THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC THAT IS NOT ANIME RELATED. PLEASE BE NICE WITH REVIEWS AS I'M SUFFERING FROM A HEADCOLD AND I'M NOT REALLY THINKING STRAIGHT. ANY ADVICE OR IDEAS ON HOW TO DEVELOP NATALIE WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED! THANKS AND REVIEW PLEASE!
Fancy meeting someone like you
Natalie Ray
Tires, horns and brakes sounded as they tried to drive on the snow covered roads. Snow fell down like rain drops in a monsoon, and visibility was worse than usual. A man in his late twenties to early thirties walked into a coffee shop and sat down, ordering his favourite. As he sat and waited while reading the menu, a young lady in her mid twenties sat down on the opposite seat. Her long chest length straight dark brown hair clashed with her chocolate coloured eyes and her skin was ghostly pale. She wore light make-up and an almond coloured jacket with a maroon scarf and black leggings and black boots. She took her shoulder bag off and placed it on the arm of her seat and ordered herself a cappuccino and chocolate cake. She rubbed her hands together and breathed into them from the cold and the man found himself fascinated watching her movements and expressions.
"brrr, cold isn't it?" asked the female and the male nodded.
"They say that the bodies moving of the hands together causes friction and heat which warms the body up, but it's never really worked for me" stated the man and the woman looked at him in awe.
"wow, me neither! I just do it out of habit, so what're you doing?" she asked him, tilting her head slightly in curiosity, and he smiled to himself.
"Well, i'm just waiting for a call about the next case, it's been a while and usually killers don't stay down for too long" he answered and the lady smiled at him.
"You're with the police?" she asked him.
"no, not really the police, i'm one of the Supervisory Special Agents from the BAU team" he answered.
"oh, the BAU, Behavioural Analysis Unit, right?" she asked and he nodded in amazement.
"I'm Dr. Spencer Reid, most people call me the nerd of the unit" he introduced himself while laughing in mid-sentence.
"I'm Natalie, Natalie Ray. I'm a teacher at Quantico High, so what was your latest case on?" she introduced herself and then looked at the waitress as she came and served him his coffee.
"A serial killer who picked out people based on their family. They had to be the youngest of 5 and live home alone. It turned out to be a man who was the youngest of 5 and was abused by his father. He was strangling them with a piece of wire after beating the crap out of them for 5 days" he answered and she nodded.
"Ah, serial killers... is that all you work with? Or do you do random murders as well?" she asked and Spencer nodded.
"Mainly serial killers, but sometimes we get random killers too. Tell me, why are you so curious about my job?" he asked and she smiled, showing her teeth and then turned to receive her cake and cappuccino.
"well, let's just say i've had my fair share of serial killers, ever since i was little" she answered and this surprised him.
"Really? If you don't mind my asking, what do you mean by that?" he asked and smirked slightly, letting her head roll and her hair fly in front of her face and then looked up at Spencer again. She searched in her bag for a piece of paper and began writing on it.
"Call me if you need help with any cases or if you just want to chat, i can't reveal much here, too many people listening" she answered and handed him a piece of paper with her number and name on it. Spencer took it and folded it into his pocket, then drank some of his coffee as she took a bit of cake on her fork and ate it, taking a sip of her cappuccino.
"so, how long have you been teaching for?" he asked and she smiled while drinking and began to laugh, so she set the cup down.
"I've been teaching for approximately 6 months now, graduated from Quantico University. What about you? Did you go to a university?" she answered, smiling brightly showing both her bottom and top teeth.
"I attended Yale University, got a mathematics doctorate when i was 17" Spencer answered and she looked really shocked. She then smiled again, letting her head roll forward, her hair going in her face again, and then looked up, smiling really brightly.
"wow, child prodigy! Bet your parents are really proud of you!" she said in astonishment and Spencers face fell a little.
"I assume my mum is, but she's in a psychiatric institution with paranoid schizophrenia, and my father ran off when i was little" he answered, looking a little down. Natalie blinked a few times, then reached her hand forward, resting it on Spencer's across the table. She squeezed his hand slightly, smiling at him and he found himself smiling back.
"Strange, i'm usually not very good around people, especially women, due to my conditions, but i'm comfortable around you... i hope we get to talk again soon, you're like my own personal psychologist, yet you've had no training and are a teacher, so how does..." he started and Natalie raised a brow making him stop in mid sentence.
"Shutting up now.." he stated and Natalie burst into giggles.
"Don't worry, i tend to ramble on aimlessly too, or so my students say" she said and they both cracked up laughing. Natalie looked around the building, noticed a man dressed in black with sun glasses and a black hat on staring at her from across the room. She turned and looked at Spencer, standing and putting her bag on her shoulder.
"Call me if you want to talk! Or if you need help with a case, or anything for that matter, and we may see each other in the street someday! It was nice talking to you Spencer!" she said and waved to him as she exited the building. Spencer waved back then returned to his coffee.
Natalie exited the building, turning to walk down the road and her hair blew in the wind. Her expression had turned dark as she saw many people walk across the street. She glared at the man as he followed her a few hundred meters behind, and readjusted the bag on her shoulder. The snow hit her skin, feeling like daggers but she was too concentrated on the man.
The phone started ringing, and as Spencer dug out his mobile he noticed Natalie walking away. He pressed the receive button and began talking to Aaron Hotchner.
"We've got a body, come here as quickly as you can" he stated and Spencer acknowledged him, ending the call and stood, leaving the cafe and running to work in the snow. The wind tackled him in all directions and tried to be sending him back to the cafe, but he pursued to work, ignoring nature's warnings.
