"Hold on, I think something’s in here." The tall brunette agent stepped to her side, motioning towards the shed. She glanced back at her unit chief and beckoned him to follow her. She crept around the corner, gun poised at the ready, the safety clicked off. Her dark locks were pulled back into a ponytail, her bangs clinging flat against her forehead with perspiration. She ran her hand through it quickly and sighed softly as she closed in towards the garage shed. She reached her hand out and grabbed ahold of the handle on the door.
The team had been looking for a serial killer for the past week, and have finally narrowed down a suspect. As the team split up in search of the UNSUB, Emily had gone with Hotch, as JJ with Dave, and Reid and Derek.
Emily took in a deep breath, exhaling quietly as she shivered, the hairs on the back of her neck were standing up. “Hotch, I have a bad feeling about this.” She muttered under her breath, pulling at the handle. the garage door slid open quite easily, much easier than expected. Inhaling softly, she shivered as she slowly maneuvered into the room.
Just as they both entered, the garage slid shut. Gasping, Emily turned to Hotch and ran back to the door, trying to slide the door back up. She frowned, grunting as it wouldn’t even budge. “Hotch..” She yanked at the door again, but still, the sliding door wouldn’t move up at all.
Moving away from the door, she shook her head and ran a hand through her hair. Of course as they were close to catching their suspect, they got trapped inside a storage garage. She frowned and pulled out her cellphone, checking for service and groaning loudly before tucking her phone back into the pocket of her pantsuit. “Great.. No service.” She rolled her eyes and sat down on the ground, shivering once more.
As moments went by, Emily continued to shiver, the temperature dropping immensely. She looked at Hotch and tried to bundle her coat tighter around her. “It’s getting colder in here..” She stated quietly, her breath visible as she exhaled. She wet her bottom lip and caressed it with her tongue. She wrapped her arms around herself and closed her eyes, trying to stay warm.
Slowly looking up at her superior, she took in a soft breath, her chest aching. She was the reason for being stuck in this storage freezer. Nibbling on her bottom lip, she shook her head slowly and closed her eyes, “I’m sorry..” She mumbled in a defeated tone. God, was it getting even colder in here? Emily rested her chin on her arms and sighed. “If it weren’t for me, we wouldn’t be in here..”
By now the brunette was practically curled into a ball, as she sat on the concrete flooring. She took in a shaky breath and released it moments later as she tried to control herself. Tried not to panic and give into accepting this was the end. She needed to remain positive. They’d get out. Wrapping her arms around her knees, Emily frowned and shrugged. Well, at least it were him she was trapped in here with. If she were to die with anyone tonight… She was somewhat glad it was with him.