Somebody's Watching

chapter 4

I wake up at 6 am and decide to go for a jog. I leave Spencer a note and get dressed. I jog for 3 miles. I notice a white Van following me. That makes me so uncomfortable. I get back to the safe house and see Spencer standing at the stove making breakfast.
"I think most of the wives went jogging in the morning."
"Why do you think that?"
"Well i noticed a white van trailing me, if it was the team they would have given me warning."
"I noticed all of the victims were newlyweds, maybe 2 or 3 months of marriage tops." I nod.
"I found a signature!" I gasp looking at the photos.
"Show me." I point out the carving in each woman's arm, a big letter A. "This reminds me of a show. Pretty little liars. Each woman looks like one of the characters." He looks confused. "Same with the husbands." Spencer looks confused. I pull up a picture of Aria, and show him victim one, and her husband, Ezra, with victim 2.
"So this Unsub is probably obsessed with the show, and probably didnt like the ending." Spencer looks astonished.
"Where have you been all my life?" I shake my head. It gets late, and as we're heading to bed i hear glass break.
"Grab your gun." I whisper looking toward him. He grabs his and I grab mine. We find the unsub breaking in, wearing Alison's famous red coat. "Freeze, Dirtbag." I command, holding my gun on her. She tries to jump back out the window. I squeeze my trigger and I see her crumple. I know I took out her knee. I cuff her tightly, that way she can't escape.
"You fucking shot me!"
"You broke into our home. Dumb move on your part." I answer pulling her into a standing position. She howls from the pain in her leg.
"Damn, Kennedy." I hear Spencer mumble. Once we get back to Virginia, Penelope runs up to me.
"Let's go to the club tonight! Just us girls, it'll be fun!" I notice Morgan and Spencer both perk up.
"Uh-uh babygirl, if you're going to the club you need a personal bodyguard." He smirks. They're secretly together, i know that.
"I'm coming too!" Reid jumps in.
"Ok, down boys!" I smirk at them both.
"Well I do have clothes for the club." Penelope giggles.
"I have to go home, i want a freaking shower in my own house." I smirk at her. We all meet at the club that Garcia and I have more or less lived at for years.