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Spencer Will Be Mine	By : KTT2123 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 12864 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Spencer Will Be Mine Ch 8
Barry sprints to his car, dropping the paint bucket. Clooney yanks on his leash and pulls it from Derek’s hand. He charges after the man. Clooney’s speed allows him to catch up to Kryupt at the car and he sinks his teeth into his leg. Barry screams at the pain; he swings the crowbar in desperation at the dog over and over until Clooney lets go. The dog goes limp, bleeding from his wounds. Barry viciously kicks the dog’s lifeless body away and jumps into his car, speeding away.
Derek races after Clooney as the Staffordshire Terrier chases the UnSub but he isn’t fast enough to keep up. He sees Clooney bite the man’s leg and the second the UnSub swings the crowbar at Clooney, Derek’s pace hitches.   Horror and anguish are written all over his face. He runs faster but he is never going to make it in time. Derek can do nothing but watch powerlessly as Clooney falls limp. He hears Spencer’s anguished scream far behind him as his own heart squeezes at the sight of his beloved friend lying unmoving on the pavement. The Unsub kicks Clooney’s lifeless body and a second later he’s gone.
Derek pushes his rage away, Clooney needs him now. He finally reaches his loyal friend. His hand trembles as he puts it in front of the dog’s mouth. *He’s breathing! He’s still alive!* With shaky hands Derek pulls off his shirt and presses it to Clooney’s head wound. “You’re such a good boy, Clooney. Just hang on for me, boy,” Derek says with tears in his eyes. Wondering where Spencer is, he looks around and sees his truck coming toward him. Spencer jumps out and wipes his tears away angrily, “Let’s get him in.” Derek obeys and together they carefully lift Clooney into the truck. Spencer cradles his head in his lap and covers Clooney with the blanket he had grabbed from the house. Running around the truck, Derek gets in and drives them speedily to the ER.
Spencer holds the shirt to Clooney’s wound while whispering praises and prayers. Clooney is the first dog to ever like him, much less love him. Spencer loves him as much as he loves Derek, with his whole heart.
Every second feels like hours with Clooney’s life in the balance. Neither man can bear to imagine what they’ll do if he doesn’t survive. Clooney is a vital part of their family.
The moment they arrive, Derek hops out and together they cautiously carry Clooney inside. Derek tells them he was attacked with a crowbar. The ER staff quickly takes Clooney into the back. They can only stand helplessly by as Clooney is taken away.
A tech stays behind to ask what they are willing to do in terms of treatment.
“Anything necessary to save his life. We have pet insurance and anything they don’t cover, we’ll pay,” Derek vows.
The tech nods and leaves.
Spencer turns into Derek, wrapping his arms around him and burying his face in his neck. Derek holds him back just as tightly. They stand together, swaying.
Their shock is broken by the sound of Derek’s phone ringing. Numbly, he answers it. “The police were called to your house. Are you okay?! Is Spencer?!” Pen frantically asks.
Emotion wells up and Derek can’t even speak.
“Derek? Derek?! What’s wrong?! Talk to me!” Garcia’s voice is panicked.
Derek chokes out, “Clooney.”
“No! Clooney? Someone hurt Clooney?” She has tears in her eyes already. Clooney is the sweetest dog, loves everyone. *What kind of monster hurts a sweet dog like Clooney?*
“Spencer’s fucking stalker hurt Clooney! I’m going to kill him!” Derek shakes with barely suppressed rage.
Spencer takes the phone away from him, “Pen, I’m going to call you back on my phone, okay?”
Penelope makes an agreeing noise and Spencer hangs up. “Go home, Der. I’ll wait here.” Spencer gives him back his phone. “I’ll call if I hear anything before you get back.” Spencer knows Derek, knows that he hates feeling helpless. He needs to do something, anything. He cannot stand here and wait powerlessly without doing something to catch this UnSub. “Drive carefully, Der.”
Derek slumps. He is itching to go back to their house to find something that will nail this bastard and Spencer knows him well enough to see it. “Call me the second you hear something, okay?”
Spencer cups his face and kisses him gently. “I promise.”
With slight reluctance, Derek pulls back and exits the ER. Spencer takes a deep breath and releases it with a shudder. He has to be strong for Clooney and for Derek. They both need him to be strong right now. Spencer dials Garcia, who answers immediately, concern and fear apparent in her tone. He doesn’t hesitate, “I’m at the animal hospital. My stalker attacked Clooney. He’s alive but I don’t know for how long. They’re working on him right now. Derek has gone back to the house. I’ll call Hotch but can you call the others?”
“Of course! Anything I can do, I will.”
“Thanks Garcia. The UnSub was driving a car which appeared to be a Camry, dark blue. License plate Delta Uniform 7824. Find out who it belongs to.”
