But Aaron, my dear Aaron. You called to late.
You should have called sooner
Cold. You feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand, and goosebumps raise on you flushed skin. Not daring to open your eyes yet, all you feel is cold. In the end, emily said she felt cold when she died. Are you dead? Then, you hear something. A bang. Now you have to open your eyes. So you do. Everything was fuzzy, nothing really lining up. There was about 3 replicas of everything. You were in a building, you hands tied above your head, feet dangling just above the ground, facing a series of stained glass windows. About 2 or 3 of them shattered, that's why it's so cold. There was nothing really in the room. There was a surgical table, a instrument table for surgeons, along with a few wooden chairs scattered around the room, and your clothes piled beside you. One thing that was nowhere to be found is foyet.
You were so busy looking around you didnt look at yourself. Your body was bruised, blood running off your arms, and you were in your undergarments. Your black laced bra had a blood stain on the strap, with some blood on your shoulder. And your black laced thong, which was giving you a severe weggy right now, was a little ripped at the front. But the good this about all this, is theres no blood dripping down your thighs. The cold, empty room was gaining light, but that's because the sun was rising. There was a whistling through the window, with the air flowing In. Theres no sort of exit in sight, but then you hear a door, and in walks foyet.
"Ah, look who's awake." He says "I hope you got your rest"
You, again stay silent. Your not giving him the satisfaction of hearing you speak, that shows him that he won, and your not letting that happen. You just hang there, wondering if garcia checked your cameras yet to see where you are. Hopefully they knows what's happened and they wont let Aaron come home yet.
*Garcias POV*
I walk into the building after a good night with morgan. We spent the night together and watched movies, and went to bed. And this morning I woke up to breakfast, fresh strawberries and blueberries on some pancakes.
Today is going to be a good day, I can feel it. I walk into the bullpen and see the girls sitting around Reids desk. Looking up the stairs, and I see no bossman today. He must be getting back later today. I look around and relize (y/n) isnt here. Shes normally here by now. Me being snoopy I go to my den and check her Camaras. Wow.
"Morgan!!" I shout running to the bullpen
"Babygirl, what's wrong?" He asks
"(Y/n), shes gone!! And th- theres blood!"
We both run to my den and look at the camera. There was glass and blood everywhere in her livingroom. And her bedroom, the sheets were all over the floor, and all her clothes were discarded onto the floor. Along with her nightstand knocked over and blood on the wall. Just then morgans phone goes off.
"Morgan" he says
Morgans phone was pretty loud so I could here what the other persons was saying. I dont know who it but I heard the panick in there voice
"Derek, theres been a security breech." The weird man says
"What kind of breech"
"Agent Aaron hothchner, hes been injured, sir"

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I Want More (completed)
Fantasy(Y/N) starts at the BAU with new people, new beginnings. As you are finished signing the papers to join the team, you realize that there is one person you didnt imagine ever seeing again. The love of your teenage life. One turn of events on your f...