Smart Girl(A Criminal Minds/Spencer Reid Fan-fiction) BOOK TWO

Chapter Twenty-Six: The End

"When Fahey told me you were both in the city, he said you already knew where I was. If that's the truth, you know what this is about." Doyle told us. "Games over loves." He pointed the gun at my head. "Time for your last confessions."

'Take us to where he died." I said. "We want to see it."

~~~SEVEN YEARS AGO~~~

I sat on the couch as Lauren played with Ian's Maid's son.

'Ah! I'm gonna get you!" She picked him up and laughed. Doyle came in."Hi." She said.

"Louise, come take your boy please." She took him, and I laid down, staring at the ceiling. "You ever think about that?"

"Having kids? Be a little hard with what we do, don't you think?"

'You do fine with me." I said.

"Maybe you need the right man to do it with. And a son who's crazy about you."

"I...I thought he was your housekeeper's." I sat up, just as confused.

"Louise raises Declan, and Megan, so no one can use them against me. But he's mine, and Megan might as well be. They need a good mother."

"I can't do that. Not here."

"Then I'll get you out." He said.

'Or...I could get you out. I have, resources. Contacts, he would be safer. And he'd have a father."

'You know what I am, Lauren. A warrior. I lead warriors, or, In Megan's case, future warriors."

'Oh, yeah Uncle Ian. All Ninety pounds of me." I said sarcastically.

"I raise warriors. I can't just leave."

'You want me, to raise your son, and your niece, so they can have your life?"

'Is it that bad a life?" Yes. Declan ran in and stopped in front of her. She hugged him.

'There are so many things, I would do, to make you happy. But... I can't do this. Go to your father."

~~~SEVEN YEARS LATER~~~

"Go to your father, that's what you said. I never told anyone the truth about Declan, you two were the only ones. And you put him in your profiles, didn't you?"

"Yes." Emily told him.

'For two years, I didn't talk. The North Koreans used everything you two gave them against me. It wasn't until they showed me these." I saw Declan and the housekeeper, tied up. "They laughed at me as I wept. And you caused all this, didn't you."

'Yes I did."

"You, and a fifteen-year-old girl. That corner, right there, that's where he died. And that's where I'm gonna kill both of you. He pushed us into the wall and aimed the gun at us.

"There's something you don't know." She said to him. "About those photos. After your arrest, I relocated Louise and Declan. And then I got a call. Interpol had sent back out profile. The head of the Terrorism division, wanted more dirt on you so they could break you."

'So you used my son as a promotion."

'No. I wouldn't let him be a pawn. The things they would've done to him, to get you to talk... But I knew, even if I didn't cooperate...They were gonna find him eventually...so I had to..."

'Had to what?!'

'I had to end his suffering, before it could begin." He slapped her across the face. He held her against the wall.

'What did you do? You put him in the profile, what else did you do?"

'We put him in the profile after the pictures were taken!" I told him.

'You don't know when those pictures were taken. You don't know that."

'Yes I do. I'm the one holding the gun." Emily told him. He rammed her into a shelf and she fell to the ground.

'You wanna hear his last words?" I asked. He kicked me in the stomach, shoving me against the brick wall. "He said, I looked pretty good for a dead kid, didn't I? Then he got on a plane, and we never saw him again."

"He's alive?!" He banged my head against the wall. I felt the blood seep through me hair, and I blacked out.

~~~Emily~~~
"I got her in the south side by the back entrance! Prentiss..."

'Derek." I moaned. He looked over at Marianne.

"Hey, listen to me, I'm right here. You're gonna be alright, both of you. Someone get her! Stay with me, baby, come on, stay with me!"

"Let me go."

"No, no I am not letting you go. HELP ME! Listen to me, I know why you guys did all of this. I know what you two did for Declan. I'm so proud of you both. Do you understand that? I am proud, because you are my friends, and you are my partners. No Emily! Come on, stay with me! If you can hear me please just squeeze my hand. Yes, there you go, there you go, baby, keep squeezing.

~~~BAU~~~

Everyone waited in the hospital to hear if they were ok. Spencer feared for the life of his wife...and the life of his friend. He couldn't loose one of them, let alone both. Soon, JJ came back in. They all looked at her. She was crying.

"No..."

'They never made it off the table." Spencer got up and tried to walk past her, but JJ stopped him. "Spence..."

'I didn't get a chance to say goodbye...or I love you..." He broke down and started sobbing. JJ hugged him, then passed him off to Garcia, and proceeded to talk to Hotch in the hallway.

"Will it get better?" She asked.

"I don't know..."

~~~

The team carried their coffin's through the grave yard. Daisies lied on top of Marianne's grave...her favorite flowers... Everyone placed roses on their coffins. Soon, everyone left, and only Spencer was left, his one year old daughter hugging his leg, crying as well.

"Hey guys...Marianne...I never got a chance to say it, so...I love you...I love you so much...I don't care what happened in the past...You were...beautiful, and caring, and honest for the most part...I'm gonna miss you so much...Riley?"

"Mommy...mommy please wake up...I want you mommy...I wrote you a song. do you wanna hear it? Does she wanna hear it daddy?"

'Go ahead..."

"Mommy, Mommy, I love you mommy, your sweet and nice, and tuck me in at night! Mommy, mommy, my pretty pretty mommy, you smell like vanilla..." She stopped. "Daddy, I don't wanna sing anymore." Spencer picked her up and held her.

"I know sweetheart...it's ok..."

Those we love, don't go away. They walk beside us every day. Unseen, Unheard, but always near...still loved, still missed, and very dear.

-Anonymous.

END OF BOOK TWO