“I will.”
It’s clear from the pointed silence that Pen wants to say more but is afraid to.
“I’ll call you if I hear anything about Clooney, okay?”
“Thanks, Spencer.”
They disconnect and Spencer braces himself for his call to Hotch.
“Hotchner.”
Spencer lays out the facts without delay, “The UnSub broke into our house while we were on a run with Clooney. We got a call from our security company that the alarm went off. We turned back. When we could see the house, we say a man running from our house toward his car. Clooney pulled away and chased the man down. He bit him on the calf but the UnSub, h—he hit Clooney with a crowbar, over and over until he fell limp. The UnSub got away. I gave Garcia the plate number, she’s running it.”
When Spencer takes a break, Hotch interrupts. “Breathe Spencer. Just breathe.”
He inhales deep before letting it out.
“Good. Now, where are you?”
“I’m at the animal hospital. They’re looking at Clooney now. I—I don’t know if he’ll make it…”
“They’ll do everything they can. Is Morgan with you?”
“No. I sent him back to the house. Garcia is calling everyone else. The cops are probably already there.”
“Okay. Is there anything you need?”
“Find him.”
“We will. I promise.” Aaron can’t bear the thought of failing to find this monster before he can hurt someone else.
Spencer sits down on the bench and hugs himself while he waits.
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As much as he knows he shouldn’t leave Spencer, Derek can’t sit by and do nothing. He’ll go insane. He has to find this fucker and beat him with a goddamned crowbar! When Derek arrives back home, there are two police cars parked in front. They must have broken down the front door looking for the UnSub, as it is hanging off its hinges. Derek gingerly walks through the door, calling out “Derek Morgan, FBI, I’m entering the front door. I am unarmed.”
Two armed cops appear in his vision; both are pointing guns at him. Still shirtless and wear basketball shorts, Derek has his hands up, turning carefully around to show he isn’t hiding a gun in the back of his shorts. The police quickly lower their weapons.
“Nick Chambers and this is my partner Kelly Stokes. We were the first ones the scene, Jake and Rick have secured the back.” Nick indicates that they should leave the house and the three walk out to stand on the lawn. “Is there a reason the FBI is here?”
“It’s my house.”
Chambers lifts his eyebrows, “Do you have any ideas of who did this?”
“My partner is being stalked.”
“Your FBI partner?” Kelly asks.
“Yes and no. We’re both profilers in the BAU. But he is also my boyfriend, we live here together.”
The three turn their heads as they hear a siren. The unmarked car screeches to a stop and Prentiss pops out. By the time she reaches them, Rossi arrives in his SUV.
Emily inquires, “Garcia said Clooney was hurt, is he okay?”
Morgan shakes his head, “We don’t know yet; Spencer will call when he hears something.”
“What do we know?” Rossi asks.
“Not much. We saw the UnSub fleeing from our house. Clooney chased him and attacked him. The UnSub beat him until he went limp and let go…” Derek trails off, eyes staring blankly in the distance.
“We should have Garcia check the hospitals for dog bites,” Prentiss suggests.
“He drove away in a Toyota Camry, older model. Dark blue. License Plate: Delta Uniform 78, I didn’t see the rest. Maybe Spencer remembers.”
Rossi inquires, “Have you been inside yet?”
“Just inside the front door.”
The two police officers finally join the conversation. “My partner and I checked the house. We found no one inside. The perp did a lot of destruction to the house, though,” Kelly Strokes states.
Nick Chambers adds, “But some areas were completely untouched. Half of the clothes in the closet were ripped out and splattered with paint, while the other half was left alone.”
The three profilers look at each other. They all are thinking the same thing: the UnSub’s rage is targeted at Derek. He destroyed Derek’s possessions but not Spencer’s.
“I’m going to call Garcia. Why don’t you and Rossi take a look at the house?” recommends Emily.
The two men nod. “Maybe we’ll have some answers by the time Hotch and JJ arrive,” says Derek as they walk into the house.
Prentiss walks off to update Garcia and get her working on what they know.
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The first thing Garcia checks is the license plate: DU 7824. The plate is registered to a Herman Burke but instead of a Camry, the vehicle is a 2011 Toyota RAV4. Penelope checks the address and mutters angrily to herself. The UnSub switched plates with one of their neighbors.
Her phones rings, “Oracle of Quantico. Speak if you deign to hear truth.”
“Garcia, we have a partial license plate for you.”
“No need. Already got the full one from Reid and traced it.”
“You have a name for us?” Emily asks excitedly.
“Unfortunately, no. The UnSub stole a neighbor’s plate. Registered to Herman Burke, who lives two doors down from Spencer and Derek.”
“Damn. Maybe he was stupid enough to leave his plates behind. Thanks Garcia.”
