A Change in Destiny

Chapter 1

~Sage's POV~
I woke up to the lingering smell of alcohol. Scared that Eric was beating my mom again, I picked up a knife that was hidden under my pillow in the pillowcase, and cautiously walked out of my room. Suddenly, I was thrown into the wall and I dropped the knife. He's done this to me before, I just try my hardest to hide it from my mom, though it's not always easy, especially when your mother is a professional profiler. He picked me up and threw me against the back wall in my room. He slowly walked over to me, an evil grin creeping across his face.
//TRIGGERING//
He started attacking my clothes, ripping them apart and throwing them on the ground. Next, he went for my bra and underwear. I screamed with what little strength I had left, begging for him to stop. He's never done this before.
"Shut up, you stupid slut," he spat. He used his left arm to hold me down and his right hand to unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans. "You know if you wouldn't dress like a whore I wouldn't be doing this," he said. Smirking at me, he pulled down his boxers. He plunged into me and I screamed as loud as I could, but failing to make much noise considering his hand was covering my mouth. He kept thrusting in and out until I felt a thick, gooey liquid burst inside me. Fuck. I screamed as loud as I could. It didn't help. He pulled up his boxers and next his pants. I sat up, but looked down, not making eye contact.
"This..." he slurred, "is your fault." His words echoed in my head, which was throbbing because of all my screaming.
//TRIGGER END//
I felt something wet land on my bare thigh. I looked down and realized it was a tear. I didn't even know I was crying. I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs, curling up into a ball in the fetal position. His words repeated in my brain. I slowly rocked myself back and forth to stop myself from shaking. I heard the front door slam shut. He was gone. Gone, but for how long? A while later, I was still in tears, and the fetal position rocking back and forth, which didn't help the shaking, when I heard the front door open again. I immediately tensed up. "Babe! I'm home," my mother called. I refused to speak. I heard footsteps coming down the hall and towards my bedroom door. She gasped. I expected her to scream at me, telling me what a dirty hoe I am, like Eric does. But she didn't. She ran over to me. When she realized I was naked, she wrapped my blanket around me. "Baby who did this to you?" she asked, concern written all over her face. I didn't dare speak, the fear of Eric doing it again etching into my heart. "Was it Eric?!" I bit my lip to hold back the tears. I didn't move. She grabbed her phone and dialed a number. "JJ, it's me, I need you at my house ASAP, and bring the rest of the team including Garcia," she stated into the phone. A few seconds later, she thanked JJ on the phone and hung up. She stood there, watching me, not moving. A while later, there was a knock on the door. My mom walked over to the doorway of my bedroom and yelled "Come in," so she wouldn't hurt my ears.
I heard multiple footsteps coming down the hall. The first person from the team I saw was JJ. She ran over to me and bent down to meet my level.
"Honey, who did this to you?" she asked. I continued being a mute.
"Was it Eric," Reid asked. I tensed up and JJ turned to look at my mom. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her nod. Derek came over to me slowly and knelt down like JJ.
"Sweetie, has he done this before?" he asked. Giving up on becoming a mute, I replied quietly.
"He's never done this before." My mom sighed.
"Where is he now," Hotch asked from the doorway. I shrugged my shoulders, trying to be as quiet as possible. "We've got to find him before he does this again." I violently shook my head. My mom came over to me and sat on the bed.
"Baby, we'll be with you. We're not going to leave you. We won't let him hurt you again. I promise," she said. I slowly nodded. "Now come on, let's get you dressed." I waited until everyone left the room to get up from the bed. I looked at my naked body in the body mirror and wondered if everything he told me was true. Was this really my fault? I didn't mean to make him do this. I didn't know I was dressing like a whore. I shook away the thoughts and put on a long sleeved shirt and long pants. I searched my room for my Sperry's, and when I finally found them I put them on. When I was done, I walked out of my room and into the living room where the team was waiting for me.
Garcia was on the laptop tracing Eric's phone.
"Found him," she said. Everyone turned to look at me. I looked down at the ground, suddenly feeling extremely self conscious.
"You ready?" my mom asked. I slowly nodded. We left the house and got in the cars. Garcia texted Eric's pinpoint location to the SUV's GPS, so we all went to where he was: at the bar. No surprise there. We got out of the cars and cautiously approached the opening to the door. The team took out their ID's and told the security that I was with them. The security man nodded reluctantly and let us by. My mom and the rest of the team searched the room that was filled with darkness and strobe lights. She froze then pushed her way to the crowd and the team quickly followed her. I stayed where I was at. A few minutes later, two guys approached me and I tensed up again.
"Hey, where you from?" they asked. I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, you wanna come with us?" I shook my head no and the guy on the left walked closer to me. "Aww, don't be like that," he whispered in my ear. I tried to walk away but he grabbed me by my hair. I yelped and he covered my mouth. I opened my mouth against his hand and bit him. He let go and groaned in pain so I started to run. I pushed my way through the crowd trying to find someone that I knew and would keep me safe. I saw JJ and ran over to her, ignoring the people I was bumping into. I turned my head and saw the two guys coming towards me. I backed up as far as I could and bumped into someone. I turned around and saw it was Eric. Shit. I realized I was cornered. He smirked at me, grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into him, his other hand wrapped around my throat. The team drew their guns and pointed them at him. I started hyperventilating.
"Well, well, looks like someone's going to die either way," he snickered. I put my hands around his hand that was around my throat and tried to pull it off me.
"Leave her be, Eric, it's over," my mom said from behind us. He turned me around so we were facing her.
"I'll do it right here, right now," he said.
"You try anything, you're dead," she replied.
"Oops, too late," he said, and started squeezing my throat. I started gasping for air when I heard a loud gunshot and his body dropped. Everyone in the room screamed and moved away. I ran over to my mom and she opened her arms to me. I crashed into her, wrapping my arms around her waist. She held me tightly and rubbed my back, telling me it was going to be okay. I suddenly remembered the two guys. I turned around and scanned the room for them. They left. Thank goodness.
"Baby, are you okay?" she asked, worriedly. I nodded.
"I'm fine," I lied. I wasn't anywhere close to fine. I was a wreck. She pulled me into a warm embrace and I laid my head on her chest.