You killed him didn't you?

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Spencer's POV
I slept most the day but honestly, I felt like I had days of sleep to catch up on. It was nice to sleep in today.

After my LONG nap, I made dinner for Angelina and me. I made chicken breasts and two salads for us. The chicken was still cooking, but the salads were already set at the table and in perfect timing, Angelina just pulled in. I walk down the stairs and open the front door. I was so happy to see her, but once she gets out of her car, she sure didn't look like she was sharing the same opinion. I notice how she kept a motionless face as she shuts her door and walks up towards the front door. "Babe, are you ok?" I asked as she grabs my jaw and turns my head to the right. "I knew it!" She says sound so pissed. "What!" I asked in shock, what's she mad about?
"Inside now" she says as if she were a mother angry at her five year old song for getting mud all over the kitchen floors.

I put my hands up in surrender before walking backwards back inside her house. She quickly shuts the door then looks back up at me.
"What the hell were you doing at the police station two nights ago? " my eyes go wide, how does she know I was there? "How do you know I was there? " I questioned as she tossed her hands in the air. "Well nowadays we have cameras. They record everything- I put my hand up to stop her from finishing her sentence.
"No no, you need to tell me right now what you saw on those cameras. " I was worried now. Did I forget to remove something? "Spencer, no one knows who was in that footage other than me. I know because of that tattoo behind your ear! So now you need to tell me something. Why were you there? " I swallow a lump in my throat before nodding. "Ok yes, I went to the police station two nights ago to get my files. I deleted the footage cause something came up and it wouldn't be appropriate to leave on the camera. " she shakes her in disbelief. "What came up?" I let out a deep breath before I was about to answer, but the timer goes off, meaning the chicken was ready. "One minute. " I said as I quickly run up the stairs and grab an oven mit. Opening the oven door, I see a fully cooked chicken breast. I put the glove on and take them out before turning the oven off.
Angelina is now standing beside me in the kitchen. "You made us dinner? " she asks looking at the decorations on the table, along with some candles and the salads. "Yeah, I slept for half the day and wanted to do something for you. So yeah, I made some chicken and as you can see, the salads. " I said removing the glove and setting it on the countertop. "You didn't have to do that, Spencer. Thank you. " she says as a small smile sits on her face. "Of course I did, you worked all day. You should be treated like a queen when you're home." Her smile grows even bigger as she slowly walks up to me and kisses me. God I love her lips on mine. I kiss her back before we pull away. "Why don't you go change, I'll get dinner prepared? We can talk over dinner. " she nods, "Thanks baby" I nod as she turns around to go get changed. I then grab two plates and get our meal ready to eat...

We sat at the table eating the chicken breasts I had just made. Angelina was wearing a white nightgown while I was wearing a red Jason Voorhees shirt and black shorts. We didn't need to wear fancy clothes here at home, we just enjoyed each other's presences and that was good enough for us.

I take a bite of my salad while Angelina cuts her chicken then looks up at me. "Spencer, babe? " I look up at her before she reaches for my hand. "You need tell me everything from that night? From the time you stepped inside the PD to the time you left. What happened? " she asks softly while rubbing her thumb against my knuckles. I set my fork down before clearing my throat and gently grab her hands. "Baby, I'm gonna tell you what happened that night and please, just please don't freak out ok?" She slowly nods as I let out breath and find the words to say.

"After you and I did our thing" she smirks but quickly goes back to being serious about this. "You fell asleep within minutes, but I was wide awake. I was gonna ask you something but I didn't want to wake you, besides you had work early the next day. So I got dressed and went to the police station to get my files. What Ritchie wrote in there was a bunch of bullshit. He even admitted to me that he didn't believe it was all accurate. Anyhow I happened to run into Jackie Dunbar that night. She was heading into the files room and that's exactly where I needed to be, so I followed her in. She gave me some shit about why I was there at 3AM and wasn't going to open the drawer for me. After I basically put her in her place, she opened it and let me get my files, but she was threatening to call Ritchie in the morning. I said a few other things to her before she was about to walk out. Then she said something that just set me off." Angelina furrows her brows. "What did she say?"
"Honestly, Angelina, I don't remember. My mind was all over the place that night. " she nods then tells me to continue. "Jackie just made me so angry and I lost it. I grabbed the fire extinguisher and literally chased her till she ran into the bathrooms. I had her cornered and- I look down at the table as Angelina whispers,
"Hey, it's ok, baby " I kiss her knuckles before I look back up at her. "I smashed it into her skull." I whispered. I don't know why this was so hard to say and to Angelina. "Did you kill her?" I shake my head "not that time. She was just knocked out with serious head trauma. " Angelina nodded. "Then how did Jackie end up dead?" I lick my lips before grabbing my glass of wine. I drank down the rest of the wine in the glass before setting the glass back down. "I took Jackie and put her in my trunk. Jackie was not supposed to die that night."