Penelope starts a search for dark blue Toyota Camrys but she realizes quickly that there are far too many registered to find their UnSub, even considering just male owners. She starts checking hospitals for patients with dog bites.
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Kelly Stokes stands guard at the front door while her partner Nick Chambers strings up police tape around the scene. Just as he finishes, FBI Crime Scene arrives and starts working immediately. They start with the outside, taking photographs and samples of the blood on the pavement. They document the paint before collecting it. They thoroughly search for other signs of the perp before going inside.
Five minutes later, Hotch appears, flashing his badge and going inside. Aaron marvels at the destruction. The UnSub has a lot of rage and all of it is aimed directly at Morgan. But Spencer’s things are untouched. He finds his agents in the bedroom.
Aaron quirks a brow at the two notes, the red paint looking like blood. Rossi and Morgan separate and he can see the video playing on the laptop’s screen.
Derek sees Hotch’s questioning look and states, “That is my niece Mi. She had a conference for work last week and stayed with me. The video must have been taken when I picked her up from the airport.”
“I think it is safe to say the UnSub doesn’t know that,” Aaron drawls.
Prentiss eyes the note meant for Morgan, “We are definitely going to need your friend’s help. This guy is gunning for you Morgan. He wants you dead and tonight he made it obvious that he is far from harmless.”
Derek replies, “He made that plain. He destroyed everything he could find of mine. He hurt Clooney.”
“I wasn’t really paying attention but I wonder if he was waiting for Reid and me to arrive at the airport. Or else he was watching your house. Either way, he knows his plan didn’t work and he is furious,” Rossi vows.
“Maybe he left more than that video on your computer. We need to get this computer to Garcia.”
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Spencer stares off into space, doing complex mathematic equations in his head to keep his mind off of Clooney. He flails wildly when he feels someone touch his arm but instead of the vet or a tech, it is JJ. Her blue eyes filled with sorrow and she hugs him close. “He’s going to be okay, Spence. He’s strong,” she vows, saying the words that neither Spencer nor Derek had dared to say.
JJ sits next to him with her hand rubbing his back comfortingly as they wait. Forty-five minutes after Spencer and Derek brought Clooney in the vet comes out.
Spencer leaps up, “Is he alive?”
“Yes. Your dog…”
“Clooney.”
“Clooney is alive and awake. He woke not long after we started working on him, which is a positive sign. He has a concussion but the relatively short length of unconsciousness indicates that it isn’t a severe one. Clooney does not have any skull fractures. His right foreleg is fractured but we’ve already put it in a cast. He is disorientated but that is to be expected with a concussion. He has multiple wounds around his head and face, several of which needed stitches. We would like to keep him for at least a day for observation but we are optimistic that he will make a full recovery.”
Spencer’s eyes fill and he sags in relief. “Oh, thank god!”
“Would you like to see him?”
“Yes. But I need to call Derek first. Can you just give me a second?”
The vet replies, “Of course.”
Spencer dials Derek quickly.
“Is he alive?!”
“Yes! Clooney is awake and okay. A concussion, some gashes, and a fractured foreleg but he’ll be okay.”
“Thank god!”
“The vet says he should make a full recovery.” Spencer pauses before asking, “Have you found anything that will help us get this guy?”
Although Derek doesn’t want to tell him about the notes or the destruction for that matter, he knows Spencer will find out and it is better to hear it from him. “He left a wide path of destruction through the house; he didn’t touch your stuff but wasn’t so kind to my things. He also left two notes written in red paint on our bedroom wall, one for me and one for you. And a video was playing on my laptop.”
“The notes?”
“Mine says: SPENCER WILL BE MINE! LEAVE WHORE, GET OUT OF SPENCER’S LIFE OR I’LL REMOVE YOU MYSELF! SPENCER IS MINE! DEFY MY CLAIM AND I WILL SWIM IN YOUR BLOOD!”
Spencer shudders at the threat to Derek. “And mine?”
“Yours says: I WARNED YOU! MORGAN IS A CHEATER, A WHORE! TWICE I CAUGHT HIM CHEATING! HE ISN’T WORTHY OF YOU MY BELOVED! HE IS NOTHING.”
“Twice?”
“He left a video playing on my laptop, of me supposedly cheating.”
“What was the video of?”
“Mi and me at the airport. He recorded our greeting; I kissed her on the cheeks and the lips. He clearly doesn’t know that Mi is my niece and is using the video as evidence I’m a cheater.”
In spite of everything, Spencer finds that just a bit funny. “Yeah, I’m so afraid that you’re cheating on me with Mi. That’s about as believable as me having a three-way with your sisters.”
“Dude, gross.”
“And you and Mi isn’t gross?”
“You and me isn’t gross!” Derek teases.
