A born FBI

Intercontinental Hotel

Irene only felt that the environment had changed.

She was no longer in that dark, dank place.

Someone is holding her.

She felt the temperature of the hot water.

Irene barely opened her eyes.

"Oscar Dalle"

"Yeah, it's me." He looked down at her and kissed her forehead tenderly.

He really liked the way she leaned so obediently on his shoulder.

"Wherearewe" Irene spoke weakly.

"Onourwayhome." He put her in the bathtub, and the warm water made Irene's body feel better.

Oscar approached her: "I remember the first time I saw you in Petersburg, you were standing in front of the Hermitage Museum, tiptoeing to help a child get a ribbon hanging from a tree"

Irene felt his kiss on her cheek.

"You were just 16 years old, and you were already prettier than all women."

"Not."

Irene grabbed Oscar's hand resting on the lapel of her shirt.

"Sh!!" Oscar held her tightly in his arms, "Leavethistome, baby."

Irene's beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, she knew exactly what this man wanted to do to her, and the chaotic consciousness began to struggle to become clear.

"Please." Irene took his hand, "Let mehandlethenext."

The corners of her eyes turned to one side of her nightgown, her cheeks were flushed by the heat, and her weak demeanor made Oscar Dalle wish she could...

But Irene knew he wouldn't.

No matter what his purpose of catching her in the first place is, his purpose now is to possess her. As long as he is not an incompetent man, he will not refuse a woman's request before the start, and Oscar Dalle is a very good man no matter what standard he uses to evaluate her. capable man.

Sure enough, Oscar Dalle got up from the bathtub and even closed the shower curtain for her.

Irene struggled to take off her clothes, put on her nightgown, picked up the razor on the sink, and scratched a wound on her hand.

The pain made her wake up a lot.

Go to the phone and dial the front desk number.

"If someone, maybe fed or the Doctor, comes to you, tell them, Amelia Pondis in the 2065 room."

"Hello, Miss" the front desk put down the phone in doubt.

When Reid and his party came to the intercontinental, it was less than 2 minutes before Irene finished the call.

The lady at the front desk looked at the FBI police badge in front of her and wondered: Could it be that the lady who called just now was a prophet?

"20 floors." Reid hurried to the elevator.

"Block all elevators," Morgan told the manager. "We need your cooperation."

Reid was anxious all the way in the elevator.

"Why the bastard chose 20th floor!"

"Spence." JJ glanced at Emily.

"Reid, she's already told you something, calm." Emily said.

"Yeah." Reid looked at Emily and JJ, "If the Doctor comes, demon's run."

Hotch, Morgan, and Rossi were a little puzzled.

"A good mangoestowar, demon's run." Reid explained, "Amy's been stuck in Demon's run when she was with child, and the Doctor foundher, they ost their daughter, who killed the Doctor later, and knownasProfessor River Song."

Everyone looked at each other.

"Shedoesn't want to come into that room." Reid said, "Room2065is afalsemessage, butthefloorisright."

"And she called me 'agoodman'." Reid murmured inwardly. "Irene, please, wait for your goodman."

In room 2059

"Why!" Oscar pinched Irene's neck, "Why you have to hurt me!"

Blood gurgled from Oscar's neck, dripping onto Irene's body.

Irene's consciousness drifted away again, and the resistance just now drained her strength.

Now, Oscar is on the verge of collapse, so as not to hurt the BAU team that came in - the 20th floor is the correct information, but the room information is wrong, Reid must understand what she has to say.

"Iwon'tlet you die like this!" Oscar snapped, grabbed Irene and slammed it against the door, the pain made Irene's tranquilizer lose part of its effect.

"Iprotectedyousomanyyears!!!" OscarDalle distorted, "Ikeptyouaway from thosehurting anddisgustingfacts! Andlook, howyoupaidme!"

"Whatfacts" Irene only felt her temples throbbing, and some memory was rolling over.

"The fact of your past." Oscar Dalle said, "Your parents who never had a chance to see the grown-up you. No one ever told how they died, and, I'll show you."

Oscar tied a bandage around his neck, took out a roll of tape from his bag, and put it in the DVD player.

Irene looked at the cruel picture on the screen, the seven-year-old Irene finally came out of the dusty memory.

"No, please! Stop! Stop this! Don't thurt my mommy!"

The dark room was filled with the child's terrified eyes and breathing. It was the first time that she saw the real crime when she was just captured, instead of listening to Uncle Jason tell her about his past cases in Quantico's office.

She didn't know how her mother got in, those people hurt her in various ways.

"Notears, Irene." Mother's hands were covered with dried blood, stretched halfway, she thought of her own hands, "Mom can't help you wipe your tears now, you have to wipe them yourself."

She obediently wiped away her tears with her hands.

