A/N: Okay! So here's the first chapter of the third installment of the RMM/BMN series! It's a thriller this time, so I think you guys will like it a little more than the last one, ha. As you may have noticed, the first story focused more on them getting together, but still working, and the second story simply dealt with their relationship and no work. This one's going to be a little different ;)

"And sometimes I get nervous when I see an open door..."

Spencer Reid got out of the car he'd been driving for 9 hours. After stretching his legs for two minutes, he reached to the top of the car to bring down his luggage, and the luggage that accompanied it. A figure ran out to meet him excitedly. "I told you this place was beautiful. We have a mile on each side to ourselves," the woman stated, smiling. She wrapped her hands around one of the bags on the roof and brought it down.

"Don't. Let me, sweetie," Spencer told her.

The girl crossed her arms over her chest and stood with her weight on her left hip. "Have I mentioned recently how happy I am that I married you?" The newly named Natalie Reid asked her husband.

"No, but only because we just got married two days ago," Spencer stated in a matter-of-fact tone. Natalie giggled and pushed the suitcase out of his hand before embracing him tightly. "This place is beautiful," he added.

Natalie nodded before letting go of him. After protests, Spencer finally gave in to letting her help with the bags. They'd chosen a secluded cabin in the woods of Charleston, South Carolina for their honeymoon spot. They chose it because it was the city in which they shared their first kiss, and on that Friday afternoon in August, neither of them could be happier. They brought all of the bags into the cabin and left them by the door. The two had decided to unpack later and headed to the couch to snuggle themselves up. Without even an hour going by, the door bell rang. Spencer and Natalie exchanged confused looks before Natalie got up and jogged to the door. She opened it up, and there stood three police officers from the local station. "Hi. Can I help you?" Natalie wondered sweetly.

"Hello, Mrs. Reid. We were told you two would be coming up, and we wanted to make sure you guys made it okay." Natalie smiled and nodded to them, and the officer spoke again. "I'm the sheriff around here. The name's Jenson."

"Well thank you for checking up on us, Sheriff Jenson," Natalie said as Spencer appeared by her side.

"You two be safe, and have a nice night. I hear its supposed to storm like crazy tonight, so just call me or the station if you need anything," he told them, handing them his card. "Goodbye, now."

"That was odd," Natalie stated as she swung the door closed.

"Yeah. Did you feel like there was something more that he wasn't saying?" Spencer questioned as he headed to the kitchen.

"I did," Natalie mumbled. She shook off the uneasy feeling she suddenly got, and continued, "Making hot chocolate?"

"Of course!" Spencer shouted from the kitchen. She laughed and followed his voice. Spencer's hot chocolate was always delicious; he had a gift. The newlyweds sat down at the table to begin a card game, cups in hand. Suddenly, a lightning bolt hit the ground within half of a mile. Natalie slightly jumped, and Spencer noticed. "You okay?" he asked her.

"Yeah, yeah. F-fine. The sound just surprised me, that's all," Natalie stammered.

Crack! Another one. It must have hit a tree in the backyard, because Spencer could see the leaves of one hit the ground through the large glass sliding door. He stood up and said, "Let's go watch TV to make sure there are no warnings or anything."

Just then, the power went off in the house. Spencer and Natalie were stuck in total darkness. Natalie could just barely see the outline of the closest neighbor's house down the hill, and she noticed that they had their power. She noticed the look of concern on Spencer's face, so she cleared her throat. "We should check the basement." He simply nodded, and followed her to the basement door. They slowly climbed down the stairs, and when they reached the bottom, the lights suddenly came back on.

"Do you know if there are any flashlights anywhere? Just in case," Spencer inquired. Natalie shrugged and walked through the basement. She found a door in the back of it. The room was completely dark, except for the one, dim, light in the center. She went over to a box that was sitting in the back corner and saw some flashlights in it. She tried them out, but only two worked. Spencer appeared beside her and took one of the working ones.

He went out of the back room first, and Natalie followed. She turned around and closed the door tightly. She pushed and pulled on it to make sure it was securely closed. As the two made their way out of the basement, the phone could be heard ringing from upstairs. Spencer hurried up the steps, Natalie on his heels, and answered the phone. "Hello?" There was no answer. "Hello?" he asked again. Click. A dial tone began playing on the other end, and with his brows furrowed, he slowly put the phone down.

"Spencer? Who was that?" Natalie asked, no tone in her voice.

Spencer shrugged. "I don't know. The other end went dead," he told her.

She shrugged and they went back to their card game. After only a few minutes, the two hurried upstairs, letting their sex drives get the best of them. Hey, they're newlyweds on their honeymoon. By the time they'd finished... and finished again, it was almost ten at night. They remained in bed, simply talking, laughing, and cuddling. The storm had calmed down when they first ascended the stairs, but it started up again within the hour. "You think we should head downstairs? We haven't eaten anything since we got here at two." Natalie pointed out.

Spencer thought about it for a while. "I don't think we should go just yet, Nat," he said to her. She stared at him, looked outside, and simply laid her head back on his chest. The power went out again, suddenly. Before either could say a word, the phone rang again. Both Spencer and Natalie jumped in surprise. Spencer looked at Natalie and stayed rooted to his spot. Natalie could tell he was beginning to get extremely confused and the littlest bit worried.

She raised one of her eyebrows, rolled her eyes, then reached across him to pick up the phone. She answered, "Hello?" There was silence on the other end. "Hello? Who's there?" Natalie wondered.

Then, heavy breathing came from the other side of the line. "Get..."

"What?"

"Get out..." the person on the line ordered in a whisper.

Natalie wasn't sure of what she heard, so she spoke. "What? Who is this? What do you want?"

"GET OUT!" The voice demanded in a scream.

It was so loud that Natalie dropped the phone and rubbed her ear. Spencer quickly hung it up. "Nat? You okay? What was it?" he asked her in worry.

"I... I don't know," she mumbled, now slightly afraid.

A/N: Ahh, okay. So... what do you think of the start? Kiiiiiiiinda self-conscious about it already, ha, although I still feel it's good. Thoughts, please!