“You’re terrible,” Spencer scolds but his lips curve into a smile and he giggles. They need this little silly conversation, a moment to forget it all and laugh.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too, Der.” With a heavy sigh, Spencer continues, “I’m going to go see Clooney, now. Do you know if Hotch wants us to meet back at the office when I’m finished?”
“Yes, JJ is still there with you, right?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You don’t have your gun, so be careful and be alert. I’ll bring your stuff.”
“You be careful, too.”
“Always. Tell Clooney I love him.”
“I will. See you soon.”
“Bye.”
Spencer walks back to the vet. “I’m ready to see him now.” She takes him back to Clooney, who wags his tail the moment he sees him. “Hey Clooney.” Spencer strokes him carefully, murmuring praises and words of love. The sight of Clooney, alive and awake, brings joy to his heart. Spencer couldn’t imagine loosing Clooney, especially not to some crazy man.
Spencer hugs and kisses Clooney before he reluctantly tears himself away. Clooney clearly wants to follow him but is too disoriented to get up. “Shh, boy. I’ll be back, I promise. We’ve got to catch the bad man that did this to you, okay?”
Clooney whines but doesn’t try to get up this time when Spencer leaves.
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Two hours later:
The entire team meets in the conference room of the BAU. Derek is dressed in clothes from his go bag and Spencer has also changed into work clothes from his own go bag.
Hotch asks, “What do we know?”
Rossi starts, “The UnSub broke down the back door of Morgan and Reid’s house at 1:25 pm.”
“He quickly went through the house, destroying everything that he thought was Morgan’s,” Emily continues.
Derek adds, “But leaving Spencer’s things untouched.”
“He left two notes: one for me and one for Derek. And a video of Derek ‘cheating’ again,” states Spencer.
Hotch asserts, “The UnSub fled to his car, a Toyota Camry, dark blue, unknown year, with a neighbor’s license plates.”
“Clooney chased, UnSub dropped a can of paint, and Clooney attacked him,” Derek affirms.
“None of the hospitals have admitted a male with a dog bite on his leg. The UnSub hasn’t sought medical treatment for the bite,” Garcia affirms. She mumbles under her breath, “I hope he bleeds to death or dies of an infection!”
Spencer, Derek, Emily, and JJ all smile a little at her not so quiet mutterings.
“He hit Clooney with a crowbar, likely what he used to smash Morgan’s possessions. Then, he escaped going south,” concludes Rossi.
“What does this say about him?” Hotch asks.
JJ states, “He realized his plan to break Morgan and Spence up failed and went into a rage. All of it targeted at Morgan.”
“He knows that Morgan is his number one in Spencer’s heart, making him the number one threat to successfully acquiring Reid, making Morgan his prime target,” continues Dave.
Derek admits, “And it won’t be long before he attempts to take me out when I refuse to leave Spencer.”
“One failure and the UnSub cracked. He does not deal with failure well. If he fails again, he will likely get violent again and blame someone else for his failure and try to eliminate them,” Emily supposes.
Hotch hypothesizes, “His patience and careful manner was abandoned the second he failed. With this diversion from his normal approach, the UnSub will not be able to keep himself together for much longer. He needs to make a run for Reid and soon.”
“From his prior behavior, he wants an intimate relationship with me. He needs to get me alone to convince me or more likely force me to agree. The UnSub believes I’m perfect and when he realizes his fantasies cannot be matched in reality, he will kill me,” Spencer declares.
Although they all want to deny it, they know that Spencer is right. There is a very high probability that the UnSub will try to kill Spencer when he doesn’t live up to his fantasies. Not even Derek can bring himself to deny it or to make empty promises. Spencer knows Derek will do everything he can to prevent it and saying anything other would be a lie.
Hotch breaks the mood by giving orders, “JJ and Prentiss, check with Crime Scene. Do not leave until they tell you everything. I want to know everything they know. Garcia, I want you to check out Morgan’s computer. Maybe the UnSub left something there unintentionally. Check the video as well and look at airport surveillance from earlier today when Reid and Rossi touched down. The UnSub knew his plan failed somehow, I want to know how. Rossi, Reid, and Morgan, we are going to meet with LM Security. Until they arrive, I will talk to Strauss and update her.”
The group divides. Emily and JJ go down to the crime lab. Garcia goes to her cave, anxious to get to work. Rossi goes to his office, while Spencer and Derek go to Derek’s office. Spencer had called Luc on the way back to the BAU, he and his team should arrive soon.
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Forty-five minutes later:
Lucas and Josh McWills, along with six others, are led to the BAU conference room. Luc’s team all knows why they are here, to protect Spencer and Derek specifically but also the rest of the team from this stalker. The second Josh sees Spencer he rushes over and hugs him. “Spencer, I’m so glad you are okay!” Josh moves to Derek and hugs him too, “You too, Derek. Thank god that bastard didn’t hurt Clooney too bad.” Luc echoes the same as he too hugs both men.
