Jim when he finds a video of you at the scene of a crime passed out before someone picks you up while you struggle to get away 

Jim didn't know what to do. He didn't want to press the button. He knew he would see something he didn't want to see. But, he had to. He pressed play. And he instantly regretted it. 

There you were. In the scene of the crime, in his case. He watched as you looked around, seeing if there was anyone around. And before you could take another step the building exploded. Causing you to fly forward before landing in the street.

Jim watched impatiently as a minute passed but felt like an hour. Another minute that felt like an hour. When something, someone started walking towards your body. Jim moved closer to the screen. When the person bent down and picked you up. Making you wake up. You struggled, Jim turned up the volume as it had picked up your two voices.

"Let me go! Let me go! You sick son of a bitch!"

"You can't escape us. Not even by faking your death or by actually dying."

Jim watched as the man, by the voice he could tell they were a man, carried you away with you still struggling.

"What the hell? (Y/N) what did you get yourself into?"