Stuck Like Glue (Sequel to You Make Me Smile a Hotch Fanfic)

Rob

Kay didn't wait for Anderson.

Hanging up on Garcia she grabbed her gun and ran straight out the door. When she arrived at the school the cops were everywhere and her team was no-where to be seen. Only after assaulting one, maybe two cops and flashing her badge about two hundred times did she make into in the building. Reid and Rossi were talking to some of the teachers, they noticed Kay and excused themselves.

"Kay! Wait up," Reid called out. Kay kept going, she had to find Hotch and tell him who had Jack. By the time she reached the end of the hall she had the whole team on her tail except the man she was looking for. Then she heard it.

"WHAT KIND OF SCHOOL ARE YOU RUNNING HERE WHERE IS MY SON?" Kay would recognize that voice anywhere.

Making a sharp turn into the class room she came face to face with a man you really didn't want to see angry. She caught his eye and he just looked at her. Tears rolling down his handsome face. Only then did Kay realize her own face was soaked.

A shimmer of relief graced his features when he looked at her. Knowing she was safe. Kay ran to his arms.

"I....I know who has him," She sobbed. "I know who has our baby."

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Jacks eyes swung wide open as he felt himself being dropped. He hit the dirt floor with a thud. His head throbbed and ached and he felt a welt forming on the left side above his ear.

Jack looked around trying his hardest to remember what his dad had told him to do in this situation but his head hurt to much. All he noticed was that they were in a shed. It was just like the one his grandpa had in his yard. A small wooden building with a dirt floor and filled with gardening tools.

Hearing someone shuffle around tools Jack snapped his head to his right. Which was a mistake "Ouch." His head pounded and his vision blurred for a moment before he saw clearly the man before him. A short guy with scruffy blonde hair and a big nose. Jack tried not to laugh at the mans nose. It wasn't polite to laugh at your kidnappers nose and not particularly smart. Oh and Jack was so very smart.

"So the boy wakes," the man smirked. Jack didn't like his annoying nasally sounding voice. He sounded like someone put a clothes pin on his big nose.

"Who are you? Why did you take me," Jack asked noticing how loud his own voice was.

"My name is James Robin Dixie, but you can call me Rob." He grinned evilly. "The reason I took you, little Jack-ster is because your daddy has something of mine that I want back."

Jack furrowed his brow,"What does he have?"

"Kay."