Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Criminal Minds, Supernatural, or The Vampire Diaries.
Elena's POV
I laid on my side, just relishing waking up everyday and not worrying every damn second. I snuggled close to the warm body that just made me want to abandon all sense that is left in me.
I popped my eye open and glanced at the clock. It was 6.15 a.m. I wanted to say nothing and go back to sleep and keep him to myself all morning. i clung tight to his arm and sighed. "Honey, wake up. You have to be in the office in a little bit." I said.
He groaned and planted his face in the pillow. I couldn't help the smile that clouded my face. "More sleep!" He groaned.
I sat up and straddled his back. I leaned down until my chest was against his back. "Get up, mister and I promised a little shower action before you go in." I kissed his neck and slid off him until my feet met the floor. He rolled over to his side and stared up at me with his sleepish smile.
He ran his hand through his hair, pushing it out his face.
"I remember last time we had a little shower action, we was both late to work." he said, sitting up.
I bit on bottom lip. "True, you are right, but if I believe you would get in serious trouble, I would have waited." I said, inching closer to the bathroom, while he followed.
He cocked hie eyebrow at me with a teasing smile. "Obviously, we heard two different versions of Hotch's chastisement." He said, leaning closer to my face. I wrapped my arms around Spencer's neck and smile.
"I would've tooken him serious if I didn't see the amusement in his eyes." I laughed.
"Well, I took that speech very literally." he laughed. "Well, Mr. Reid, we could waste precious time or we could share a shower together. What's it going to be?" I said, removing my shirt and retreating into the bathroom. Already taking his shirt off, he continued to speak.
"Well since we both risk being late, its only reasonable to share a shower. Plus, we save water." he said, reaching over and turning on the shower. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his waist. I smiled, leaning in, nuzzling his neck. "Those sound like reasonable reasons." I murmured.
"But most importantly, its more time with my lovely wife, Elena." I stopped and looked up in his eyes. Just adoration and love filled his soft, green eyes.
" I Love you, Spence." I said, stepping back into the shower, pulling him in with me. He smiled and kissed me softly. he pulled back an inch and stared into my eyes.
"I love you too, Elena." He said, reaching back and closing the shower door.
An hour later, we were racing down the expressway to Quantico. "Hotch is going to kill me!" Spencer said, shuffling his papers together and organizing his bag.
"Spence, you've only been late your first time this year. I hardly doubt that hotch will kill you. Plus, he will have to get through me." I smirked.
"Well, not everyone can withstand his deathstare." Spencer mumbled, zipping up his bag. "True, but hotch is a teddy bear at heart. Plus, you have Morgan as back up." I said with confidence, pulling off the expressway.
"Morgan will just tease and confuse me with his sexual innuendos. He enjoys my discomfort and you just encourages him." he said, leaning against his seat. I mocked gasp. "I would never!" A smile broke out on my face.
"You can't even keep a straight face. You and Morgan are two peas in a pod." Spencer laughed as I pulled in front of the FBI Headquarters.
"Hopefully, I will see you later." I said. "If I have to leave right away, I will leave a voicemail on your cell and call you when you get off at the hospital." Spencer said, leaning over and kissing me and got out the car. He closed the door, then yelled out "I love you!"
I rolled down the window. "I love you and be safe." i said with a wave. Spencer disappeared in the building and I sat there for a few minutes, then drove off.
Arriving at the hospital 15 minutes later and parked in my usual spot. I grabbed my bag and my cup of coffee and shimmied out the car. I locked my door and did a quick scan of the parking lot, before heading into the hospital."Hi, Ernie! I see your leg is feeling better." I said, walking to the elevators. Ernie (Morgan Freeman) was a older, black man. Gray streaked his hair. He had the sweetest smiles you would ever see. Spencer and I would have ocassional dinners with Ernie and his wife Mariella.
"Im well tuned man, because of you." He said, walking over with a container. "mariella made sure that you have these." I tooked the container and opened it. I smiled and looked up.
"Tell Mari thank you for the cinnabons and I might just have to kidnap her if she keeps spoiling me like this!" I said with a bright smile. I turned to get on the elevator.
Ernie smiled, walking in front of the elevator. "Fight ya' to the tooth and nail!" He laughed heartily." I laughed too.
"Look forward to it. Enjoy the day!" I said.
