Inside A Lover's Mind (Criminal Minds Fanfic)

Ängelica

"What is her name?" I asked, sitting at my computer desk.
"Ängelica Czechwich," Hotch replied through the phone.
"Okay I found her," I said, "she has originally blonde hair, died auburn. She is twenty five years old and Russian-Latino. Blue-grey eyes, 5'3 and last seen walking home from university. I have a video here of her training for self-defense, pictures and info on school and family but that is about it. She's clean as a whistle."
"Alright, thanks Jessica-"
"Wait. Jessica, is there any info about past relationships that ended badly?" Spencer asked, cutting off Hotch.
I tapped on some keys, a box popping up.
"Oh here we go. Ängelica was in a relationship with an Oscar Meyers two years ago. After the break-up, Oscar broke into her apartment and tried to... oh my," I replied.
"What is it, sweet heart?" Derek asked.
"He, um, tried to force her into... I have never seen anything like this before, guys. It's insane. Sending the photos right now," I trailed off, tapping in their numbers.
I watched as the pictures disappeared from my computer screen. My stomach felt sick.
'He tried to rape her, bond her, and burn down her place,' I thought.
"Jessica? Are you there?" I heard Spencer ask.
"Y-yeah I'm here," I replied, clenching my stomach.
"Where is Oscar now?" he asked.
I clicked on his file.
"His current address is 546 Johnston... ten blocks away from Ängelica's place," I replied, my voice shaking.
"Thanks Jessica. Move out," Hotch told everyone.
The phone clicked and I leaned back into my rolling chair. I looked down at my outfit, laughing at the fact I wasn't as bright as Garcia. I was wearing a green collared shirt with little foxes on it, black skinny jeans, a black cardigan, and black loafers. I was content. Suddenly, something popped up onto my screen. A video, a man with raven black hair and dark brown eyes smiled at the camera. He was an attractive man. For a moment, I thought he was just my imagination. He turned the camera. I saw a girl, a little older than me, at the other end. She had auburn hair and blue-grey eyes. She was crying, her accent distinct as she begged him to let her go, crying out 'Oscar'.
"Ängelica!" I exclaimed, pulling myself towards the desk.
I dialed Spencer quickly.
"Speaker," he mentioned as he picked up.
"I am getting a live video right now with Ängelica and Oscar. They're in a boiler room of some kind. I just got a file here says that the Meyers owned a factory which is now abandoned. The factory has a boiler room. I'm sending the address right now," I explained.
"Good going, sweet heart," Derek said into the phone.
I didn't hear a click, only slight breathing.
"Spence? Is that you? You're on private?" I asked.
"Yes," he said quietly.
"Be careful, okay? I don't want you to get hurt," I worried.
"Jessica. We've been together for a month now. You need to stop worrying about me. I have back-up," he laughed quietly.
"I'll never stop worrying. Go find Ängelica and put the pervert behind bars."
"I will. Chinese food?"
"Of course. Go kick ass," I smiled.
There was a click. I fell back into my chair. I looked back to the screen. Ängelica was being stripped. My hands clenched the sides of my desk, frantically trying to do something. Somehow, I hacked into the camera. It was on a laptop. I desperately looked through his files. Videos and pictures of the other three victims were on it. I called Derek.
"What, sweet heart?" he asked.
"He's going to rape her, Dad! Move your ass!" I screamed into the phone.
"What-"
"Oscar is the psychopath! I found all of the victims last breaths on his fucking laptop. Move your fucking ass! I love you but god speed, man!" I shouted.
"Alright. We're here now. Hack into his computer and-"
"Already on it, Pops. Almost and... there. The computer is down and the doors are unlocked."
"Thanks sweet heart. I owe you," Derek said into the phone.
It clicked. The video stopped. I knew Oscar didn't though. My leg began to fidget, desperately waiting for the call. My phone rang. I picked it up frantically.
"We've got him! Ängelica is alive!" Rossi exclaimed.
I let out a small gasp.
"Is she okay? Was she..." I couldn't finish the sentence.
"I'm afraid so, Jessica. We were a little too late," he replied sadly.
"Get her here. She'll need a shrink right away," I told him.
"Of course. She's seemed to take a liking to Hotch and Reid..."
"R-Reid?" I cleared my throat, "Is everyone alright?"
"A-okay. Would you like the computer?"
"Uh yeah. It'll be evidence."
"Alright. We'll be by soon. It's weird to have a case right here in Quantico," Rossi admitted, hanging up.
I waited and waited for them to return. When they did, I was asked to speak with Ängelica.
"Thank you so much," she smiled sadly.
"Oh you can't thank me-"
"But I can. Dr. Reid told me you found out the location of Oscar and I. I may have been fouled by that man, but you saved me before I was murdered by that man. I owe you my life," she explained, cutting me off.
I had tears in my eyes. I looked at Spencer, who had a lopsided smile on his face. Ängelica hugged me. When she pulled away, she looked at Hotch.
"Where might I stay? My apartment is no longer mine," she asked.
"You'll stay with one of us," he replied.
"May I stay with you? I would feel comfortable with strong man in house," she admitted, pink-faced.
"I don't see why not," he replied with a small smile.
She gave him a smile. We all went off in separate directions after I received praise. I didn't want it. Spencer walked me to his car.
"I don't deserve any thanks," I snapped, getting in.
"What are you talking about? You were amazing, as always," he laughed, starting the car.
"Don't you see?! She was still raped, Spencer! That's my fault-"
He pressed his lips to mine to get me quiet.
"You listen. We all tried our hardest. Be happy she's alive, okay? Sure, she'll never be the same. But you save her life."
I began to cry, tears rushing down my face.
"Chinese food? That always makes you happy," Spencer asked, cupping my face.
I nodded. He held my hand as he drove. I was afraid to ask a question, but I could it hold it anymore.
"Spencer?"
"Yeah?"
"Let's tell everyone about us."