Disclaimer: I do not own criminal minds

A/N:

My vacation went to damnation. So here I am back . Gloomy and blue. I was so down and I came up with this. SORRY

Warning:

characters' death. …(Um .Do not read it if you have suicide tendencies?)

The Day The Angels Wept

Romeo and Juliet

His mute tears were stubborn . Tears of unspoken sadness . They just refused to come . He kept looking around expecting to see her there. Yet all that he could see were the blur of people surrounding him. Trying to squeeze his wrists. Why?

He did not know were he was. And he did not care. All these people were strangers to him. They were trying to talk to him, but he did not care. Trying to stop the bleeding.

Where is she? He only wants to see her again. Just once.

He is tired . So tired. His heart was heavy with sobs that just wont come out. His breath was getting shallow and weak.

Spencer was slumped on the floor when Morgan found him. He was soaked with blood. His blood.

After the funeral , he went away. Un noticed among the grieving of his team members.

When he did not show up the next day, and when he did not answer their calls, Morgan volunteered to go to his apartment. They were getting worried. After the hospital, he did not speak , and he did not cry. He was …just…there in body.

As he arrived, his worries skipped to a whole new level of terror . The door was open. And the darkness that seemed to seep to his core was alarming. He reached the light to switch it on and was received by the terrifying feeling of cold liquid . With dread filling his heart, he turned on the light .

Blood smeared the wall.

More drops were on the floor . Crimson blood that left his imagination on high wire.

" Oh no , not Reid too ."

Frantically he rushed inside.

Empty

No one there.

Nothing there. But the blood .

"Garcia ? He flipped his phone on. He is not there. Reid is not there. And there is blood every where. Too much blood."

The person on the other line was trying to talk between sobs

Baby girl, please I need you to try locate him.

That was where they found him. In Emily's apartment. Soaked with his blood.

They were trying to stop the bleeding. His whole body was weak. But not his hand.

"Please sir" that was a medic "you need to relax your hand , open your grip . But he would not do anything. He could not hear them. And did not respond.

They were ready to move him. His pale features were getting paler From all the blood that was lost. His eyes open but glassy ,lost in their own world. Seeing , yet blind.

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" Spincer , please kid, just say something. Stay with me"

"Emily?" a whisper finally skipped his parted shivery lips before he closed his eyes for the final time …

His grip opened…

Something rolled out…rolling and rolling before settling down next to a shocked weeping Derek.

He reached out. Picked it

Inside the blooded and smeared golden ring a sentence engraved

" forever together in earth and heaven S&E"

….The day was stretching and getting longer and longer…

…the rain kept on pouring…

…God's heaven shared his misery

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The next day, JJ received the news of a suicide . A brunette's body found in the apartment of a newly deceased FBI agent'.

And The angels wept that day …

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A/N: (sniff ….sniff) sorry

… I have managed to break my own heart…what was I thinking… damn you Shakespeare.