"You too!" Ernie said, before the doors closed. I stopped on the surgical floor and I got off and went to the locker room. I already had my scrubs on, so I just had to put my belongings in the locker.
"Hey, Nurse Reid?" A person said from behind me.I locked my locker and turned to the person, who spoked to me. A fellow surical nurse, Mara, spoke. She had vibrant red hair with sparkling green eyes. I was taller than her by at least two inches. Light freckles decorated her face.
"Oh, Nurse Fallow, how can I help you?" I asked, while slipping on my shoes.
"Doctor Launder requested you to assist in a surgery with him as the leading nurse." Mara said.
I rolled my eyes. That guy try anything to get to get in my pants. Shining my wedding ring in his face wasn't enough I guess. "Do you know what surgery room it will take place in?" I said, walking out next to her.
"Surgery room 103C. By the way, it is a massive tumor that needs to be removed, so I would stretch if I was you." Mara said, walking away. i groaned and headed towards 103C. I walked into the prep room to find several surgeons and five other nurses scrubbing down. My eyes spotted Dr. Launder talking away to the Cardiothoracic surgeon, Dr. Arthur Mallory.
Dr. Launder looked my way and made a subtle wink at me. the nerve of that man! I turned away and walked to a clear sink. I closed my eyes and counted to ten, controlling my anger. I opened my eyes and Dr. Launder was on the side of me.
"Elena, I didn't see you this morning." He smiled.
"I was running late. Second, don't call me that. It is Nurse Reid to you and every other associate I work with." I said. I walked over to the sink and started to scrub down my arms. I felt a hand on my lower back and I tensed up.
" Why must you play hard to get?" Dr. Launder said. I turned the sink off and turned and shoved him off his hand. I lowered my voice to threatening growl.
"You touch me again and so help me God I will end your glorious surgical carer real quick. And if you think I'm bluffing, try me again." I ordered, resuming the scrubbing down routine.
Nearly ten hours later, the tumor was successfully. At this point, I was ready scrub myself raw. I went back to the lockers and grabbed my clean street clothes. I went over to the women's showers. I stripped and tossed the ruin scrubs in the garbage. I turned on the shower and stepped under, not minding the cold water. Every muscle twitched and burned with pain. I was ready to go to sleep and stay in bed all day.
I don't know why, but this unbearable wave of being watched came over me. I took a step back and wiped the water from my face and glanced around the communal showers. Satisfied I wasn't seeing anyone, I made a move back to the water, but a noise had me jerking back. I turned off the shower head and wrapping my towel around my body.
"Hello?" I said, knowing that was a total cliche punchline. I scooped up my scrubs and darted over to the bathroom stall and started to hurriedly put on my clothes. I was getting my top over my head when I heard footsteps creeping around. I kept my eyes on the shadow as I propped myself on the toilet seat. i got in defense mode while berated myself for not having my knife on me.
The person walked passed the stall and I slowly unlatched the lock and got down. I counted to three, then charged out ready to disarm anyone in my path, but I hear a high shrill. My fist froze in mid-air, aligned with Mara's face. "WHAT THE HELL?" I yelled out, catching my breath.
Mara clutched at her chest and leaned against a pillar while she ran her hands through her hair. "WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME?" She yelled back in anger. "You're the one ready to pound my face!" She stepped back. I quickly drew my fist back and narrowed my eyes at Mara.
"Someone was lurking in here not too long ago. So, I ran to the stalls. Did you see someone come out when you came in?" I asked, looking over the locker room with careful eyes. Mara shook her head.
"No! Just me!" She said frowning. That didn't exactly made me feel better. I slowly backed away keeping my eye on Mara. "I'm sorry about that. See you around." I said.
She smiled. "Yeah, sure." Mara said, heading back to the showers. I made a quick exit, back to the main lockers. I walked over to my locker and opened it and gathered my stuff and put them in my bag. I placed the strap over my shoulder. I jumped when my phone started to ring. I retrieved my phone off the top shelf and answered it.
"Hello? I said, wiggling my wallet out my bag.
"Hi, sweetie. I wasn't expecting to catch you." Spencer said.
"Well, I just got done assisting with a near ten hour surgery. Pretty intense! So, since you're calling, I can assume your on a jet or already somewhere on a case." I said, smiling to myself.
