"What?!" I said, putting down my coffee. "She's in critical condition." He added. "What hospital?" Reid asked. "The one down the street." He replied.
I grabbed my coat off my chair and started to make my way out of the conference room. "Shields!" Gideon called. I turned around.
"If you're gonna stop me-" I started. "I'm coming with you." He cut me off. "Me too." Reid said. I nodded and we made our way to my car.
"Elle Grenaway?" I told the lady at the desk. She looked at her computer. "Still in surgery." She replied. I nodded and went to sit down. I began to tap my foot- a nervous habit. God I was gonna kill the son of a bitch who did this to her.
20 minutes had passed and my foot was still tapping nervously. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Spence pondering something. Then, with a nervous look on his face he reached over and took my hand in his. My foot stopped tapping and I looked at him and smiled.
"Tori." I was gently woken by Spence, and realized I had fallen asleep on his shoulder, still holding his hand. "How long has it been." I rubbed my eye with my free hand. "3 hours. She's out of surgery now." I nodded and stood up. "Ya know you're the only one who calls me Tori?" I said. He looked at me. "You're the only one who calls me Spence." (YEAH I know JJ does but not in this fanfic)
We walked to Elle's room and saw that she was awake.
"Hey, how ya doin?"I asked, coming to her side. She smiled. "Considerably well considering I've been shot and stitched up." She responded. I laughed. "We've identified our unsub." I said. "Good." She replied. "So what are you doing here?" I smirked. "Had to make sure you were ok."
"Randall Garner, that's our unsub." Garcia said. "Rebecca's father. Only one besides her who survived the fire, but he had critical burns everywhere. Spent months in the Bennington Sanitarium. Recently released."
"That's where my mother stays." Reid said.
"Where does he live now?" Hotch asked.
"Uhhh 1024 Winston Drive, Shiloh, Virginia." She said.
"Let's go."
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SWAT lead the way into the house with Hotch, Morgan, Reid and I close behind. We covered a living room and kitchen before entering the dining room.
"Hotch" Morgan said. There, on the table, was Elle's I.D. and gun.
"Guys listen up, he wants us to know we're in the right place so keep your eyes open." Morgan instructed SWAT.
Morgan and two SWAT members looked through another sitting room while Reid and I went towards the stairs. "It's Morgan. We're clear." I heard through my earpiece. We saw a shadow go by upstairs and exchanged a glance. "Stay behind me." Spence whispered to me. "Think you're gonna protect me, 'pretty boy'?" I smirked and took the lead. "There's someone upstairs." I said into my comms unit.
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Home (Spencer Reid)
Fanfiction"Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take w...
