Jennifer Jareau's POV
I open my eyes weakly. I am suffering. Every breath is becoming more difficult, more painful and weaker. But I'm still fighting to stay alive. I turn to Spencer who's now also connected to a device in which I see his blood flowing. He asks me:
"Where did he go?"
"To my house."
"But... But I didn't give him your address!"
"I did."
"Wha...?"
"He was about to kill you! I need you by my side! You cannot do this to me!"
The door opens, and two hooded men enter. They have a tray in their hands. A man approaches me.
"As our leader is gone, he asked us to give you this."
The man in front of me puts a spoon in the bowl that is on the tray. Then he pulls it out to make me eat, but I refuse to cooperate, and I tighten my lips.
"Come on, eat. It's soup."
I still refuse, then the man puts the tray on a small chair not far, and takes firmly my jaw in his hand, forcing me to open my mouth. Then the man forces me to swallow the soup.
After Spencer and I have finished the bowl, the two men go out. I turn to Spencer.
"Spence?"
"Yes?"
"Who were these guys?"
"I have no idea."
"Do you think that the team is looking for us?"
"I think so."
"You think they'll find us?"
"I'm sure they will."
Suddenly, I feel dizzy. I turn to Spencer.
"Spence, I don't feel very..."
Then I vomit.
"JJ, are you okay?! JJ!"
That's the last thing I heard before losing consciousness...
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Profile my Heart (Currently Re-writing)
FanfictionAfter an argument, JJ and Spencer broke up. But when they try to live without each other, they fail. A tragic event will force them to move closer. And this event will make two other agents move closer.
