Shortly after the ambulance left the team felt a large amount of relief come over them, knowing that JJ is safe and sound and on her way to recovery with Prentiss to watch over her. Once in the SUV their minds all went straight to Nick McKain. Wondering what made him snap and do the things he did, however the pictures for the case immediately became clear to them. McKain having been the one to take the pictures was not only showing the area plus the crime scenes but he was showing off his work.
"Working his own case from the beginning… he was in control the whole time" Rossi finally broke the silence after six minutes of no one saying a single word inside of the SUV.
Morgan's cell phone then went off, Reid turned his attention to him the moment they all heard it. Flipping it open, "Morgan… really? … Okay thanks Prentiss" Morgan then closed his phone having felt Reid's eyes on him the entire time.
"JJ told Prentiss that when she woke up her cell phone was in her right hand and her right hand was set on her chest" Morgan informed the other's and Reid gave him a quizzical look. "McKain left JJ her cell phone on purpose? He knew she would wake up with enough air to call for help but… why would he let himself be caught?" Reid questioned out loud as Chief Renald pulled into the station parking lot.
"He wanted to remain in control the entire time, wanted control of when he'd be caught, of where we'd be and everything" Hotchner spoke as if they'd just heard the weather forecast. The SUV pulled into a spot and they all climbed out while leaving the flashlights in the back where they'd got them.
Once inside Fenners came to them right away, "McKain is in the Interrogation Room, so whenever your ready" he offered and then noticed Special Agent Prentiss isn't with them. "Where's Special Agent Prentiss?" he asked as he walked along side the team through the office.
"She went with Special Agent Jareau to the hospital" Hotchner answered and then Morgan turned to Hotchner with a serious and determined look on his face, "Hotch, let me interrogate McKain" he requested.
Hotchner looked at Morgan for a moment, "knowing that McKain let us catch him and that he is most likely really proud of himself for what he's done. You want to go and question him? Something tells me he'll make this way too easy" Hotch didn't answer Morgan's request and Morgan looked to the Interrogation room door. Being in the hallway leading to it and other rooms.
"Yes" Morgan gave Hotch his straightforward answer before turning his attention back to his boss, his hands on his hips. Rossi, Reid, Chief Renald and Fenners in the room of the two way mirror now.
Hotch gave Morgan a firm nod before going into the same room and Morgan walked to the Interrogation room. McKain sitting back in his chair with a smug look on his face, arms relaxed and hands folded together as if watching his favourite football team winning while his friend walks in upset he's loosing the bet.
"You've had it all planned out from the start haven't you?" Morgan asked as he stood across from McKain with his hands planted onto the metal table. McKain's eyes went up and settled onto Morgan, "how's your girl friend? Is she breathing?" McKain taunted with a small sneer before the smug grin came back onto his face.
Looking him in the eye, not flinching but wanting to punch that look off of the man's face. "Your first victim Victoria Tanio was easy wasn't she? Seeing a police officer come walking up, someone she's seen around town. She felt safe being with you… " Morgan explained his perspective of what would have happened and McKain yawned at Morgan after hearing it.
"What was it like? Feeling no pulse and putting your air into her?" McKain continued to taunt only without the sneer and talking like how his star football player is what is killing his friend's team.
To that Morgan thought for a moment, wanting to tackle the man for having brought harm to JJ and now aggravating him on what he'd just been through to keep her in their lives. "You handed the message to Chief Renald about the time setting, about what you'd done and what you wanted to happen. When we went into the house to get Richard Roxten you knew no one would be looking over his or her shoulder at you, with Jennifer closest you got her distracted. You took advantage of the situation without us knowing about it till it was too late!" Morgan let out from of his anger in his last words and slammed his hand onto the table, "you took advantage of those around you! You knew civilians wouldn't try and fight a cop! So you took pleasure in beating them senseless, till they stopped breathing! You are a power hungry ass hole aren't you?" Morgan questioned and McKain cocked his head at his question.
"Did you feel like your world was coming down on you when you noticed she wasn't responding? Start to break at the thought of her never opening her eyes again with her limp and lifeless body laying down before you?" McKain pressed as he leaned forward in his seat with his arms now on the metal table. A full sneer on his face as he looks Morgan in the eye and Morgan looks like he's about to possibly grab the man and beat him till all he can do is wheeze his breaths out. Once McKain seen this he got to his feet as if to challenge Morgan but not making any other moves.
"Yes I am Derek Morgan! I am a power hungry ass hole who knows of what he is capable of! Who knows of what any officer is capable of as long as he or she can control himself or herself. I was in complete control of myself; I took pleasure in beating Miss. Tanio to death with my nightstick! I enjoyed feeling Mr. Seenson's bones breaking under his skin from my fists!" Nick McKain shouted in Morgan's face as though shouting it out loud to the FBI Agent made him feel prouder. "Katherine Bales was a woman I began to date and seemed to have an interest in murder's and how it was all done. I told her what I'd done and the moment I saw the color drain from her face and how she took a step away from me to go for her phone. I knew she would rat me out so I pulled out my gun, stood up right in front of her so no space was left between us except enough room for my gun!" McKain continued and then he looked to the two-way mirror before looking back at Morgan.
