Soo… I FINALLY settled down with what I was going to write thanks to one of my favorite songs in the world. If you can guess what it is thanks to the hints in the writing you’ll be the most epic person in the world. Anyways I know this is late, but that’s because my life has been so screwed up there are no words to explain it. I’ve had to switch from computer to computer so many times I’m about to scream peace be still in my home. Any ways I hope you like it. Please R&R. Oh! And thank you guys who already have done so in my other chapters.
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Eventually the case finally got solved thanks to Prentiss realizing that the attacker wasn’t a racist killer, and that he was more a sexual predator. So we went from there, and we ended up saving a girl. She was shaken up and drugged, but she was alive. That was such a relief. I had been so afraid that we would be too late to catch her, and then the killer could have moved onto a different target.
Once we had him in custody, and all of the paper work was done we were finally allowed to head home. I avoided all of them at all cost just wanting to be alone. I didn’t feel like suffering through conversations that seemed so hard for me to hold. So when we landed I tried to race out, but I was stopped in my tracks when suddenly I felt an arm on my shoulder.
I turned around and sighed when I realized it was Hotch and not J.J, “Are you sure you’re okay? You seem jumpy.” He asked stoically.
I sighed, “It was a hard case, and I’m just tired. Soon as I get four hours of sleep I’ll be fine.” I muttered and looked around for something other than his eyes to look at. I knew I couldn’t lie to those. It was impossible.
“Okay. Sleep well Reid.” He said and walked off.
I sighed happily knowing that I wouldn’t have to try to lie to him. I continued to walk out the airplane, and then I walked to our cars. I was opening the back door to throw my bag in when I heard, “Spence?”
I didn’t even have to turn to know who it was. I knew that J.J was the only person in the whole world that calls me Spence. I started to quickly try to leave, but she grabbed my arm. “Go away.” I mumbled trying not to catch attention.
She looked at me with tired eyes and I sighed. “You’re really tired aren’t you?” I asked sympathetically. I couldn’t let her drive with how tired she looked like. I hadn’t noticed until just now that she looked extremely exhausted. Her hair was in a messy ponytail, her make up was barely on, and her eyes looked bloodshot.
She nodded silently.
“You want a ride home?” I asked kindly. I just couldn’t be mean to her when she was in what felt like a venerable state to me.
She nodded, and I got out. I walked to the passenger side, and I opened the door for her, “It gets jammed a lot.” I pointed out so she didn’t think I was trying to flirt with her.
I got back in and buckled up. I started to drive as I asked, “Would you like to listen to some music? It might help you stay awake.” I pointed out pointing to the dashboard compartment.
I noticed as she hadn’t said anything for a while, so I looked in her direction and found her sound asleep. I couldn’t believe my luck. I had no idea where she lived, who to call, and what to say. I started to panic so I drove home.
“She couldn’t be that heavy could she?” I asked myself. “I mean… she looks very light. Plus the guest room isn’t really that far away.” I nodded to myself and decided to leave her in the guest room.
I got out of the car and walked to her side. I looked her up and down for a moment trying to figure out what to do.
“Hey mister are you okay?” I heard not that far from me.
I turned around to my bigger neighbor. “Hey could you carry her inside? She’s my coworker, and she’s extremely tired. Please help me.” I asked of him.
He looked at her for a moment and then nodded believing that I was harmless and I wouldn’t do anything to her. He carried her upstairs and laid her on the bed I asked him to. He looked at me for a moment with this odd look, and then I realized he wanted a tip. I groaned and handed him ten bucks. He left, and I turned back to beautiful J.J.
I knew she had to be uncomfortable in those heels so I clumsily unstrapped them and sat them in a chair I had in the corner. I grabbed a blanket from inside the closet and covered her gently making sure she’d be nice and warm. I laid a T- shirt on the dresser in front of her just incase she woke up and wanted to change out of her uncomfortable looking pencil skirt and top. She had already taken her blazer off before she got in my car. I went to the door after finally deciding she would be comfortable, and then looked back at her.