"Yes, you can assume that, but I wanted to call you. I'm already at my destination. I have a few minutes to spare to talk to my lovely wife." He said. I smiled..
"Good timing. I'm headed down to the cafeteria to get something to eat. So, how long do you think the case will last?" I said, walking out the locker room towards the elevators.
" I'm hopeful of a couple of weeks, but the lack of evidence might prolong the whole thing. So, what time will you be getting off?" Spencer explained.
"Well, I have a reprieve for a few hours then I comeback at 11:30 for rounds tonight." I said, waiting for the elevator. I look to my right and saw a man standing at the end of the hall. It wasn't that unusual, but the man looking directly at me. He was wearing a tan trench coat with a dark suit underneath. His hair dark brown and had intense blue eyes. He wasn't exactly threatening, but it was unsettling. The elevator dinged, breaking my concentration, so my focus went on the door. Once it opened, I looked back and the man was gone.
"Elena?" I heard my name and I shook my head.
"Sorry Spence. I was distracted. What did you say?" I said., stepping on the elevator and going to the back.
"I was saying make sure someone walk you to your car when you leave. It is dangerous at that time of night." Spencer lectured. It just made me light up inside.
"One of the security guards will escort me out. Don't worry." I said, elevator stopping on the first floor, which I got off of. "Morgan, will you stop pestering me about that leather jacket?" Spencer said in the background.
"Ooooo! What leather jacket?" I questioned.
"Morgan purchased me a leather jacket and is insisting I wear it. He has personal vendetta against sweater vest." Spencer rambled. "Because their the worst clothing item I have ever seen! Plus, their not favorable with the ladies!" Morgan said in the background.
I laughed. "Well, I already married to an amazing woman, so their is no other ladies I need to attract attention to." Spencer retorted.
I smiled with warmth. "I feel the same exact way. And Morgan you're cut off from the chocolate chip cookies for being a bad influence." I said, laughing.
"I will take the jacket back right this second if I can get off the blacklist for your chocolate chip cookies!" Morgan mocked.
I was about to say something, but I got a better idea. "Let Spencer keep the jacket and I will surprise him one night." I smirked.
"Naughty, naughty girl!" Morgan chuckled.
"What does that suppose to mean? It wouldn't exactly be a surprise if I know you have it and why does it have to be at night?" Spencer rambled on.
Morgan and I just laughed our asses off. "Spencer, you have a
lot to learn." Morgan responded.
I can imagine the confuse look on his face. I walked into the cafeteria and got in line. "As much as I would love to talk with you two, I'm going to eat right now and I know each of you have work to get back to work." I said, grabbing a chocolate muffin.
"Okay, talk to you later. I love you and put back the chocolate muffin." Spencer laughed and hung up the phone. I looked down at my phone with astonishment. How do he do that? I put my phone in my pocket and put back the muffin. I grabbed a chicken Caesar salad and a cranberry juice. I paid the lady and went on my way to the parking lot. It was still outside, but the sun was settling. I scan the parking lot. I didn't detect any eminent danger, so I continued to my car. I got to my car, so I unlocked it and got in.
Once I was settled, I started the car and left.
It was smooth ride back to the apartment. I grabbed my food and bag and exited the car. I enter the apartments and walked to the third floor. I wrangled my keys out, stopping in front of the door. Ready to put my key, I stopped my self. I took a closer look at knob and noticed the key hole been tampered with. I reached to the back of my pants and check if my knife was secured. I proceeded to unlock the door and went in. I dropped my bag and food at the door and closed the door behind me.
I kept the light off and subtly scan the room. I continued to move around the room, not seeing anything. Then, suddenly something jumped from behind covering my mouth. I took my right elbow and jerked backwards. The person loosen their hold and I went forward. I kicked the person backwards. I grabbed my knife and jumped the person who attacked me. Up and close, I could tell it was a man. he grabbed my wrist with knife, trying to wrangle it out my grasp. I headbutted the man and pinned him successfully. I had knife at his neck.
All of a sudden, the light came on, but I kept my eye on the attacker. My eyes adjusted and to my fucking surprise, it was the last person I thought I would see.
"Elena?" A voice said from behind me.
I looked back and growled. Scratch That! To my surprise, it was the last TWO fucking people I thought I would see! "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I growled.