Someone's Watching...
Summary: Someone's watching Spencer and will stop at nothing to get to him. What will happen? Who will get hurt? Why is she doing it?
Disclaimer: Criminal Minds is... *Chokes up* *sobs* not... Mine :'( I also don't own Da Vinvi Code.
Chapter 1: darkness.
Spencer walks across the crackes sidewalk with only a small street lamp to keep him from looking left and right with the fear of not knowing what's in the dark. With his hand in his pocket shielding away the brisk breeze an his shoulders slumped in thought, he rounds a corner. A deep blue van turns to life, and an old engine roars. Spencer ignores it to bring out his shivering hand to tighten his soft scarf around his neck farther. The van rolls slowly almost the pace of Spencer. He tries not to look at the vehicle fearing the person inside might be staring back. He takes a chance and sneaks a look, only to find the window a deep tint.
His heart pounds and he picks up his pace fearing that the slowly creeping van is following him. His sneakers pound against the hard sidewalk as he rounds the next corner. As his breath comes out, it looks like white smoke. He tries to keep his mind on the other than the blue van who, in return, speed up. His mind telling itself why your breath is like a small cloud.
Water vapor is the gas phase, and ice is the solid phase. When you exhale, your breath is little droplets of water condensing out of a gas that's in your lungs. Our breath contains a lot of vapor because our lungs are very moist. When on a cold day, the vapor in our breath lose the energy that keeps them moving. Instead of moving around, they combine. When they slow down, the molecules change from a gas state to dense liquid and solid states. The visible cloud of tiny particles of water and ice that you see when you exhale.
He thinks to himself, still trying to ignore the ghostly van beside him. He tucks his head to his chest and goes to a run hands still in his pocket. When he comes across the cross walk to get to his small apartment, he stops. The van stops, too. Knowing it's only because he did, he decides to run anyway.
Should I go to my apartment? He thinks to himself. If he did, this guy would know where he lived. If not... well, he'd have to face his best friend and partner in the B.A.U, Morgan.
He sighs. I'm paranoid... Just go in my apartment. With one more wary glance at the van, Spence digs his hand back in the warmth of his pockets and runs to his apartment.
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Spencer walks in his apartment and drops his tan leather bag on his fresh clean carpet. Not sparing another second, he rushes to arm his alarm and turn on the lights. He grabs the bag and hangs it up on a jacket hanger, (- no clue as to what its real name is. Sorry!) and untied his scarf, balling it up and throwing it into the ,then, grabs his gun and sets it on his coffee table. He falls back on to his couch and grabs a new book in French Da Vinci Code. He finds himself lost in words and falls asleep on the couch.
When he wakes up from the light glaring through the window, shows dust partials, he jumps up. His small book tumbles to the ground. He looks around and finds himself fully clothed and sweaty. He looks at himself and decides to take a shower. Failing to notice a dark figure hid behind his dresser.
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