I'm shoved hard into the table and hit the back of my head on the corner crying out a little from shock and pain. As he goes past me I see the gun in the waistband of his pants and get up following him however dizzy and sick I may feel, I fall and see him reach into the playpen I bring my gun up and fire two bullets. He goes down and Gracie starts screaming so I head to her, picking her up I sit on the couch and rock her gently making sure she can't see the body but also trying to clear the foggy feeling in my brain.
"Abby?!" I hear and then David and Aaron come running in with guns raised, upon seeing me and Gracie Aaron's gun goes back into it's holster and he comes over sitting next to me and taking Gracie.
"David Hold Gracie." He says handing her over before grabbing the sides of my face. "It sounded like you were hit are you ok?" He asks but his words sound muffled and I squint trying to concentrate on him. "Abby can you hear me?" He asks and I nod absently before looking over at the dead guy.
"Is it over?" I ask and he looks over.
"I don't know, are you ok?" He asks and I nod before holding my head and wincing. "That's a no, here let me see." He says feeling around until he gets to the spot I hit and I pull back hissing. "Sorry, sorry." He says and then turns to Dave. "We need the paramedics."
Dave goes to move but I call out. "I want Gracie." I say.
"Abby you need to be looked over." Aaron says and I nod a little.
"I know but I want to make sure she's safe."
"Abby Dave has her." He says waving Dave off. "She'll be just fine I promise."
"He was going to take her and he had a gun and all I could see was..." I trail off still staring at the dead guy and Aaron moves my face to look at him.
"Abby she'll be just fine." He says slowly and I nod as two people in uniform come over.
"What happened?" One asks and Aaron answers but all I can do is stare off into space.
"Mrs? Mrs?" I hear and I move to look at a paramedic who looks very concerned. "Do you feel dizzy?" He asks and I nod slowly. "What about sickness do you feel sick?" I nod again and he turns to his partner. "Go get the stretcher I don't want her walking." As she scampers off he turns to Aaron.
"Husband or friend?"
"Husband."
"Alright you need to ride with us and no matter what you need to keep her awake the first 24 hours are a big deal."
"What's wrong?"
"She has a concussion, should she fall asleep there's a high chance she could slip into a coma." He says and Aaron nods.
I don't remember getting on the stretcher or in the Ambulance or even getting to the hospital. I remember Aaron talking to me telling me I needed to stay awake. I remember feeling incredibly tired and then...black.
When I woke up Aaron was sitting next to my bed with Gracie and talking to Dave. "It wasn't him I got a letter saying 'Try again'. Garcia's running prints for the man she shot but it looks like he was a bystander." Dave says and Aaron sighs.
"Alright let me know what Garcia finds I'm staying here with her." Aaron says and then I move my hand to hold his.
"A bystander?" I ask a sad look in my eye.
"Who forced his way into your home and attacked you. It's self-defense any court will see that." He says and I nod still upset.
---End Flashback---
"And later that day I did indeed find out that Matthew Thompson was just a pawn used by the unsub."
"And were you at all upset by that fact?" Cramer asks and I stare at him mouth open in shock.
"Absolutely I didn't know who he was before he barged in my house and it didn't seem right that he should die at all."
"But you did kill him."
"In self-defense." I say and he nods.
"And the unsub was he ever found?" He asks and I nod.
"He was but only because he got mad at us." I tell him and he looks at me curiously.
"Explain."
