"Really?"
"Really."
He shook vigorously from the frigid cold, cheeks red and bright.
"I love you so much and-" he began to trail off, mumbling to himself. He seemed drowsy. A few hours before he had been driven and angry. His breathing was slow and shallow. Spencer's head tipped forward.
"Dizzzzz. Dizzzz. Dizz"
"Dizzy?"
A small nod. Then it dawned on me. He was probably 4 feet away from me when we weren't straining, and he was square under the cellar door, which was open a crack and spilling snow and bringing icy winds onto him repeatedly. Trouble speaking, shivering, confusion, slurred words...
"Oh my god Spencer, you have hypothermia."
"Okay."
"No! It's not okay! You're just proving my point. Affected persons don't show concern for condition."
"Uh huh. Hey this shirt is getting itchy." He said nonchalantly, as he pulled it off.
"Don't do that! You'll only get colder." I panicked. His shaking stopped. It's worse than I thought. Justin stormed back in the room carrying a pistol.
"What's wrong with him?" he asked, curiosity spreading across his evil face.
"Hypothermia you sh*t bag. Do you even know what this looks like?"
"Watch your tone whore."
I cringed.
"What's wrong Cart? Do I remind you of Jacob?"
"No."
He laughed and stared at Spencer for a moment, who was curled into fetal position, and decided it was even funnier than resurfacing painful memories from my childhood. He cracked up and said something along the lines of "This is better than hanging him! I'll just watch him die then hang him."
I couldn't think of something more terrible.
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Chasing Hope
Fanfic"I love you not only for what you are but for what I am when I am with you." -Roy Croft - Spencer Reid just wants to move on. And when he meets Carter Hope, and he can. She changes his world, and makes him see new things. She sees the good in every...
