Hope Shepherd

Scared

POV Hope: I tried falling asleep so at least I would have some energy and have the possibility of escape. I need to somewhere, anywhere but here. I transported myself to the OR gallery, I'm watching Amelia do a craniotomy. I heard a sudden crash. Panic rise in my chest, what if he's back, he's gonna hurt me again. I forced my eyes open. "FBI! Put your hands up!" I heard a female voice yell. Then someone kicked the door down. Two woman walked in and a man all of their guns drawn. The blonde one had brought a blanket and she put it over my naked body. Thankfully after the guy checked all the rooms and yelled "clear!" he left. "Hi, I'm Agent Jennifer Jareau and my friend Agent Emily Prentiss. You can call me Jennifer or JJ," the blonde one told me. "And you can call me Emily," said the other woman, a brunette, Emily I guess.

POV Emily: We found hope lying on a table, her limbs strapped tightly to the sides. We tried to leave out bringing all the boys so that it would feel less invasive to Hope. I pulled out my scissors to unbind her from the table. Her hand was tightly gripping the blanket JJ laid on her. This is an obvious tell that he had severely hurt her. We got her onto a stretcher and loaded her onto the ambulance outside.

POV JJ: I tried to explain what's going to happen next, "So, we're going to bring you to the hospital to get checked out, you might have to be there for a little while since it seems you have some pretty serious injuries." "Where's Amelia?" she asked. "We haven't found her yet, she was also taken by the same man who took you." Instant fear flashed across her face. She started to shake and breath heavily and we recognized this was a PTSD episode. Emily and I immediately jumped into action. Emily held her so she couldn't injure herself or crash and I held her hands trying to bring her back to reality. "Hope, Hope, look at me, you are safe do you hear me. We have you now, no one is going to hurt you." She started to relax a little, but still shaking. Tears were falling down her eyes, I cautiously rubbed her shoulder. Hope quickly tried to recompose herself, "What hospital are you taking me too?" Not being sure where myself I shot a quick glance at Emily. She answered, "Somewhere named Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital." Hope's face immediately relaxed. "Don't let Owen see me, and get Doctor Jo Wilson," she choked out as she was passing out from exhaustion.