@Kdog20011 requested this. I hope that it is what you were looking for. Sorry that it took so long but I have been going through some personal issues. Thanks!
"Thanks," you say as you accept another cup of coffee from your boyfriend, Spencer. "I have been looking at these pictures for hours and I can't find anything new." You sigh and take a deep breath. Spencer reaches over and sets his hand on your knee. "Come on. Let's go out and interview some of the homeless people around the area where the 2nd victim was found." He stands up and extends his hand for you, you take it and grab your coat. Both of you refill your coffee cups and head to the car, leaving the rest of the team behind.
By the time 9:45 rolled around, you and Spencer had talked to about 50 people who have all seen nothing. Both of you Spence walk back to the car and decide to pick up take out for the rest of the team. When you get back to the station, Derek takes two boxes and a soda before you're even through the door. "You don't even know what that is, Derek," you say giggling at him. "Doesn't matter, I'm starving!" He says back excitedly. "Alright, here Spence," you says handing him everything you have in your hands. "I think I left the files and my phone in the car. I'll be right back," you say as you run out the door. You see the files and your phone on the front seat of the SUV. Perfect you think, grateful you don't have to dig around for your phone. You open the door and reach for the files when someone wraps there arm around you and plunges a needle into your neck. You elbow them in the side and stomp on there foot, they let you go knowing that they got you. You reach for your gun but your body is starting to feel heavy, the person knocks the gun out of your hands and you fall into darkness.
When you next wake up, you're in an ambulance with doctors and EMTs rushing around you. "She's up!" On of them yells. The lights hurt your eyes so you keep them closed. You can feel nothing but pain rushing through your body and with every prick and prod from a doctor it only gets worse. Your insides feel like they went through the spin cycle and your brain feels like pudding. The doctors start rushing you through the hospital doors and start talking to you. Spencer's voice is the only thing you hear though. "(Y/N)! Please let me through!" You try to yell for him but you can barely get out a whisper. Then darkness again.
The next time you wake up, you're in a hospital bed. You hear the beeping of the machines and the quiet buzz of doctors outside. You let your head fall to the side and you see Spencer. Asleep in the chair right next to you. "Spencer," you say weakly reaching for him. He snaps his head up and stands up, leaning down to come face to face with you. "(Y/N) you scared the hell out of me, how are you feeling?" He asks you looking very concerned and placing a hand on your cheek. "I'm okay, I guess," you say trying to remember what happened. "What's wrong? What is it?" Spencer says sitting down on the bed with you. "I just don't remember much, that's all," you say weakly and slightly shaking your head. "I'll tell you what happened later. I want you to get some rest. Okay?" Spencer says reassuringly and gently kissing your forehead. You close your eyes and lay back trying to sleep. You can heart the air seeping out of the chair that Spencer is sitting down on. After a few minutes, you open your eyes slightly and see Spencer shifting in his chair looking very uncomfortable. "Spence...?" You ask, closing your eyes again. "Mmhm," he says shifting once more. "Will you cuddle with me?" You say moving to the side a little. He quickly stands up and climbs in the bed with you. You smile and both of you quickly fall asleep for hours.
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