"Are you feeling better after Ididit, mommy"

"Yeah, sweet. I'm malways so proud of you, you know."

Then?Then what happened?

The pictures on the screen and the screams in her ears reminded her of the cruelest memory.

Mom was dragged away, and she never cried out in all the previous torture.But that time, my mother yelled very loudly, and the last look she gave her was so loving and sad.

"Close your eyes, baby. Forget your mommy today. Today, I'm not your mommy."

Mom's voice was as soft as ever, but with a sad tone.

When she was sent back, my mother's clothes were in tatters, and she looked at her with a determined stubbornness.

"Irene, tell your daddy I'm sorry. And I'm adly sorry for you, baby."

"Mommy!"

She tried to get closer to her mother, but her mother stopped her.

"Irene, Remember your loving mother, and remember I'll love you forever no matter where I am."

Unable to control the pain in her chest, Irene stood up and rushed towards Oscar Dalle who was sitting on the chair.

"Stopit! Stopit!!" Irene grabbed his collar, "Itoldyoustopit!!!"

She wasn't stopping Oscar Dalle, she was stopping her memory.

She doesn't want to see those pictures!She doesn't want it!

How did she forget her parents who died for her, and lived so peacefully for so many years!

She does not accept this fact!

She hates the fact!

"Finally, you got it." Oscar looked at Irene's different appearance from the past, with a distorted smile.

Irene shot angrily, and the tranquilizer lost its effect under the stimulation of anger.

"Wow" Oscar sighed, "except you, no one else can use Chinese kung fu against me."

Irene grabbed the dart on the table and threw it at Oscar.

The dart grazed Oscar's temple hair and nailed it into the wall.

Irene has learned too many moves. During the special training in the Middle East, she almost learned all the defensive and offensive techniques in the world.Now the memories of the past made her deal with Oscar Dalle with unprecedented vigor. After several fights, Oscar Dalle was surprised to find that she was a little bit overwhelmed.

Oscar Dalle, who was gradually at a disadvantage, looked at her but smiled even more happily - she really is the woman I like.

As a final move, Irene's toes landed on Oscar's chest.

Oscar's face was stained with blood, and Irene's eyes were filled with rare unwillingness and anger.

"Why Why did you show menow?" Irene held a small dart in her hand and pointed it at Oscar's carotid artery.

"Youpromised, IreneAstrid." Oscar's eyes looked at her, as if he was not looking at her, "Youpromised..."

"What" Irene had a hideous expression and was out of breath, "What Ipromised"

Oscar Dalle smiled in the blurred vision of red.

It was a smile unlike anything Irene had seen before, innocent, innocent, harmless - a child's smile.

All he could remember was Irene Astrid, who was seven years old.

That year, she walked into his world with charming and pure eyes, and since then, he saw the real sunshine for the first time.

She thought he was caught by his father like other children and always took good care of him.

In fact, he just made a mistake as usual, contradicting his father was thrown in as a punishment, and he can go out the next day.

The 17-year-old Oscar Kameleon was brought before his father again on the second day after being punished. In the past, Oscar Kameleon would admit his mistake, but the 17-year-old Oscar Kameleon contradicted his father again.

So the father shut him up with the other children.

Seven-year-old Irene Astrid is very thin. At night, she is always shivering in the cold alone.

She always fell asleep in his arms.

Seven-year-olds don't know sorrow. They get scared, but never for long.

At least, that's how Oscar Kameleon sees Irene Astrid.

When she saw him, she always smiled and called him 'Oscar', and when she saw his wound, she asked him 'Oscar, will this be better' in a childlike voice, and then helped him blow the haze in his heart.

17-year-old Oscar Kameleon knew all his father's plans, and he made up his mind to rescue Irene.

Then he called the FBI and Homeland Security.

But he didn't expect that Irene's mother would sneak into his father's group undercover.

Irene doesn't know the mother's identity, but he does.

Claimy was looking for Irene among a bunch of children every day, and Oscar remembered what Irene told him, 'Oscar, we can live happily ever after my mother catches all the bad guys.You can stay at my house and mommy will be happy to see you'.

Irene, she won't be happy to see me.I am the son of Scoliosis Kameleon, the son of your kidnapper.

The 17-year-old Oscar Kameleon was ignited by Irene's words to yearn for the light.

What happened later was beyond the control of a 17-year-old boy. The kidnapping case ended in an explosion, and he was dragged out of the blasting area by his father. The sound of Irene crying and calling his name was blocked by the gate.

"Irene!" Emily broke into the door, just like Patrick Hoult many years ago.

"I'm fine."

Seeing their worried expressions, she twitched the corners of her mouth, trying to give them a reassuring smile.

Seeing that Oscar Dalle was seriously injured, Hotch called the paramedics.