Luc stands back and looks at the other two men. He introduces himself, holding his hand out. “Lucas McWills, LM Security.”
“Aaron Hotchner,” Hotch says, shaking Luc’s hand. Dave takes his hand next, “David Rossi.”
“Our Unit Chief doesn’t like going to outsiders for help but she has reluctantly authorized your team to provide security for my team. Your reputation and your friendship with Morgan and Reid made it difficult for her to refuse.”
Just as Luc is about to respond, they are distracted by the scuffle between Derek and Josh. The pair are nudging and shoving each other, arguing about something. Spencer stands off to the side rolling his eyes at their antics.
“Can’t you two behave for five minutes?” Luc asks in an exasperated tone.
The two fully grown men point at each other and proclaim in unison, “He started it!”
Spencer drawls, “Just ignore them. Those two always act like two troublemaking little boys whenever they are together.”
Rossi lifts a brow at the pout on both Derek’s and the stranger’s face. He didn’t know Morgan could pout like that.
Luc stares pointedly at Josh, who walks to his side but not before engaging in a brief slap fight with Derek. “Sorry about him, can’t take him anywhere.”
“Hey! That’s my line!” Josh protests.
“Not this time, it isn’t,” Luc mutters darkly.
Josh finally introduces himself, “I’m Josh, this one’s husband,” he says as he points to Luc. “I’m merely along for moral support. Nice to meet you all.” He goes back over to Spencer’s side. Josh is by no means a security professional and he knows it. He is an artist that knows a lot of hand-to-hand combat but guns and weapons other than his body are completely foreign to him.
“First, meet my second in command, Mbizi Ardeth Bay.”
Before Mbizi can even step up, Spencer pips in “Mbizi, pronounced: M-BEE-zee. Egyptian in origin, meaning water.”
Mbizi Bay smirks a little at Spencer, clearly finding his little ramble amusing. He steps up to stand next to Lucas. He drawls, his accent revealing his Egyptian heritage, “Indeed. As Luc said, I’m Mbizi. I also answer to Bee or Beezee or even M if necessary. I am in fact originally from Egypt. I’m a dual citizen.” Mbizi is a gorgeous man, the same height as Derek, with a lean but muscular physique. His black hair is gray at the temples and longer on the top. He has warm brown eyes and his five o’clock shadow completes his rugged and exotic look.
Luc explains, “Beezee here was originally a loan out from the Egyptian Special Forces but he decided he loved it here and never left. He’s like our Spencer, except his knowledge focuses mostly on weaponry and ways to subdue and kill people. If we hadn’t been allowed to keep our weapons, it would have taken us about ten minutes longer to get up here. He has an arsenal hidden under his clothes.”
Bay takes Luc’s comments stoically. He can feel the others’ eyes as they try to figure out exactly what he’s got hidden on his body. At the question in the FBI agents’ eyes, Mbizi shrugs his shoulders, “I like to be prepared for anything.”
“Bee and I will be on Spencer and Derek,” Luc clarifies. “Those two are Spencer Reid and Derek Morgan, if you haven’t figured that out yet,” he clarifies to his team as he nods at the pair. Spencer does his typical awkward wave and Derek nods.
Rossi is suitably distracted by the intriguing woman standing confidently in background. A beautiful blonde of average height with a bob, startling hazel eyes, and conveniently just about his age. He checks her ring finger and does a little cheer in his mind. She probably looks benign and innocent to an outsider but Dave can tell that is just a façade. She is a dangerous woman and he is captivated by her.
“Keanu Hale,” Luc indicates the huge, Hawaiian man in his mid thirties with a shaved head and dark brown eyes. He towers over everyone in the room at a lofty 6’5”. The moment Keanu smiles, his entire face lights up. It diminishes his intimidating presence immensely, making him look like a giant teddy bear.
Unable to help himself, Spencer mumbles “Keanu is Hawaiian, it means cool mountain breeze.”
Hotch, and Derek take no notice, both of them are more than used to Spencer’s eccentricities. Rossi is far too busy staring at the blonde woman to notice Spencer’s comments.
“Are you going to tell us the meaning of everyone’s name, beautiful?” Mbitiz asks.
Spencer blushes prettily. Derek on the other hand clearly isn’t happy with the exotic, gorgeous Mbizi flirting with his Pretty Boy. He deliberately wraps an arm around Spencer, tugging him close while giving the Egyptian the evil eye.