She looked so beautiful with her halo of blonde hair, restful face, and thin figure warmly covered by my old blanket. I couldn’t describe it, but right there she looked so perfect. She didn’t look tired, overworked, or any of the other emotions I see laced in her eyes when she’s at work. She just looked…normal… beautiful.
I closed the door when I realized I couldn’t stand there and watch her forever. I went back down stairs, locked the doors, reset my alarm, closed the curtains, and switched off all of the lights that were needed to guide the big man through my home.
I then went back to my bedroom and changed into pajamas seeing as I couldn’t sleep in my boxers while she was here. What if she came running to my room wanting to kill me for kidnapping her? Of course I’d have to explain to her she fell asleep and so forth, but I wouldn’t want her to have to see me like that. That would be terrible. So I then climbed in to bed and tired to go to sleep.
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Constricted. It was getting closer. I tried to run, but as soon as I turned to run it was right there. I couldn’t see it… I didn’t even know what it was, but I was terrified of it. I felt stupid for running from something I couldn’t see, but I had this gut instinct that it was something terrible that was going to rip at my soul. I cried out as my chest bumped into what ever it was and fell to the ground.
As I looked up to what I was so scared of and I still saw nothing but darkness. I decided I wasn’t going down with out some type of fight. I stood up and tried to swing at it and my hand went right through it. I tried again and I got nothing! I started to panic as I realized I couldn’t fight it! I was stuck in the darkness! I couldn’t fight the monsters in it. I couldn’t even see what I was against! I was stuck in a nightmare of nothingness!
I screamed as something clawed my wrist leaving me feeling the blood dripping down my arm, but as I tried to look at it I saw nothing! As I was staring in shock at my arm I was hit in the back of the head and knocked to the ground. I tried to stand up, but then something hit me in my back knocking me down again. I tried again, but again I was hit. It felt like the more I struggled the harder it was to get up, and the harder I was hit the louder I screamed out in pain.
“Spence! Spencer!! It’s just a dream!! Wake up!” I heard as I was suddenly shook awake. I looked up to see a ruffled looking J.J. She was wearing the T-shirt I had left on the dresser, and her hair was… well it looked beautiful as always but you could tell that she had been sleeping. She stared at me for a moment and then set beside me on the bed. “What was all of that about?” She asked.
I looked at her for a moment confused, “What are you talking about?” I raised my eyebrows in confusion. I sat up against the wooden backboard of my bed.
“You were screaming in you sleep.” I could feel the terror in her voice as she ran her hand through her hair. “You kept screaming something about help you and the darkness. Are you still having nightmares from Tobias?” She asked as she started to stare into my eyes.
I looked away, “No it was just a nightmare from the… the case last night.” I stuttered as I looked away. I didn’t even really know where the night mare came from. It could have came from me not taking the Dilaudid, the case, or the trauma from Tobias. Honestly I had no idea. I never even remembered having nightmares.
“The case wasn’t really THAT bad. I mean… we won.” She sighed and stared at me. I couldn’t help, but feel paranoid with her staring at me like that. It felt like she was searching my soul.
I started to stare back hoping to make her look away. I stared first into her eyes knowing that most people will look away after a minute or two of looking at them like that. So I stared into the abyss of blue, but suddenly I felt like I was drowning in all of her emotions. I couldn’t continue to stare like that. I would get lost and forget where I was. Then I would get embarrassed and she’d wonder why, and then everything would get more awkward than it already was. “I… I umm I don’t know why I had it.” I admitted.
Suddenly I felt her hand on my face and I tried to pull away. “Don’t… don’t touch me.” I stammered as I tried to push her away.
Suddenly she grabbed my arm and gasped, “Spencer… what… what is this?” She asked looking up at me with tears in her eyes.
I pulled away from her sharply. “What… what are you talking about?” I stammered stand up out of my bed. I started to walk out of bedroom.
She grabbed my wrist, “Spencer you have needle marks in your arm.” She looked into my eyes and I sighed.
“Okay you want to know?” I asked. I went to my bag and slammed them on the nightstand. “This is what you’re wondering about. This is what has made me where I can function. This is what keeps me from… what I thought kept me from the nightmares. This is the only reason I’m alive right now.”
oO- Alice Whitlock-Oo Community Member 
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