Reid walked up to her and saw the blood on her face.

"Irene."

He had a lot to say, but seeing her expression, he swallowed all the words.

"I'll help you up." Reid put his arms around Irene's shoulders, half pulling and half hugging Irene up.

Irene got up and saw in the reflection in the mirror in front of her eyes that Oscar was pointing a gun at Emily who turned to go out.

The nerves that had just been relaxed collapsed again.

"Emily!"

"Irene!"

Reid looked at Irene, his hands shaking as he held her.

Oscar fell into a coma after firing the shot.

Everyone in the BAU is in chaos.

"Irene!" Reid hugged Irene, his voice lost the tone of the past, "Can you hear me Irene, stay with me, please."

"Meds! Wherearethemeds!!!" Emily shook Irene's hand.

Reid pressed on where she had been shot.

"Emily" Irene looked at Emily, recalling the scene when they first met that year.

"Irene, Salar de Uyuni in Bolivia, you said, when I have a vacation, we will go again together"

Emily looked at the location of the bullet, reassuring herself not to cry.

That's near the heart's aorta.

"The Realm of the Sky"

Irene remembered the trip that Emily had secretly taken her away from home.

The dizzy consciousness made Irene feel heavy eyelids: "I love you, and it'stired, Emily"

"What?" Reid's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and Irene slightly opened her eyes.

"What about Thomas Merton, Irene" Reid tried to prolong Irene's sobriety, "You don't have any wordforme, Hmm"

"Spencer" Irene recognized his voice.

I can't see his face anymore.

"I'm right here, right here, Irene." Reid grabbed her hand, "You feel me"

"Sorry about you and Maeve, I always wanted to tell you this."

Reid grabbed her hand: "If you are really sorry, hold still, Irene. Don't make me go through that again. You heard me"

"Irene!"

Reid looked at Irene with her eyes closed, unable to hide her grief.

Paramedics took Irene to the hospital.

"Isshe Gonna be OK"

Garcia looked at the unanimous silence outside the operating room.

"Saysomething!" Garcia was the last person who could bear the silence of despair.

"Garcia," Rossi said, "the location of the bullet is not as lucky as last time, this time the location is too dangerous."

Finally the lights in the operating room changed color.

"Doctor" Emily rushed forward.

The chief surgeon looked at them seriously.

"She was so badly wounded that we managed to get the bullet out, but"

"But? What?" Hotch asked.

"Maybe she can last for a month, maybe she can't last until tomorrow. Before she was shot, she was injected with too many sedatives, which seriously damaged her bodily functions. If she can wake up, no matter what time It means that she has passed this test, if she remains in a coma, the situation will not be optimistic."

"She'll wake up." Reid walked towards Irene's ward, "I'll go see her."

Reid listened to the dripping sound and approached Irene's bed.

"AreyouafakedbestUC, Irene" he sat down on the chair.

"The things you did most of fensince you joined du is lying in the hospital. Last time, you played chess and Go with me; tell me, you won't go either this time."

Reid's eyes were sour at the thought of the past.

"Irene, when Isaw Maeve gotshot, Iblamed myself for avery very long time, even when Iwasatwork. That night, you entered my house, and ThomasMerton'sgone, Icouldn't help shouting at you, cause you'reso...but, Ialwaysknow, thatisnotyourfault, Irene, Ialwaysdo.Just...I' mnotasgoodaseverybodytoldyou,Icowardedsometimes.Ineedtoletoffsteam,andyoushowedup,ThomasMertongone,so ... Inever said I was sorry, Irene, I think you got my sorry. I'm sorry Irene, sorry about leaving you one."

Kissing Irene's hand lightly, Reid prayed silently in his heart.

"Please, Irene, wakeup. Don't leave just like Maevedid."

All members of the BAU team gathered in front of Irene's bed, but Reid pulled Garcia out of the ward.

"Reid!" Garcia saw Reid's determined face and knew that he needed her help.

"Garcia, lend me your computer and help me retrieve all the medical books on the heart!" Reid pulled Garcia to the rest area and found a place to sit down.

"Reid, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack," Garcia said.

"No. I can read 1 words a minute, and I will definitely find a way to wake Irene up." Reid handed the computer to Garcia.

"Reid, maybe she'll wake up tomorrow." Garcia said, "You know what a strong girl Irene Astrid is, and she's Emily's heir."

"I know, Garcia." Reid said, "Help me open the national database."

Garcia looked at Reid and turned on his computer.

"I know it may not work, but I have to try my best." Reid said, "I won't let it happen again."

Garcia looked at the thin figure of the little doctor on the chair, and only prayed that God would be merciful to these two children. There was already one Maeve, so don't make another Maeve.

He's sonice, and he doesn't deserve this.

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