POV Spencer
Today June is getting back home so i asked Hotch to have my day off and he accepted.
I knocked on her door.
"Come in." She answered.
She was on her bed looking at the window. When she turned to look at me i saw a happy girl. She smiled and she was dressed so i couldn't see her bruises. She seemed fine.
"Are you ready to get out of here ?" I asked her.
"I thought you would never come." She said smiling.
"I'll always come back. So do you need help to get in the chair ?"
"Please."
She allowed me to touch her.
I came closer to her but didn't know what to do. I put an arm behind her back and the other under her legs. I tried to not touch her wound.
I put her on the wheelchair.
"Did i hurt you ?" I asked scared.
"No don't worry the wound is lower."
She already did all the papers she had to do to get out so we went to my car and i helped her in.
She didn't know that i planned on bringing her to my apartment and not her.
When we arrived she gave me a stare and i knew she didn't understand what was happening. When i got her outside on her chair we used the lift of the building and went into my apartment. I closed the door and June instantly spoke.
"What the hell are we doing here ?"
"I don't want you to be alone so you're gonna stay here. I prepared my bed for you and you don't have your word in this decision."
She looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"You didn't have to do that. Nobody has ever done that to me. Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me. I l.... i want to help. If you let me i could get to your apartment to get clothes."
"Yeah of course if you don't mind."
"I have your keys so i'll go and you can do whatever you want here." I told her.
"Ok."
I left letting her in my intimacy.
POV June
When Spencer left i dropped my bag on the sofa and took a look at the books. He owned a library. I could only look at the bottom. I didn't want to try to stand again. I took a book and opened it but i think i shouldn't have. This book, the Narrative of John Smith seemed special for Spencer. There was a short text in it which hold a lot of feelings. I closed it feeling like i had forced his privacy.
I decided to listen to music hoping it would take my mind away from this book.
YOU ARE READING
Why so quiet ?
FanfictionI put down my tray and wiped my hands on my apron. I felt eyes on my back so i turned around and met the most beautiful eyes i've ever seen.They were deep and reflected a mind full of curious things. This man sat at a table near the window took a si...
