Accidental Attractions

Chapter thirteen

"I have an address! I have an address!" Garcia shouts rather loudly into her end of the call. "He lives downtown I'm sending it to you guys right now!" She says before hanging up. "Well that was awfully quick. I mean it took local police like a long while to even notice the connection between all the murders and Garcia finds his address in a matter of days. It's incredible." JJ says to me while she drives herself and me to the location sent to us by the goddess herself, Penelope Garcia. "I know right? And we didn't even have that much information yet and she somehow did better than us in every aspect so far. She truly amazes me." I say staring at JJ staring at the road. "You know who else amazes me?" JJ looks over at me and places one of her hands on my arm and slides it down my wrist and our hands intertwine. "You my love. You amaze me deeply, every day." I say, trying to hold back the inevitable huge grin growing on my face. "I feel the same way about you baby."

And at that we arrive at the suspects house before everyone else and we really should have waited but we knew that he had another victim hostage and we needed to move fast. The rest of the team was not far behind us. So we geared up fully and did our thing. "FBI! Open up!!" She screams at the front door. And with no response she kicks open the door like the total bad ass she is. "*enter random creepy name for the unsub* come out slowly and with you're hands up!" She screams again, her tone growing more aggressive. We make our way through the house until we cleared every room besides the basement. Of course it's the basement, it's never not the basement.

Before I could protest, JJ leads down the steps to the lowest level, weapon drawn. She makes us known once more before entering cautiously. I immediately see a whole lot of movement and action coming from directly in front of me but it wasn't JJ, it was him. Before I know it he has a knife out slashing it at JJ.

"Put your weapon down and put your hands up or I will shoot!" I scream as JJ takes a step back pointing her gun at the unsub. "You don't understand! I need to do this or I'll get caught!" He said with a pleading tone, his face painted in stress. "They can never know! And you can't take me with you!!" He says in a very very loudly and with growing hostility. Then he charges at JJ once more but I shoot at him as soon as he moves, although I believe I was too late. I go over to check his pulse and he's not dead, but I doubt he will make it. And right as that thought crosses my mind, his seemingly limp body throws a small knife which punctures my abdomen. I stand up and begin to handcuff him when he whispers in my ear, "Don't tell them there are more." He chuckles maniacally before seemingly drifting off. I check his pulse once more, and he's dead. Oh shit what about JJ?!?

"Hey! Hey! It's gonna be okay. Your okay. Your okay!" I say to JJ trying to calm her down. My voice in a shaky tone. I'm trying to stay calm so she can stay calm but I'm not doing very well. The pit of my stomach feels like someone is twisting it in a ball. My lungs refuse to inflate properly leaving me breathless. That could be in part of the small dagger sticking from my side. The pain is unreal. Its a weird feeling, having a foreign object sticking you in the side. I'm fine though, the knife is steady and I'm not losing that much blood. JJ on the other hand.

I rush to rip a price of my shirt and place it on the wound with immense pressure, kinda like the night at the carnival. "You know-" she says in between coughing. Her gash oozing bodily liquids. "I'm having some déjà vu right now. To the night I fell in love with you." She says, her voice becoming softer and weaker. "That was the best night of my life even though I was shot a couple of times. It was the night we had our first kiss." I barely get out the words. The tears running down my face are then wiped away by the woman lying beneath me as I hold her wounds.

"Why won't the bleeding stop! It just keeps coming!" At this point I'm balling, I can't control my emotions any longer. "I was going to propose to you after we got home! We were gonna have a beautiful, large wedding in Hawaii your favorite place. We were gonna wear beautifully handcrafted dresses and invite our families. I want to start a family with you, so you can't die, you just can't!" I rest my head in the crook of her neck whilst still applying pressure on her injuries.

"You know, you can still propose to me." She says smiling. She wipes my tears once more. I clear my throat before saying, "Jennifer Jereau, will you give me the honor, of becoming your wife." After a bit of stuttering I finally get it out. Her smile grows larger. Then all of a sudden we hear the team burst in. I had called for a medic after shooting the unsub and he slashed her. " We're down here!" I yell. I here several sets of footsteps rush down the creaky splintered steps. "Oh my god!" They all say, seemingly in unison. "What the hell happened?" Hotch asked as Reid and Morgan rush over to me and JJ, he begins to examine the unsub, and Rossi searches for the victim. The victim! "Oh my god I forgot about the victim! I was busy making sure JJ didn't bleed out. Then I turn my head to JJ, and Morgan is performing CPR on her limp body.

I didn't see what happened she went unconscious. I didn't realize. I was busy focusing on the fact that I forgot to look for and try to save the victim which was the whole reason we came in here early in the first place. "Goddammit." Morgan whispers under his breath. Spencer then makes his way over to me right as everything truly sets in. I think I might be in shock. Is this what it feels like. All of a sudden I'm calm, but also frozen. I don't want to move and I can't. Reid is holding me firmly in his arms. That's comforting. Having my family there to help us. But there might not be an us anymore. I switch my focus back to the love of my life right as the paramedics make their way down the same wooden steps as we did when this horror show began. They lift her up and out on a gurney right before attempting to do the same for me.

"Get your hands off of me!" I scream. They try to ask me politely but I would not budge. "Spencer! Don't let them take me!!" He looks at me lovingly and whispers, "What if JJ survives, and she will survive, and you're not there when it when she wakes up?"
He says nudging me towards the bed. "Fine, I'll  go. But I can walk up the stairs." The EMTs nod at me as I step by step make my way to the ground floor. I look down at my hands, which are covered in my lovers blood, and one more tear streams down my check.

A/N hey everyone! This chapter was very fun, but very challenging to write. I am currently sick and out of school so hopefully I will have time to start on the next chapter too. Until then, vote and comment. Specifically comment what you think I should change the unsub name too. Thank you!