Part 15

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I look towards Spencer, his eyes are panicked, I can tell he's trying to come up with a way to get us all out of this alive. I was trying to come up with something too but it was proving hard since Alan had a knife on us and was blocking our only exit. "Alan please, we can talk about this, we can work through it."

My plea only makes matters worse. "You think I want to work through this? Bitch, I'm way past that. I'm out for revenge. You should never have cheated on me."

"I wasn't thinking, we were gone a lot. I missed you and Spencer was there." I try to convince Alan that the affair was nothing more than a fling.

"What about the kid?" My hand automatically raises to my stomach, I wasn't sure if it was my protective instincts or what but I had to lie to make him think that this baby could be his if we want to have a chance of getting out of here alive.

"It's yours of course, Spencer and I never got that far. I could never do that to you." I feel sick to the stomach with these lies but it was our only hope, that's if Alan bought them.

"How far did you get?" Alan demand, directing his question to Spencer. But there was no reply.

"We had a drunken kiss, that's it." I jump in fearing Spencer was too emotional to lie to Alan efficiently.

"That's it? Because those text to Galla or whatever her name is sounded like it was more than that." Alan's attention was focused back onto me.

"I swear to you that's all it was. Garcia is just very imaginative, she saw the kiss and thought there was something more going on but I swear to you that there isn't." The desperation is easily heard in my voice, I needed Alan to believe me.

"So you're telling me that he kissed you, did he force himself onto you?"

The question catches me by surprise, the man that had been abusing me and forcing himself on me for months asking if the love of my life, the first man that I connected to emotionally and physically had forced himself onto me. "What?" The words are barely audible, my throat is killing me from holding back the tears. 

"Did that bastard force himself onto you?"

How the hell am I meant to answer that? If I say yes then Alan could attack Spencer. If I say no then he could attack both of us. Shit, what do I do. "I, err... I don't really remember. We were both pretty drunk so it's all pretty foggy, I just remember us kissing."

"Call Josie." I'm confused by Alan's demand.

"Who?"

"The one that saw you two kiss." Alan demands again as he holds my phone in front of him, indicating for me to take it. He had heard me talk about the team plenty of times, was he purposely messing up Garcia's name to belittle them somehow? It was just making him look like an idiot, but I'm not about to point that out. 

"Why do you wanna talk to Garcia?" I ask as a million different scenarios play in my mind as I think about what he could want with Garcia.

"I want to see if she remembers." Alan explains himself. I look to Spencer, I could see him fighting back tears. He doesn't believe these lies does he? He should know they're all lies, "Don't look at him, call the bitch so I can find out what the hell happened."

I walk over towards Alan, keeping an eye on his hand with the knife in it as I reach for my phone. I didn't like being this close to him with that knife. I unlock my phone and go to my contacts when I get an idea. I dial Garcia's number and hope that he doesn't take the phone off of me to talk to her himself. The phone rings for less than five seconds when there's an answer. "Hey my baby genius, what's happening with you getting out?" But I don't answer. "Alannah is everything alright?"

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