I run to keep up with Spencer as he runs back to the waiting area where the rest of the team were waiting. Spencer flings open the double doors and runs throrugh, coming to a halt when he spots JJ and Kate consoling each other, From JJ and Kate's faces I could tell something bad was happening. "Oh please God no, tell me she's not." Spencer's voice is weak, he can't hold back his tears for much longer as he fails to even finish his sentence.
"We don't know what's happening." JJ begins, her emotions overflowing as she looks into Spencer's desperate eyes.
"There's a lot of activity towards the operation theatre, we tried to find out what happened and they just said there's been a complication." Kate explains with tears rolling down her cheeks.
"What complications?" The desperation can clearly be heard in Spencer's voice as he tries to hold back the flood of emotions.
"We don't know, they won't tell us." Rossi admits, even he looks emotional.
"You're all useless, I'll find out what's happening." Alan insults as he pushes a dazed Spencer to the side. He bulldozes over to the reception desk and slams his hands down onto the counter. "You, tell me what's happening with Alannah, now!" Alan demands.
"I'm sorry sir but I can't give you that information at this time." The young girl behind the desk looks petrified and I don't blame her, I know the full force of Alan's rage.
"Don't give me that bullshit you little bitch, tell me what's going on with my girlfriend now or else I'll give you a reason to be sorry." Alan's temper was starting to show through, I'm not sure if it's out of concern or out of anger or if he was just trying to show his dominance by getting information that my team couldn't get.
"Alan maybe you should clam down."
Hotch tries to reason with Alan but it's of little use. "Don't you tell me what to do, you don't even know Alannah, she's just someone you boss about." Alan shouts.
"Sir please, if you don't calm down I will have to ask you to leave." The receptionist says, you can hear that she's scared but trying to stay calm.
"Come on Alan, this isn't the time or place." Morgan puts his hand on Alan's arm but this only enrages him more. Alan turns and swings at Morgan but Morgan catches Alan's fist and twists it so he's forced to turn. Morgan slams Alan face down onto the desk, startling the young girl behind the desk.
"Let me go you son of a bitch." Alan shouts as he struggles against Morgan's hold.
"I think you need to cool off." Morgan says as he pulls Alan up and drags him towards two security guards that had just arrived. Morgan hands Alan over to the guards and they take him away while Morgan walks back over to the team. "I've wanted to do that for a while now." Morgan chuckles a little.
"You should have pulled your gun on him." Spencer spits.
"You know I can't do that without good reason kid." Morgan gives Spencer a sorry look as he rests a reassuring hand on Spencer's shoulder.
"My sweet Spencer, if anyone gives me a reason to fight it's you baby." I wish he could hear me. I give him a kiss on the check in the hope that he would feel me but there's no reaction, just tears as he gives into his emotions now that Alan isn't there and falls into Morgan's arms.
Something makes me look towards a set of double doors, I don't know what it is but I'm drawn to them so I start to walk towards them. Just as I reach them two nurses run through them, opening the doors and allowing me to make my way down the corridor. I hear a long continuous tone coming from another room. I walk towards the doors so that I can see through the window in the door. I just make out doctors covered in blood as they scramble to stop more blood from oozing out of the victim. One doctor moves enough so that I can see the victim's face. It's me. "Oh my God." The words leave my mouth as a whisper.
"You always were a fighter, but maybe this will be your last fight." A man's voice from behind me startles me. I turn to see a man that haunts my nightmares, but it's no serial killer, it's not even Alan. It's much worse than that. It was my father.
"Why?" I ask, not knowing which question it was the start of but it was the only word I could muster.
"Because you're not looking too well right about now." His eyes shoot to my stomach, I look down to see the white dress turning red with blood as it pours out of me. "There's a bleed but they can't find it."
The doors behind me open, crashing my jumbled thoughts, I run into the operating theater, closely followed by my dad as I run over to the table I was lying on. "Shit." I say as I see myself lying on the table, there's blood everywhere, I'm cut open as they search for the source of the bleed.
"Where the hell is all of this coming from?" One of the surgeons says, the frustration showing in his voice.
"If we stop this and get her vitals up we might be able to save her and the baby." Another surgeon says as he tries to clean up the blood coming from me.
Wait what? "My baby?" I rush to see if I can see anything but there's too much blood.
"The little one is still fighting, she's stubborn, just like her mum." My dad says from the other side of the table.
"She?" I ask. Tears that I didn't know I had left start to stream from my eyes.
"It's up to you if you both live or die. Her little life is in your hands."
I look down at myself, I hear the different medical terms being thrown about the room; none of them sound good. I get flashbacks of the time off I had with Spencer. Waking up to him cooking breakfast, the feeling I got when I kissed him, the sensation his smile sends through my body. We could have that everyday me, Spencer and our little girl, images flood my mind of us taking our little girl home for the first time, images of us playing with our daughter on a play mat, her first steps, her first day at school. We could have that, my mind jumps back to what's in front of me.
"You need to decide Alannah, are you gonna live to fight another day, or are you gonna throw everything away because it's easier to get away from Alan? It's decision time, show them where the bleed is or let yourself bleed out, it's your choice and you better make it and fast." I make out the tone of the heart monitor.
"Get the paddles." A doctor calls out.
"We're losing them." Another doctor shouts.
"No, I'm not ready to leave, not yet. Come on Alannah fight, fight for the man we love, fight for our baby, We've been through too much, we're not going out like this, we have so much more to do. Come on FIGHT!"
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Chasing Happiness: Volume 2: Yours Always (Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid Fanfic)
Fanfiction*Carried on from Chasing Happiness* Spencer and Alannah have never has it easy. From the moment they met there was instant chemistry between the two geniuses. They tried to fight their feeling for as long as they could but they couldn't fight their...
