Falling in Love

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warning: kidnapping, emotional abuse, physical harm and distressing themes

Don't move. Drop everything you have and come with me.

You recognized that voice, it was so familiar yet so lost.

You listened to the voice, dropping your purse and everything else you had.

As they pushed you into their car, you glanced down to see if the envelope was still in your purse.

It was, and you knew what was in there.

They were photos of you and Emily.

Whoever this person was had been stalking the two of you.

Once you had processed what was happening, you realized you were in the trunk of a car.

You ran the whole scenario through your head, trying to figure out who it was.

Then it hit you.

It was Joanna.

Emily's POV

About twenty minutes after y/n left, I said goodbye to the team and headed out to my car.

I realized y/n's car was still in the garage, so I went to go look.

I realized that her purse was on the ground, and a sharp feeling of dread shot through me.

I looked in her purse and saw the envelope, so I opened it.

What spilled out was about 100 images of her and I, either eating dinner or going for a walk.

Y/n had been kidnapped.

I sprinted back inside with the envelope, tears streaming down my face.

I didn't bother taking the elevator, it was too slow.

I ran up the stairs as fast as possible, skipping a few steps here and there.

I burst through the doors and sprinted to Hotch's office, the rest of the team looking at me quizzically.

"Hotch," I said, out of breath. "Y/n's been kidnapped. And I have proof right here."

Y/N POV

It felt like you had been in the car forever.

Joanna finally stopped, slamming the car door hard enough to break it.

You tensed up as soon as she opened the trunk door.

"Good, you're still alive. You have no idea what I'm gonna do to you," Joanna said, a terrifying smile on her face.

You wanted to hide, to run away.

But you couldn't.

All you could do was stay and endure whatever she was going to do.

"Get up, bitch," she said, yanking you out of the car.

You fell trying to stand up, her kicking you in the ribs.

You grunted in pain, but stood up.

She tied your hands behind your back and shoved you forward into her house.

You had no idea where you were, this was never a place she had taken you when the two of you dated.

She shoved you down the stairs into the basement and locked the door.

It was a concrete room with no windows, and the door was locked from the outside.

There was only a mattress in the middle of the room, no blankets or pillows.

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