The liquid splashed against his skin and almost immediately turned to steam. My hand covered his mouth to keep him from making any noise to attract the attention to anyone outside but I couldn't stop his heartbeat from making the machine go crazy. I knew I didn't have time to do much before doctors burst in here so I didn't wait to pick up the paper and start reading the incantation aloud.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo, omnis legio diabolica, adiuramus te...cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare...Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis...Humiliare sub potenti manu Dei; contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine...quem inferi tremunt...Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine. Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos!" His body shook and a pile of black smoke shot out of his mouth, ears and eyes like a rive poring into the ocean. I moved away from him to the point where my back was pressed against the wall farthest from the man convulsing on the bed. My hand involuntarily covered my mouth and horror took over me. The heart monitor was going haywire and a group of doctors burst though the door. A nurse I've never seen before came in front of me, blocking my view from Spencer.
"What happened?" She asked, trying to take my attention off Spencer but I wouldn't work with her.
"Stop!" I told her, trying to push around her but she held her ground. Morgan was suddenly there and took over my restraint. I pushed against him, trying to get the doctors away from him, any one of them could be possessed and just transfer the damn thing back into him.
"Addison!" He pulled me out of the room despite my struggles. He pushed me away from the door and up against the wall on the other side of the hall.
"Stop! They're going to kill him!" I yelled, trying to get past him into the room.
"No one is going to kill him." He said it calmly, trying to reassure me but I didn't care. I felt my heart drop into my stomach when I heard the unmistakable sound of a flat line echo throughout the room and into the hall way.
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My eyes blinked open to a darkish room and my head was bent at an odd angle. There was a warm hand in mine. I tilted my head to the other side and came face to face with Spencer. Confusion ate at the corners of my mind. He was sitting up in the chair, wearing normal clothes and didn't seem to be at all injured.
"What the….?" The way he was looking at me wanted to make me curl up and not look at him. It wasn't at all the accepting look he had given me when I had gone into his room after Gideon. "I thought you died." The words came out of my mouth jumbled and almost inaudible but he heard it.
"I did too." His voice was clipped and I knew he was pissed. "When I woke up you were in the bed next to me and the bullet wound was gone, the only thing left was a bruise. I even looked over my injury report and it said that I had been wearing a bullet proof vest when I was shot."
"But that's not what happened." I sat up and felt a ton of blood rush to my head. He steadied me and my vision cleared after a few seconds. I went to get off the bed but an IV stopped me, when I moved to pull it out he stopped me.
"Don't, the nurses said you were dehydrated." Again anger flowed through his voice and it was all for me. He wasn't one to yell but you could still tell when he was pissed. So in order not to make him any angrier I listened without a fight.
"I heard you flat line!"
"Yeah, I did too, and Morgan, and Hotch." I didn't remember Hotch being there but Morgan I did. "Addison, what was that thing?" I looked at him, I didn't know how long he had been possessed, it could have been the whole time from when I ran, to when I first came clean or after Dean dropped everything off.
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Addison Winchester (Now Completed)
Fanfic"Looking for something?" A chill voice sounded from behind me. Whipping around the man who stood behind me held the child that had been sleeping inside the crib. I tired to say something but no sound came out. He laughed, his eyes flashing the same...