Nick knowing fully of what he is doing and enjoying giving out his plot as his eyes become locked with Morgan's, "when I made it clear for the rescue to be recorded I knew you guy's wouldn't let any part of the case be jeopardised. That JJ" McKain grinned at saying her name that way and watching Morgan's anger fuel even more. "JJ would be stationed away from the house, protecting the person who speaks for you all to the media and family of your victims! I know that there is the occasion of where she will go in with you all but with what you all came up with for me that you wouldn't take a chance" McKain then took his seat while Morgan glared at him as though he wanted him to drop dead where he sits.
"I wondered if an FBI Agent like herself would be able to see me coming for her… know I was standing right behind her while she inspected the TV's. Hit her square in the back of the head with the butt of my gun… but now I see JJ being just as weak as you!" McKain burst off of his seat with his last statement.
Right then Hotchner and Renald burst into the room as Morgan went around the table grabbed McKain by the collar of his uniform and shoved him against the wall. Lifting McKain off of his feat and holding him against the wall fighting the urge to thrash at him, even in the presence of Hotch. Nick McKain just smiled at Morgan, "you should be thanking me… if I hadn't of left JJ her phone she wouldn't be alive right now" he then snickered.
Morgan pulled his right fist back to deliver a blow but then he got right into Nick's face, "no… I saved her life… not you," he stated firmly before releasing Nick. I won't play his game; I won't let him have his control over the end Morgan thought as Renald came over and cuffed his officer.
Rossi, Fenners and Reid all coming out to the hallway, Hotchner and Morgan stepping out first as Renald brought up the rear while holding their unsub tight in his hands. The team watched as Renald took McKain out of the station, Hotch put his hand onto Morgan's shoulder and gave him a look of 'well done'.
Once on the jet JJ laid down on the couch off to the side that is across from two seats facing one another, Morgan has his back to the cockpit sitting across from the couch with Prentiss sitting in front of him. Hotch is sitting at the group of 4 seats that has the table in the middle, sitting in a position so he can see JJ with Reid sitting across from him and Rossi is sitting next to him.
JJ has fallen asleep with Hotchner's jacket on her as a blanket, Morgan had been watching JJ during the take off and once the plane was in the air he looked to Prentiss. "Quite the traumatic event she went through… she is one tough girl" he commented and Prentiss nodded, leaning on her left elbow that's sitting on the arm rester.
"Yeah she is…" Prentiss agreed as she looked over at JJ, she smiled at her peaceful form on the couch. "I'll offer girl-talk whenever I get the chance to or if she is looking stressed out. I know how well she hides it" her eyes went to Morgan who looked like he was about to say something till she looked at him. "No one should have to hold in all of the memories of something as traumatic like this, it'll eat you alive unless you share them. Get them off of your chest" Prentiss added and Morgan then looked over to JJ knowing that what she is saying is true.
Rossi had been staring out the window and finally turned to look at Hotchner, "you thinking of getting JJ a therapist to be sure she's going to be okay?" he asked and Hotch finally pulled his eyes off of JJ to look at Rossi. Reid looked to Hotch immediately; he has just positioned himself to a lying down.
"I was thinking about it, though I'll advise her to talk to Penelope and Emily about it first. All of us would feel more comfortable talking to one another than someone we don't know. However if JJ doesn't take my advise I'll look into a therapist" Hotch answered in all honesty and received a look of approval from Rossi. Reid thought over what Hotch said as well before he got himself comfy enough to possibly get some sleep.
The plane rattled lightly, but just enough to make JJ scrunch up her face and groan before opening her eyes. She blinked twice while looking around a little to see where the others are on the jet. Prentiss got up and walked over to her, JJ smiled at her and she smiled back, "hey sweetie… want a drink of water?" she offered.
A pleasant and appreciative smile came onto JJ's face, "yeah, that would be great. Thanks Emily" JJ responded and Emily placed her left hand onto JJ's left shoulder before going over to the fridge to pull out a bottle of water for her.
Emily soon returned with the bottle of water and opened it up, natural reflex as she came to the couch to see JJ sit herself up. Handing it to JJ Morgan smirked as he felt like saying 'now don't start saying your sick at the office whenever you want to be pampered' but held it back as he then turned to look out the window.
The cool water feeling refreshing going down her throat, Emily handed her the lid after she'd had a few gulps of the bottled water before Emily crouched down next to JJ. Placing her left hand onto JJ's left forearm, "I'm here for you if you ever want to talk, okay?" Emily said in a low caring tone only loud enough for JJ to hear. JJ set her head back and gave her a reassuring smile, "all right Em" JJ said in just as low of a tone.
With that Emily got to her feet and went back to her seat across from Morgan while he pulled out his MP3 player. JJ took another sip of the water before she went back to laying down to get back to sleep, Emily's eyes on the horizon she's going to be okay… Penelope and I will make sure of that.
The End
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Finished: Friday January. 11, 2008 at 2:34 p.m.
By: SLITH