Jasmine Morgan

Untitled Part 4

They were driving along the interstate and passed a lot of houses. Daniel was riding shotgun and giving directions to Hotch; who was driving, and Morgan and Reid sat on either side of Jasmine in the back of the black SUV. A familiar landmark caught her attention.

"Hold on..." She muttered. Hotch heard her and pulled over on the side of the road.

"Do you recognize something?" He asked her. Morgan looked at her and pulled her close.

"Yeah, but not from where I was kept... in some of the pictures on the walls... that, over there, was the background." She pointed to an area of trees with a small clearing and a memorial stone in the center.

"Some?" Reid asked her curiously.

"Some of the girls in the pictures were in two different ones. One of them looked like they could be from facebook or something, and the other were of the girl sitting in front of the stone."

"Can you give us a percentage?" Reid asked her. "It doesn't even have to be accurate, we just need to know if there were more girls that had two pictures than just one."

"There were way more doubles than singles. I'd say about eighty percent doubles." Hotch called for search dogs and more officers to look around.

Five minutes of silence had passed before two other police cars came up and four men and two dogs emerged.

"Boss said to tell you that he can't send more. We're too undermanned." One of the officers said when everyone stepped out of the SUV to meet them.

"That's fine. I wasn't expecting a whole search party." Hotch said. He pointed to the clearing. "That's the area where we think he dumped his bodies. We don't know how many there are going to be, but we do know that they were either buried, wrapped in plastic, or both. Spread out and call me once you get something."

"Where are you going, Agent Hotchner?"

"I have something else to do." He got back in the SUV and so did everyone else. They kept driving on for about five more minutes before Jaz nearly jumped out of the car. The only thing keeping her from doing so was Morgan, who was holding her around the middle.

"What is it, Jasmine?" Reid asked urgently. Hotch stopped the car immediately upon seeing the struggle. He turned around and looked at her.

"Jasmine, I need you to tell me what's going on." Daniel answered instead.

"This is where I picked her up."

"You didn't say anything?" Hotch asked him.

"I didn't have time, she started freaking out." By that time, Morgan had placed his sister in his lap and was rubbing soothing circles on her back.

"This is Agent Hotchner, I need all backup at 331 Westford Road off Interstate 95. Immediately." He turned back towards Jaz to see her asleep. She'd had a hell of a few days, so he didn't blame her, not like he would in the first place. Morgan had a very protective hold on her and Reid was glancing protectively out of the corners of his eyes. She had just escaped from a serial kidnapping murderer, ran into the road and gotten a ride from a complete stranger, and went through driving to the house once more. She was the youngest there, yet she was proving to be one of the strongest in Hotch's eyes.   

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Heyyyy sorry it took me so long to update this. I've been caught up with school stuff. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter!