A new prespective (a criminal minds fanfiction)

Chapter seven: Terror

Spencer opened the door to the bull pen and was followed by the other members of the team. Morgans eyes grew and he grabbed my arm and pulled me aside. "What are you doing back? How are you doing?" I laughed, "Morgan I'm fine I promise. I just need to get back into the swing of things trust me."

Walking around the corner I stood face to face with Spencer. His arm slowly snaked around my waist holding me close, "I'm so glad that you're back" Nodding I closed my eyes softly. Garcia rounded the corner and spoke grimly, "I hate to ruin the reunion but we have a case." Following her closely I used her arm to steady myself. Giving me a worried glance she whispered, "Are you ok?" Shaking my head I closed my eyes for a second but kept walking with her, "No, but I will be fine eventually." She nodded and helped me sit in my chair at the table. Pulling up the slides the rest of the team filled in the room chatting softly. JJ sat next to me and placed her hand on top of mine as I shook softly. Spencer sat on my other side and watched as JJ comforted me. "Nicole maybe you should sit out this case."Hotch stared and me and I shook my head wildly, "No. I'm doing whatever needs to be done. I've missed too much." Without another word Garcia flipped through the pictures,"The, um, the victims are being injected with several different drugs. The autopsy showed that they were also force fed several items such as, other human body parts, and well, look for yourself." Reading the file I covered my mouth with my hand.
Sitting on the jet I closed my eyes as it swayed back and forth. "Fucking christ."mumbling under my breath my nails dug into the chair. Slipping off into a form of sleep my mind grew cloudy.
He was there, standing over me. Pinning me to the floor, his smell. His laugh, everything about him terrified me. Screaming I kicked out as the sweat ran down my face. Lashing out in every direction my fist suddenly made contact with flesh. Pulling myself out of my dream I looked up to see my legs being held by JJ and Spencer holding my arms. My eyes grew wide and I looked at them in terror, "D-Did I punch you?" Spencer nodded and pulled me closer, "Your alright now, you're safe. I promise." Tears streamed down my face as I curled up close to him. My breathing calmed down a bit but I didn't dare close my eyes.
Stepping off the jet in Florida I breathed in the warm salty air. Slipping my sun glasses on softly I followed Spencer closely. My fingers interlaced with his as we walked off the runway. The head sheriff walked across the tarmac to greet us, "Agents, I'm sheriff Remirez I'll escort you to the station." Nodding we followed behind him closely. Turning to spencer and I he smirked, "You two are quite the deadly couple I hear." Giving a nervous laugh I held spencers hand tighter, "I suppose we are. We have been through a great deal together since day one. Also considering the fact that we met throught the F.B.I., its no shock really." The sheriff nodded and held the car door open for us. Slipping in the backseat with Spencer I gave him a nervous look as Hotch and JJ got int the front of the SUV. Clutching his hand tighter I whispered, "Something isn't right about him, I don't feel comfortable around him."

Sucking in a sharp breath I looked at the glass boards, the scribbles and lines crossed everywhere. Spencers hand settled in the small of my back and I jumped slightly. Turning to him I whispered as I watched over his shoulder, "I had Garcia check into that sheriff, he had a pretty shady record, Ill send it to your phone." Nodding he kissed my forehead, " JJ and Emily just got back from the last scene, they had to leave because its a state park and it closes at dusk, we couldn't have them lurking around." As if on queue the girls walked through the doorway and flopped a file on the table, "These are the pictures of the scene, some that we took and some that we already had." Emily spoke softly and Hotch peered around the doorway, "The families of the victims are here." Everyone looked around the room and I finally sighed, "I can talk to them if you guys don't want to, considering I need to get back into the groove of how we do things. " Spencer kissed my forehead once more and I walked through the doorway.

"Mrs. Kingsley, I know this is hard for you to do but I need you to talk me and tell me everything you can about your son. Who were his friends, where did he hang out, anything that you think can help. Was there anything about Daniel that was out of the ordinary the last time you saw him?" Looking up at me with puffy eyes she held my hand tighter, "I last talked to him on Wednesday. He had just gotten back from a day out with a few friends, Ashley, Kaleb and Antonio." Stopping her I closed my eyes, "Antonio as in the sheriff who works here?" She nodded without saying another word and I sighed. "Mrs. Kingsley would you excuse me for a moment?" She nodded and I rushed out the door trying to remain calm. Grabbing JJ by the arm I pulled her backwards into the conference room and slammed the door. "We have a small bump that wasn't included in our files. Sheriff Remirez was friends with Daniel, he was with him the day he went missing." She raised an eyebrow, "You think its worth mentioning?" I nodded, "If it weren't something to cover up I'm damn sure it would've been in the file.  Besides I had Garcia look into him and he's pretty shady, he had a few run ins with the police when he was younger, as well as recently. He really shouldn't be working still."  She nodded, "We can have Derek question him, they just left together with spencer to go see a possible dump site."