As he arrived and walked to Emily Prentiss, Derek Morgan and David Rossi, Spencer noticed Penelope Garcia run down and look worried.
"What's the matter?" he asked and Garcia motioned for Spencer to follow him. He did so and looked at the board of their clues so far. A picture of the victim had been posted on there, she was pale, had dark brown, curly hair that reached her back and had multiple burns and stab wounds over her.
"Angela Vincent, aged 24. She was found in the bay floating by the jetty by a teenage boy. He's pretty freaked out and sitting in David's office, but it looks like the person burnt them and then stabbed them to death, or the opposite way around" Garcia explained and Spencer looked carefully at the pictures of the victim's body. Instant images of Natalie smiling flashed in his mind and he thought for a second they had the name of the girl wrong.
"Natalie..." he muttered under his breath, which Derek caught.
"Natalie? Who's Natalie?" he asked, looking very confused and looking between the picture of Angela and back at Spencer. Spencer realised what he said and began to get flustered, looking at Derek.
"Oh, she's um... a girl i met at the cafe. She looks really similar to the victim. I don't really know why her name came out..." he stated, beginning to go a little pink in the face. Derek smirked and put his elbow on Spencer's shoulder.
"Met a girl, eh? Is she cute? Well of course she's cute if Angela reminds you of her! So, how far have you two gotten?" pried Derek, smirking slyly and Spencer began getting even redder in the face.
"W-we haven't gotten anywhere! We're just friends and i just met her a couple hours ago!" he spat out and Derek let Spencer go, sighing in disappointment.
"Geez man, you have to get out more Reidy! Or you're never gonna get a girl or start a family, or anything!" stated Derek and David coughed, getting them back on track.
"That's nice and all Derek, but we have a case, remember?" reminded Emily and Derek rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. Spencer had recovered and was studying the evidence carefully.
"Spence? Figured anything out yet?" asked David and Spencer shook his head.
"All i can really tell is that whoever did this was extremely angry or extremely violent by nature. We don't have enough evidence to think of anything more..." answered Spencer and Garcia walked to him.
"So, we have to wait for another murder?" she asked and Spence nodded sadly.
"I wonder how long it will take..." wondered Emily and Derek shrugged his shoulders.
"Based on this murder, i'd estimate a couple of days... she was only filed missing yesterday, and today she was found dead. He's lost his play toy, he'll be searching for his new one" stated David, and Spence nodded.
The next day after looking over all their evidence again, Spencer was no further in the investigation than he'd been yesterday. He was starting to get a headache and the rest of the crew was worried.
"Reidy, go out and get some fresh air, remember, we can't get any further till we have more to go by" suggested Derek and Spencer stood, walking outside after putting his coat on. He couldn't think of anything else about this killer and the thought was bugging him to the core. Then he remembered he had Natalie's number in his pocket, and she might be able to help.
He began dialing Natalie's number and received the answering machine, so he left a message and began walking down the road to the snow covered playground that brought him some form of comfort when he was feeling down. As he arrived there he saw a woman with long brown hair in a purple coat with a black pants and a light pink scarf on one of the seats on the swing, lightly swaying back and forth.
"Natalie?" he asked and she turned to look at him, her chocolate brown eyes warming up as she spotted him.
"Spencer? I didn't expect to see you so soon!" she stated and he walked to the next swing, pushing the snow off and sitting on it, lightly swaying back and forth as well.
"We've got a new case and i don't have much Intel yet... i don't even know his personality" he stated and Natalie nodded, understanding what he meant.
"What do you know so far? Who's the victim?" she asked and Spencer began to debate whether or not to tell her. He decided to even though logic told him not to.
"Angela Vincent, she was 24, looked really similar to you, she'd been burnt and stabbed to death. All i know is that the person is either really angry or violent by nature. He may have abused animals or children as he was developing into a serial killer, but that's all i really know" he answered and she began thinking to herself.
"Just a question, did she have mud on her face? Or some sign of falling on her face?" asked Natalie and Spencer looked at her in shock, remembering that she did. He nodded and her eyes widened.
"And she had burn marks and had been stabbed? Oh god..." she whispered and Spencer strained to hear her.
"I was listening to some songs yesterday morning, one was called Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, the second was Going Down in Flames by Three Doors Down, and the third was Heartbreak made me a killer by Short Stack. Someone's been stalking me lately, maybe it's the guy and he uses the songs i listen to as ideas for killing people" she whispered and Spencer saw sense in what she was saying.
"Stalking you? Do you want police protection?" he asked and Natalie shook her head.
"I'll be fine... he must be getting people that look similar to me. If another body shows up, let me know, and i'll see if it really is my theory" she asked and Spencer nodded. Natalie stood and looked at the road to spot something familiar. Spencer also stood and spotted the dot of black.
"If anything happens, call me, okay? I left my number on your message bank, if you ever feel unsafe or need someone to talk to, just give me a ring. I will make sure you stay safe!" stated Spencer and Natalie gave a shocked look.
"Why do you care so much about me?" she asked him and he blinked in surprise, not even knowing why himself.
"Because i don't want to lose another friend. I've already lost so much, i don't want to lose something the very moment i received it. You're my friend, i protect my friends" he answered and Natalie nodded, still looking him in the eyes.
"stay safe till we speak again. And no more music" he said as he waved and departed, heading back to tell the team about his latest theories. Natalie stood there watching him leave, and as she turned to walk back to her appartment her expression turned dark again.
"Sorry Spencer, but i can't see that happening... Danger follows me like a magnet, i'm not safe no matter where i go" she muttered to herself and continued walking, watching the black dot follow her yet again.