SSA M. STILINSKI

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STILES STILINSKI

I felt a tap on my cheek. Then another. I could hear voices slowly fading back in.

"Stiles." A voice I hadn't heard in about 2 months...

I forced my eyes open, only to be blinded by a bright light. I quickly covered my face with my hands and took them away after a few moments.

"Wha-what happened?" I asked to no one in particular.

"You had a panic attack Stiles." Jennifer said while rubbing my back as I sat up. I groaned as I remembered.

"Damnit. I-I I gotta.. I have to find this guy. I can't lose my Liv. I just can't." I answered quickly. My breathing was getting faster.

"Stiles." A stern voice said. It was only then that I realized who it was.

I sighed in relief, "Derek, man. Last I saw you, we were back in New York."

"I know, I'm sorry. I just got caught up in alot of stuff."

Scott, rudely, interrupted. "Wait, you guys kept in touch when Stiles left us?"

Derek sent him a glare, " I kept in touch because I'm a good friend and NOT a dickhead."

"It was for a good reason-" "Uh no. Not really." Derek interrupted this time.

I just sat there with my head down for a moment when I shot up off the table.

"Where's my baby? Where's Liv?"

It didn't take me long to find her, she was with my father. She went crazy when she saw me. I smiled before taking her in my arm's.

"Hello beautiful" I said softly to her. She smiled at me then yawned. I sat down in a chair and it wasn't long until she feel asleep. As I put her back in her carseat, Derek pulled up a chair next to me. We sat in silence for a few moments before he talked.

"How are you doing? I mean, adjusting with everything that's happened and coming back here?" He asked, concerned.

I ran a hand over my tired, worn out face. "It's.. It's really hard. I mean, yeah, I have my team and Spencer helps out a ton but.. its not the same. I miss her a lot. And it was all my fault. Now I have this physcopath going after me and my family." I felt him put his hand on my shoulder and squeeze it.

"I'm here for you Stiles. Always, okay?" He said. I just nodded my head

Hotch and the team walked over to us.

"How about we go to the hotel and get some rest. We need officers posted in the lobby, on the floor Stiles is on, and by his door. One of us should stay with him." Hotch said.

Derek stood up, "I will." Hitch nodded with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Hey, uh Hotch?" I asked looking up. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Can you get some of the officers to patrol around my dad's house? I know Melissa is going to be staying there and alot of my friends stay there sometimes. He could target them. " he nodded his head and went to speak to them.

It was almost two in the morning and I was wide awake, staring at the ceiling as Derek softly snored beside me with Liv in his arm's. I couldn't sleep. How could I? I had someone coming after me and my family. My dad told me that he wasn't even involved in the chase. So why was this guy after me? After my family?

"Go to sleep Stiles." Derek said, not even opening his eyes.

I furrowed my brows, " How did you even know I was awake?"

"I just do." I rolled my eyes at him and huffed. As I was about to say something else, there was a bang outside of my door.

"Stay here." I told Derek. I grabbed my gun off the nightstand and slowly went toward the door. I looked back behind me and saw Derek cradling Liv, who was still sound asleep. I opened the door quickly, my gun held out in front of me, and saw a deputy putting a man in handcuffs. But I knew it couldn't be our guy. The man was in hysterics.

"He just told me to give him the note! He said he would kill me if I didn't! Please, he has my daughter!" The man was sobbing uncontrollably and could barely walk. The deputy had to have help from another officer to get him down stairs. I picked the note up with a clean rag from the hotel and opened it.

Stiles,
You're next.

-R

I was completely confused. I folded the note back up and called Hotch. He gathered the rest of the team and we met up in my room.

"Okay. Why is he just now taunting us? This wasn't part of the profile." Emily wondered aloud.

JJ furrowed her brows before answering, "Maybe he knows we're getting close. It's only a matter of time before slips up again. I mean, what was he thinking letting that guy live? We could get a better description from him."

Morgan shook his head, "He thinks he's better than us. We didn't profile him as narcissistic. This changes alot."

"He wouldn't have covered his face if he thought we couldn't catch him." Rossi said.

"Why do you think he sent someone to give me the note then? If he's that cocky then wouldn't he just do it himself?" I asked.

"Maybe you know him. He could be running out of victims." Hotch said.

"That would explain why he's taken that girl. Since he hasn't gotten Stiles yet, he was unable to control his urges and took the man's daughter. That means he's getting out of control. He's more dangerous now that we don't know who he's targeting." Reid stated.

This made us all look around at each other. We cracked another part of this case. There's no way this guy is going to get away with this.

Our train of thought was cut of by Liv crying.

"Let's head back to bed. We can deliver the new profile in the morning" Hotch said. We all nodded and went back to our respective rooms.

Would anyone read a Spencer Reid story if I published it? I've been working on one but im not sure if I should post it.