"What do you mean, Spencer?" I take a deep breath in as Angelina stares at me. "I left to go kill, Ritchie" her blue eyes go wide. I know what she's going to ask me. "Spencer, did you kill, Ritchie?" I stare at her for a few seconds before nodding. "Yes" she instantly pulls her hand back and covers her mouth. "Baby, I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. " she slowly removes her hand and looks at me trying to process what I had just told her. "Spencer, what did you do with the body?" Ok, now this part I really didn't want to tell her.

"I went to Ritchie's house at 4AM told him that a man was beaten behind the supermarket down the road. He believed me and I drove him there. Meanwhile Jackie was still in my trunk. I mean, I had to get him alone somehow so that just worked." Angelina stares at my hands as I continued to explain my murderous stories, trying to keep all the details in so she knew exactly what had happened two nights ago.

After telling her about the now deceased bodies, Angelina stands up before me. "Spencer, they're gonna find out!" I nodded also standing up.
"Baby, I don't want you to say anything. You can't loose your job because of me. " she crosses her arms over her chest, showing some cleavage. "Spencer, I was able to dismiss your house for now. I can't dismiss not one, but two missing people! This is in my jurisdiction, Spencer!" I know she's right, and I don't want her to give up her job because of me, really I don't want that for her.

"Baby, I'm sorry for putting you in a bad position." Angelina shakes her head, clueless as what to do. "Spencer, what are we gonna do? " now I was the one who was clueless. "Angelina, I don't know. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry, baby, I'm really sorry." I said feeling bad for what I just subjected her to, she's kinda in a bad position now. Yes, she doesn't have to say anything, but she definitely will be responding to these calls.

"Spencer, where did you put your files?" I furrow my brows. Why would my files be any help? "I threw them out. Less evidence and a bunch of bullshit." Angelina puts her hands over her face. "Spencer why! That looks so suspicious and obvious. Clearly they're going to find you and prove you guilty!" Now, I don't think they'll find me soon, it'll take them some time at least before they figure it all out. "Babe, please don't leave me. I'm absolutely nothing without you."
Angelina's gaze then softens when we make eye contact again. "Spencer, no matter what you do or what you get yourself into, I'm not gonna leave you. I told you last night how much I love you and would do anything for you.... I'm not gonna leave you." I smile in relief. Every word she just spoke I believed. I know she loves me. I love her and our love is unbreakable. "I just don't know what I'm gonna do. Spencer, I can't keep dismissing cases. Your house? That took me an hour long talk with the judge to get him to sign my dismissal paper. Baby, we're gonna get stuck... stuck in a deep situation where I can no longer back you up. They will find you guilty. " I know she's right. Every word was an accurate statement. This is all my fault, but I'm not caught yet and I still have time to figure all of this out.

"Spencer?" My eyes slowly look up to meet hers. "Do you wanna get married? " now that's the last thing I thought I'd hear her say. She's asking me if I want to marry her, and that answer is an absolute yes. I love her so fucking much! "Yeah! Yes, Angelina I'd love to marry you!" I said in complete joy. "Well, at least we'd have a vow and that vow means forever. Till death do us part. This way you'll know, I'm willing to do whatever it is to keep us together. Spencer I love you!" She says standing right before me. "Angelina, I love you too." We kiss passionately before pulling away.
"When we do this, I want you to know something. " I nodded quickly. "You are my other half. There's no end for us. No matter what happens when they find out, no matter what the judges say, no matter what happens with my job... I'm with you till the end. " I'm not emotional but I almost wanted to cry. Not only is Angelina been an amazing friend to me for years, but she's my one and only. I know it. "Baby I need to love you, now. " she slightly turns her head and smirks. "Love me like a murderer, baby." She says in that sexy voice as I come in and pick her up off her feet and carry her to my bedroom...

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