Bay is far from intimidated, instead openly amused at Derek’s display. This stalker situation is serious but Mbizi has a feeling he can lighten the mood by flirting with and teasing Spencer. If nothing else, it will keep him entertained to watch Derek’s jealousy flare. Luc had priorly talked to him about Spencer, Derek, and the stalker. Mbizi is well aware that Spencer and Derek are together. His flirting is harmless; Spencer is far from his type and he has no intentions of stealing Spencer away. But he’ll keep that fact to himself.
Lucas moves on quickly by pointing to the blonde, “Evelyn Walker.” The sleek blonde nods her head in greeting. She is the oldest of the bunch at fifty-five. She connects gazes with each of the BAU agents, her eyes lingering a second longer on Dave, who offers a charming grin.
Mbitiz glances at Spencer but the genius averts his gaze, biting his lip, and willfully doesn’t say a word. It is apparent Spencer is fighting to stop himself from blurting out the multiple meaning of the name Evelyn. Bay smirks, which widens into a full smile when Spencer blushes again and Derek glares murderously at him.
Luc moves on, pretending he doesn’t see the interactions between Bee, Spencer, and Derek. “Lola Delacruz.” Lola is lanky, around the same height as Prentiss and built like the boxer she is. She has caramel brown eyes, her sand colored locks are in a braid, and she appears to be in her early thirties. She bounces subtly as she stands and she clearly is not someone to mess with.
“Bobby Hodges, he is our tech specialist.” Luc points out a tall, pale man in the back. Bobby is an inch and a half taller than Spencer, with dark brown hair cropped in a buzz cut and striking grey-blue eyes shining through his black rimmed glasses. The stubble on his face completes his sexy nerd look. “He will place trackers in each of your phones, as well as in Spencer and Derek’s shoes and watches. Bobby will handle all tech security and will mainly remain here at the BAU with your tech expert. I believe they already know each other.” Bobby nods, he and Penelope know each other through their work. Both had started out as hackers but had been recruited and now use their skills to aid the side of good.
“Lastly, Sean McGregor.” Sean is a few inches taller than Lola but still the shortest man in the room. His body is thick and muscular. His hair is silky and auburn in color, and he has mischievous green eyes. He smiles at Hotch, Rossi, and Morgan. He winks deliberately at Spencer and says, “I’m a gift from God.” The genius again flushes; the simple explanation of Sean’s name is obviously more flirtatious than informative. Derek glares darkly at Sean and holds Spencer possessively. It is clear Derek is keeping an eye on both Sean and Mbizi.
Lucas clears his throat and Sean sobers. “One of my team will shadow each one of you throughout the day. If you are willing, they will go home with you at night. Obviously for Spencer and Derek, this is not optional but a requirement. Considering the state of their house right now, you can stay with Josh and I. Bobby is ready to upgrade or install security systems for any or all of you.”
Suddenly, Garcia comes shuffling in. She stops abruptly, “Oh.” Her eyes are wide, there are far too many gorgeous new people in the room for her to handle. She grins and waves excitedly at Bobby before moving on. Penelope squeaks, actually squeaks when her gaze meets Mbizi’s warm and appreciative eyes. He grins broadly at her and Pen feels her knees go weak. “Um…” Her mind blanks and she can’t remember why she came rushing in. Garcia cannot stop staring at him; dear god, the man is hotter than the sun. “Um…” She licks her lips unconsciously, wanting nothing more than to taste his smiling, sensual lips. “Um…”
Derek quickly steps in front of Penelope, forcing them to break eye contact, and postures protectively in front of her like an overprotective brother. His narrowed eyes promise that he and Mbizi will be having words later. *First, my Pretty Boy then Baby Girl, oh hell no!*
Before Morgan can start threatening Mbizi with a long and horrible death, Aaron inquires, “What have you found out, Garcia?”
The tech genius leans out from behind Morgan who is resists her attempts to move him, “The UnSub left more than the video of Morgan and his niece. He must to have been in such a hurry that he accidently added another video. A super, duper creepy video of him, you know, um…” She is about to gesture vulgarly with her hand but catches Aaron’s eye and feels weird about doing it in front of her boss. Pen finishes delicately, “Pleasuring himself.”
None of the agents want to see the video but resign themselves to having to. Hotch grunts, “Play it.”
Garcia clicks the remote and the video comes up on the big screen and plays.
A man sits naked in front the camera; his legs spread wide, his dick half-hard between his legs. It is obviously the UnSub; his boring, unremarkable features are in crystal clear focus. He strokes himself slowly, “Oh, god Spencer. I can’t wait to have you kneeling naked at my feet where you belong, ever ready to satisfy my every need. You’ll open that pretty mouth of yours and I’ll force my cock so deep you’ll choke on it. I’ll make you take every inch.
“Oh my god!!” Spencer yells. “I remember him now!”
Garcia pauses the video.
Morgan asks, “Who is he?”
