Seven: Trapped

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Spencer turned his phone on and opened the team's group chat.

BAU BADDIES

Hotch: Garcia please stop renaming the chat.

Penelope: Go to sleep.

Hotch: This is a business chat.

Penelope: No seriously go to sleep

Emily: please

Hotch: Fine.

Spencer ignored the long conversation that had happened two hours ago as everyone was getting home and quickly typed a short message.

Spencer: are you guys still awake?

Spencer waited. Nobody answered. 

"Five for silver..."

Of all the times to not be available...

Spencer: guys please wake up

Spencer waited. Then-

Emily: W H A T

Morgan: Woah, chill man. What's up

Spencer: Someone's at my house? 

Emily: ???

Emily: i'm assuming you aren't talking about yourself

Spencer: they're reciting the crow counting rhyme. 

JJ: What

Spencer: one for sorrow two for joy? actually it's supposed to be magpies, but modern culture just let that drop off and people started saying crows. it used to be just a nursery rhyme, put to a tune every now and then, but then now some absolute asshats have turned it into some ridiculous children's song.

Morgan: Okay, can we get back to there part where there's someone at your house? Are you expecting anyone? Is it your neighbor?

Spencer: is it you jj? it sounds kind of like you

JJ: What why would I do that?

Spencer: idk i was just hoping it was one of you guys messing with me

Hotch: Stay calm. I'm heading over to check it out.

Morgan: Same

Emily: omw

Spencer: you don't all have to come i don't even know if it's a problem

JJ: Coming

Penelope: Me too

Rossi: Same

Minutes passed. Spencer sat on his bed, his gun on his bedside table. He simply listened to the rhyme. It had been said multiple times now. 

Suddenly the voice seemed to get louder.

Spencer: there's two now  

Morgan: Almost there

Spencer: nvm there's three

Spencer: guys they're outside my windows too

Spencer: i'm trapped

JJ: Almost there it'll be ok

Hotch: Here

Rossi: Heading in

Morgan: Same

Emily: pulling up w jj and pen

Spencer: ok hurry they're trying to get in

Hotch: Are they inside?

Spencer: outside front door and two windows

Hotch: Nobody's here Spencer

Spencer: what are you talking about

Spencer: yes they are

By now his hands were shaking. A lot. They people outside his apartment had to be almost inside.

JJ: Nobody's here Spence

Spencer: pls they're trying to get in

Penelope: Spencer no one's here

Spencer: please help me

Spencer: i thought you guys were here

Spencer: where are you

Emily: your apartment, where are you? are you ok?

Penelope: YOU MOVED

Spencer's heart froze. They had gone to his old apartment. His only reinforcement had gone to the wrong place. 

Then another noise came from the living room. A door opening. Windows sliding open. They had gotten inside. 

Spencer: they got inside

Hotch: On our way

Hotch: Do you have your gun?

Spencer: yes

Hotch: Load it.

Emily: we're almost there

JJ: Hang in there Spence

Morgan: Almost there

Penelope: we're pulling in hang in there!!!

Emily: rossi drives crazy fast we're here hang in there

But Spencer hadn't seen any of these texts. The message from him hadn't even been by him. He had long since been hidden in a janitor's cart, taken outside, and thrown into the back of three women's car.

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