivia looked at Derek, "I don't want to catch him, Derek. I want to torture him and stab him like he did all his victims. I want to make him feel what his victims felt. The pain and the fear. And I want him dead. By my hands. By my call.", she looked at Derek. "I don't want to do this as a BAU agent. I'm doing this as Hex. Not Liv.", he looked at her and knew that there was nothing he could do to stop her. He didn't think anyone would stop her.