𝕮𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙

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Spencer

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Spencer

The walky-talky beep. Hotch's voice on the radio statics. "Suspect spotted making her way down to Main." I see a white Tesla go down the road. It passes Derek and I. Derek drives behind the Tesla.

The Tesla speeds up. The car turns rapidly. Derek speeds up. "Suspect going down 68th." The suspect turns and turns again down 72nd. That's when we hit a red light "We're gonna lose her."  Morgan sighs. Cherry had to be going 80 miles per hour at this point. That's when we see a car that looked the same as ours spins out and traps the car into a dead end. The car stops and Hotch gets out of the passenger seat. "Cherry Manson you are under arrest." Hotch arrests the redhead who was smiling.

"I was expecting this. You guys finally caught up." He arrests her and put her in the car. That's when Clementine gets out of the car. She whispers something in his ear. He nods and she walks into the car behind Derek and me. It had JJ and Emily in it. She gets into the back of the car and they turn around and drive off. "Hey. You have been acting differently." Derek looks over at me looking over at the car turning the corner.

"If I tell you this don't tell anyone. There is something about this mysterious new girl. Like the way she cracked this case in a few minutes then all the years it took other people including us. The way she looks like she can hear my thoughts. Just the way she walks, talks, and acts. It's like she is someone from a different time. It's weird how she looks exactly if not the same as her great grandmother." Something about her seemed off. Something that no one could explain.

"We all think there is something strange about this new girl Spencer. She's confident but yet insecure at the same time. She's sneaky. Like how she manipulated her boss to bump her up to FBI." Clementine had a way with words. According to the book. The Marches. It said that Elizabeth and James had a way with words. Maybe it's a March thing.

"It could just be apart of her family."

"She's a March. Be careful I heard that whole bloodline is fucked."We drive to the precinct. The girls weren't there. They must of went to the hotel to check on her new husband or something.

I started on the paperwork. A few long hours of signing papers and writing on a table with an uncomfortable chair got tiresome. That's when I heard hands taps on the table. "Hey, how about you settle down with that paperwork and take a break." Clementine smiles.

"Ahh. No. I have a lot of work to do."

Clementine crosses her arms. "You look to be 7/8 done with it. You can do it on the jet." Clementine's ponytail was loose. I think for a second. "Should I do this?" I see her take her ponytail out.

"Fine."

Clementine smiles. "Come on." I put my work in my bag and then on my back.

"Hey, aren't you gonna get an uber or something." She leads me out of a building to reveal a motorcycle.

It was a black Harley Davidson. "I know it looks a little risky. But trust me I have been riding these for a long time." She tosses me a black helmet.

I think about it for a second. "S-sure but go slow." I put on the helmet.

"No can do. It's safer if we go fast." She starts it up the motorcycle. Clementine speeds down the road. The wind whips my face. I close my eyes and hope that I get to this destination in one piece.

She turns down the street and then turns again. She stops. We come to an empty parking lot above the small city. She parks the bike. I take off the helmet.

"Smell the air lover boy." Clementine giggles.

"Where are we?"

"A place I like to come sometimes. If you saw the things I saw you would need a calming place."

Clementine looks down at the city. The golden glow on her face. Her face was beautiful but it felt out of place. It felt like this beauty was only supposed to be in an old movie.

We stay there for hours just looking at the city. "All these people are all going to be gone in the next 50 years. Then the new cycle begins. Hell in 50 years we might be on mars with chips in our brains. This planet will just rot." Her voice a meek whisper.

"We won't see that. We will be in the ground before that happens." Clementine faces me. She looked to be crying.

"If you could live forever and could give the same ability to people would you?"

"That's a weird question I would have to think about it like" The question was strange.

"Hard to think about right. Hey, I have an idea." She walks over to her bike and gives me her helmet.

"We are going to dance with the waves." Clementine giggles. She drives down from the abandoned parking lot to a mountain with a cliff. It wasn't far only two minutes.

"Come on." She spins around again and again. She was getting too close to the cliff. When she stops. She stares.

"Get away from there. You will fall in!" I shout.

"No, I won't."

I grab Clementine and try to pull her away from the cliff. She was on the edge. That's when I hear rocks fall. Her hand slips from my grasp quickly. She gasps. I see her eyes scared as she falls from the cliff. "No!" I scream.

Her body hits the dark abyss and disappears. "Oh god." I take off my jacket and boots quickly. I jump in. I keep my eyes open in the salty water. That when I see a pale figure with rose lips. I grab her hair and pull her to the surface.

I found a small beach and put her on the sand. I start doing chest compressions. I hear her gasp. "Thank you." Clementine hugs me.

"I wasn't thinking it's all my fault. I should have known about the cliff. I went blank I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Now we need to find a way to get back up though. I think if we climb maybe we can."

Clementine turns her head. "Stairs." She points to a small wooden staircase leading up to the top of the mountain.

"That will work. You got your keys."

She reaches into her pocket and nods.

Clementine gets up her hair now a sandy wet mess. I shiver. "I have an apartment near here. You can stay if you want." I nod at her. We continue walking up the stairs. We reach her bike. I look for my bag. Someone stole it. Luckily I only had two dollars and clothes in there. My wallet was still in my pocket. I get on and she rides off. She reaches an apartment complex that looked like it came from the 90s.

She leads me to the top floor to the end. She opens the white door that says 5J to reveal the most beautiful apartment I have ever seen. There was a giant bookshelf on both sides of the fireplace and a leather couch. I look around and see a kitchen that looks like an IKEA showroom. All of it did. "um... I'll find some clothes. Timothy should have left something." Clementine walks into a bedroom.

She shuffles around in drawers and finds some flannel pants. "Here. Sorry, Timothy only has suit shirts that are itchy as hell."

"It's okay." Clementine smiles and walks out of the room to let me change into the purple and red flannel pants.

I go into the living room to see in a pair of sweatpants and a band t-shirt. "Want to watch a movie." Clementine looked at a shelf of DVDs.

"Sure. What one?"

"Twilight."

"Never heard of it."

She puts the movie into the player and turns on the TV.

I sit on the couch with her. I fall asleep during the part when the main character Bella sees Edward in biology.

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