“I saw him at the coffee shop. He was reading Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. I talked to him about the psychology of Victor Frankenstein and his monster. He barely spoke but I remember his nasally voice; it sparked the memory.”
“Maybe he’s a regular at the coffee shop,” Rossi hypothesizes. “We could get a name or at least a first name.”
Aaron says, “After we finish the video, we need to capture his face and print out a photo. Rossi and Prentiss could interview the shop’s staff.” At his nod, Pen lets the video continue.
The UnSub’s hand speeds up as he continues to describe his fantasy.
When I pull out of your mouth, you will beg for my cock. You’ll trail eagerly after me, crawling on your knees like my obedient slave.   I’ll spread you out on the bed, tying your wrists to the headboard and blindfolding you. You’ll beg so pretty for me, Spencer. Beg me to fuck you bare with little prep so you can feel the ache the next day. I’ll fuck you over and over, filling your insides with my cum. Just the way you like it.
Spencer goes white; the stalker shouldn’t know that, can’t know it without him watching them have sex and more than once. “He’s seen us together, Derek. Oh my god. He saw us having sex.” Derek looks furious, “He fucking watched us together. How did he do that? Did he somehow plant cameras in our home, in our bedroom?” Spencer is shaking; he feels violated. The stalker tainted their intimacy, them sharing their love for one another. He reaches for Derek and feels steadier with his Der’s arms around him.
Luc and his had been standing by silently until now. Lucas states, “We will check the house for cameras and microphones. If there are any, we’ll find them. If we don’t find anything, he’s found a different way to spy on you both. A house, a tree, or possibly even a telephone pole, something that gets him enough height to see over your tall fence.”
Hotch watches mutely as Derek comforts Spencer. He is sure this has only made Morgan feel more protective of Reid. Aaron is about to suggest that Reid leave but before he can, Spencer asks Garcia to continue the video.
I can’t wait to touch your pretty cock for the first time, to stroke you until you cum all over yourself. Hm…I cannot wait to debauch you, Spencer. To watch you quiver under my touch and my touch alone. I will own your body because you are MINE. I’m going to fuck you raw, no prep, no lube, nothing but my cock in your sweet ass. I am going to tear you open, make you bleed for me. You’ll feel me for days, Spencer. You’ll know you belong to me. It will hurt so good.
The UnSub cums all over his hand at the thought of owning Spencer. He looks directly at the camera.
Soon, my love. Once I have you, you’ll never leave. I’ll lock you up, for my eyes only. I will be your everything and you will be mine. Forever.
With that the screen goes blank.
The room is completely silent.
Josh breaks it by exclaiming, “Well, that is one sick motherfucker!”
The rest have to agree. This UnSub is obviously disturbed. The ‘love’ he has for Spencer is unhealthy and frankly extremely disturbing.
Garcia, who deliberately closed her eyes during the video, reveals what she’s learned. “The video appears to have been taken via a webcam in a dark space, probably a basement. No windows are visible and I could not find any identifying marks in the background.”
“Anything else?” Hotch asks.
“I rushed here when once I discovered and watched the video. I still have to check the airport security videos.”
“Good. Get back to work,”
“You’ve got it, Sir!” With one quick glance at Mbizi, who grins back at her, Pen scrambles back to her cave with a smile on her face.
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Prentiss and JJ enter the conference room ten minutes later. “Crime Scene found foreign prints on the mouse pad of Morgan’s computer. But no match has been found. This UnSub hasn’t been arrested before, nor does he work for any government company. His prints just aren’t in any of the databases we have,” Emily explains.
JJ continues, “But the good news is that we may have the blood from the street has produces a partial familial match to one Donald Fletcher, in prison for rape. Crime Scene says the strength of the match indicates our UnSub is first cousins with Fletcher. Garcia should be able to find out our UnSub’s identity.”
Morgan dials Pen, putting her on speaker, “Baby Girl, I’ve got some good news for you.”
“Not better than mine, I bet, Chocolate Thunder!”
Hotch asks, “What else did you find?”
Penelope replies, “I found our UnSub at the airport when Morgan went to pick up Reid. Here is what the cameras captured.” She puts the security videos up on the big screen in the conference room and plays the video she has compiled.
The video shows is split screens of Derek greeting Spencer and the UnSub staring at them, shock written all over his face. Then, the screen focuses on the UnSub, who is overwhelmed and unable to move at the depth of his astonishment. Then, his face is filled with rage and his body visibly trembling with the force of his fury. Minutes later, the UnSub looks back at where Derek and Spencer were the last time he saw them and realizes that they are gone. The UnSub screams, actually screams aloud. The people around him are startled and scramble to get out of his way as he pushes through the crowd.
“Security had been called on him but he fled before they could find him.”
“So he was there. That’s how he found out his plan failed,” says Rossi.
