Sequel to Moving On
Mike and Bex have been at their new assignments for a few months now. Mike is looking at things far out of his normal range of cases while Bex is facing a demon that has haunted her past for ten years now. Will both of them be ab...
AN: This week I will only be updating my stories once. I've got a big weekend ahead of me which starts on Thursday hence not updating the second half of the week as usual. ANYWAYS I hope you enjoy this next chapter. I can't wait to hear what you think. Much love!
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The next morning, there was a report of a missing person. They were taken from the more popular bar in the area. Everything that Bex had predicted, rang true for the latest victim: mane like hair, at a bar, and never approached the girl that he kept looking at. Jennifer and Spencer had been assigned that bar and Spencer was being eaten up by the guilt that he didn't catch the signs. Jennifer tried to calm him down but he could not get the image of Bex's face once she heard the news out of his mind.
Her face had turned white, her eyes had gone wide, and she really couldn't decide what she needed to do so she ran. She didn't realize where she was running to until she was looking under the bathroom stalls to make sure she was the only person in there. When the coast was clear, she locked the door and then leaned against the wall.
She started about by taking a few deep breaths but that wasn't enough. There was still this feeling just sitting on her chest. She then let out a shout of frustration as she beat against the wall with her fist. After that she let out sigh. She felt a little better but she still felt like the weight she was carrying on her shoulders was pushed down just a bit more. Without really thinking, she pulled out her phone and called Mike.
"Why do I do this? I'm clearly not any good at it." She said as soon as Mike answered the phone.
Her frustration was heard clearly in her voice. "You do it because you want to help keep people safe but give me one minute and we can dive further into this." He replied, locking his computer as he stood to let Red know that he was stepping out to take the call. He poked his head through the door into Red's office. "Hey, I'm stepping out of the office real quick. My sister's having one of her bad days and my mom needs my help." Red just waved him off and told him to hurry back.
Mike nodded and brought the phone back up to his ear. "Okay, back to why you do this." He started as he walked out of the office, heading towards the exit of the building. "You do this because you want to help keep people safe, you do this because you fully believe in the constitution, you do this because you don't want anyone else to feel the way you did at the beginning of your sister's case. That case is still open and you're going to close it, giving not only yourself a sense of peace but everyone involved."
"Well, that's all grand and good, Mike but I'm definitely not doing that now and I haven't been doing that since I was put on this case. I should just request to be taken off the case and come back and help you out." She slid down, bringing her knees up to her chest.
"Bex that is outside of your control. You are doing everything in your power that you can do. Now what happened? You sounded so hopeful last night." He found a place on the steps outside of the capitol, out of the way and sat down.
She sighed and rested her head on her knees. "Another person was taken last night. Everything matched to a t, Mike. Every detail I predicted, matched. We had people at every bar in town and still we weren't able to identify the person who's doing all of this or protect the one deemed character enough."
"I don't know about you but that just seems to me like you're almost there. You were able to predict his next move, Bex. Isn't that a major break through? You told me at the beginning of this that the one thing you hated about this was that you couldn't predict the next steps. Sounds like to me, you just did. So go back out to the team and start planning your next move. Think of it as you're about to raid a buy. You are good at your job, Bex. Don't ever forget that." Mike hoped that she would believe him. He also hoped they would finally catch this killer because he wasn't sure how much longer she would be able to truly cope with him still not being captured.
"So now it's the search for his location." Bex looked up from where she was resting her head and slowly stood back up. "We can narrow down our list because he'll need plenty of space to keep someone and not have a lot of witnesses."
"Now there's Special Agent Bex Morris. Go back out to your team and get started on your search. You've got this Bex. No one else is gonna fall victim to this guy. If you need a reminder of that or need someone to be your sound board, give me a call. Crazy senators can wait." He smiled, standing up and slowly turning to head back up the steps.
"I will and thank you, Mike. I don't know what I would do without you." She hung up the phone and put it back in her pocket. She took a deep breath and unlocked the bathroom door.
Just as she opened the door, Spencer had raised his fist to knock on the door. In his other hand was a cup of tea. "I brought a peace offering." He said, holding the cup out to her.
She gave him a small, grateful smile and took the cup. "You know I don't blame you right. He was probably sitting in some corner that couldn't be seen all too well. We've still got time to figure out our unsub's location."
Spencer let out a breath of relief. She wasn't mad at him. "Can I get a hug before we go back in there?" He asked, raising his arms slightly.
"Of course." Her small smile grew into a grin as she wrapped her arms around his middle. She nestled her head into his chest and let out another deep breath. "I could never be mad at you. I'm sorry if I made you think that. I just thought that since we were one step ahead that we would be able to get him, you know? I'm just so ready for this case to finally be over."
Spencer rubbed her back. "I know and we will. I'm sure you've already come up with some parameters that could narrow down locations."
She giggled, giving him one last squeeze before pulling back. "Sure do and I could really use your help with that."
"Then let's go." He smiled down at her, offering his arm before they headed back to the conference room.