Garcia adds, “I followed him through the airport and to the parking lot. I was able to see which area he parked and I’m going through the license plates list compiled by airport roaming camera vehicle. God, I love those things! It’s only a matter of time before I find his name!”
Derek tells her, “With what Crime Scene found, your magic fingers should discover it in no time. Our UnSub has a first cousin, Donald Fletcher.”
The sounds of Pen’s furiously typing fingers are heard and mere moments later, she squeals in triumphant. “Got you! Barry Alan Kryupt.”
A dark grin on his face, Aaron barks, “Suit up. Let’s go get him.”
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Spencer, Josh, Bobby, Penelope and Mbizi all stay behind. They congregate around the surveillance room where they can watch and listen as the others break into Kryupt’s house. As much as Spencer may want to be involved in this raid, it is safer for him to remain at headquarters. Derek had been adamant about going and none of the others could blame him. He had promised Spencer that he’d be careful.
Armed with an assault rifle and fitted with a bulletproof vest, Derek leads the frontal assault with Lucas at his side. The ex-Navy Seal is strong and silent at his side but his eyes never stop moving. Behind them are JJ, Rossi, and Lola. Hotch is leading the team that will enter in the back door. Keanu is at his side, with Emily, and Sean. Evelyn is atop a neighbor’s roof ready with her sniper.
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Both teams simultaneous break into the house, immediately splitting up. They quickly and efficiently clear each and every room in the house.
With every room checked, someone yells, CLEAR, until they’ve checked out the entire house.
Derek and Luc end up in the basement when they are given the all clear. Kryupt isn’t here. Derek shudders at the sight of the shrine Kryupt had created of Spencer. Photo after photo of Spencer. Any that have Derek in it, Kryupt had violently scratched out his face. Some even have Kryupt’s face pasted over Derek’s. Cups, napkins, and garbage that Kryupt had evidently taken out of the trash are included in the sick shrine. A pair of Star Wars boxers covered in cum. “Dear god,” Derek exclaims. He’d given Spencer a pair just like that but he said he couldn’t find them. Kryupt must have stolen them and had been using them in his sick sexual fantasies.
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While they are watching and listening to the others look around Kryupt’s house, the FBI switchboard calls. “A Barry Kryupt is asking to be connected with Dr. Spencer Reid.”
“Oh, shit!” Josh blurts out.
Jittery but relatively calm, Spencer tells Garcia to start a trace, then asks the switchboard to connect him. All in the room watch Spencer as he answers the call.
“Reid.”
Barry sighs contently, “It is so good to hear your voice again, Spencer. Did you finally remember me?”
“Yes. We met at the coffee shop.”
“Very good, Beloved. I knew from that moment that we were meant to be together. Equals in mind. But not in body, I can’t wait to have you underneath me, Spencer.”
Spencer shudders in revulsion. “Where are you?”
“I can’t make it that easy on you, now can I, love? We will be together soon. But first, I see you’ve found my house. It is unfortunate that I can’t be there to greet your lover in person but I did leave him a little surprise. How fortunate that you aren’t there to watch the fireworks, wouldn’t want your pretty face to be scorched by the flames, now would we?” Barry laughs sinisterly.
“No!”
“Yes, Spencer. Say goodbye to Derek!”

Notes: Mzibi Ardeth Bay is Ardeth Bay from the Mummy movie series. In my research, I learned Ardeth is NOT an Egyptian name (come on Mummy people, a little research next time!). So I gave him an actual Egyptian name. I like it better than Ardeth anyway. I used a photo of Oded Fehr (who plays Ardeth Bay) looking sexy in a suit as a point of reference. Mzibi (with his many nicknames) will be Garcia’s LI.
Evelyn Walker will be Rossi’s LI. She is inspired by Helen Mirren’s character Victoria in RED. She is younger than Victoria, but just as badass.
I pictured Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson for Keanu Hale. But less muscular than he is now.
For Bobby Hodges, I went through some nerdy celebrities and finally chose Nicholas Hoult (with buzzed hair).
Lola Delacruz is completely from my head. I used no images to help with her physical description. Although I thought about Michelle Rodriguez and Zoe Saldana, using some of their badass characters as a reference for how I imagine Lola’s toughness.
Sean McGregor is also from my head, although I did look at a buzzfeed article about redhead men. In terms of his build, I pictured Dylan Bruno (he played Colby Granger on Numb3rs) and Dominic Purcell.
Prentiss and Hotch's love interests are still not 100% decided. My friend has plotted out a whole bio for a very AU Harry Potter for Hotch, he is practically like an OC, he is so different. I'm leaning toward that for him. Plus, it's slash and that's what I like! For Emily, no firm ideas. Likely will be a female OC, probably a softer, gentler type. A woman Em could take care of.
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