A/N This is the first chapter in a longer sequel to Hell hath no fury. It stands alone so you don't have to read the others but I would love it if you would and review:)

Warnings languaage.

I own nothing but my own characters.

Chapter 1

The room was terrifyingly familiar. Lily couldn't understand why she was back in this place of darkness and fear. She felt the ropes once again biting into her wrists and ankles. She felt the endless tears washing down her face. Where is he, why doesn't he come? And then just like before he is there he asks her where "she" is and as before pushes her away when she tries to embrace him. As before he manipulates her kidnapper so Lily can get his gun and as before there are footsteps, shouts of "FBI! Drop you weapon."

As before she lowers her weapon even though something tells her "no don't lower the gun something terrible is about to happen."

But she is powerless to stop it. Spencer takes a step to the left pivots toward her surprise registers on his face as several shots ring out. He falls forward at her feet. She screams as the blood pools swiftly around his body. Everything moves is slow motion her heart beat is the only thing she hears. Morgan and Gideon drop to their knees beside Spencer. She watches with an odd sort of detachment as they flip him over search for a pulse then begin CPR. For two long minutes they work in perfect tandem. Then the medics are there they push the agents away and one medics inserts an intubation tube and bag and begins to squeeze. Suddenly she can hear the noise around her and everything moves at normal speed. She hears.

"Charging, Clear" Spencer's body arches as the defibrillator's charge hits his body. Again and again his body arches under charges. The medics keep increasing the charge and then suddenly it's over.

"One say's "call it. Time of death 9:07 pm."

"No", Morgan shouts.

Lily's body sways little black dots burst over her visions rapidly increasing until she is blind and falls into Gideon's arms and blessed unconsciousness.

Spencer bolted up at the sound of Lily screaming for him, he could feel her next to him trashing and screaming his name. He reached over and turned on the lamp. Her eyes were wide open and seeing only what was in the nightmare. It must have been terrible for her eyes were full of a heat wrenching sorrow and tears began to spill onto her cheeks. He pulled her to him and tried to wake her.

"Lily sweetheart, its okay wake up now." He rubbed her back in a soothing motion and spoke quietly to her until she went limp in he arms. Her eyes cleared and she jerked away from him.

"What-"

"Its okay baby, you were having a bad dream." he said calmly although his heart was still pounding from her agonized screams.

"It was a dream?" she asked wonderingly.

"Yes, sweetheart, only a dream."

She threw herself into his arms and began to weep huge wracking sobs. Spencer held her bewildered at her distress.

"What is heavens name did she dream he thought."

Lily was usually the more grounded of the two and to see her this way frightened him badly. But he also knew he had to get her to talk about it or neither of them would sleep again that night.

"Honey what is it. Talk to me, tell me what you dreamed. I promise you'll feel better if you tell me."

Lily pulled away from him and sat back on her pillows wiping her eyes.

"It was the dark room."

"Oh, he thought, that damn room Dr Miller held her in."

"I was there again waiting for you to come for me and everything went just as it did the first time and you were shot and I was so afraid watching them do CPR." Her voice was a whisper now and then it trailed off to nothing and she was silent staring at the blanket on the bed.

"Lily want aren't you telling me?" Spencer asked as she continued to look anywhere but at him.

She remained silent.

"Lily look at me" Spencer commanded.

She looked up at him her lovely hazel eyes still full of tears.

"Baby what aren't you telling me" he repeated.

"They didn't save you."

"Of course they did baby I'm right here."

"No, in the dream they couldn't revive you, you died for real."

"No wonder she's so upset" he thought.

"Lily I am okay. I survived we all did" he said rubbing her belly. He felt his child kick under his hand and he smiled at her. "You see we are a family of survivors."

He wrapped his arms around her again shifting so his legs were around her body and she leaned back against his torso. He continued to rub her belly feeling the movements within. This last trimester had been hard on her. She barley slept and moved around very slowly when she was on her feet.

He felt her relax under his touch. Her right hand covered his left and brought it up to her face. She smiled a little at the glint of the wedding band in the lamplight. She kissed the wedding band and then lowered it back to her belly.

"Is that what it was like for you?" she asked him quietly.

"The nightmares you mean?" he asked.

"Yes."

He sighed and began to tell her what it had been like for him night after night how he barley slept and how it preyed on his mind making him question if he was in the right career.

"Finally Morgan convinced me to talk to Jason about it."

"I'll bet that was an interesting conversation."

"It was, he said, Gideon made me realize that I had to focus on what I could do for the victims and their families not what I couldn't do or who I couldn't save."

"Did it help you?"

"Yes it did, the nightmares decreased in frequency, but they never really went away until you came into my life. You are the one bright spot I have to remind me that life is not constant pain, stress and loneliness."

She leaned her head back and kissed his cheek. He could see that she was calmer now.

"Lily I don't want to upset you but something is behind this nightmare. Do you know what it is?"

'I don't know Spence; I have just been feeling something terrible is going to happen. I don't know what it is. It's elusive every time I try to focus on the feeling I can't figure it out. I don't know if I am afraid for you, me or the baby. "

Lily winced in pain and Spencer said, "Another contraction?"

Lily had been to the doctor that morning and he had told her that she was dilated to about a 3 but he didn't want her calling him or going to the hospital until the contractions were steady and less than 10 minutes apart. He told her it could be 24-36 hours before labor progressed to that point.

"Don't worry he had said smiling most first births can take forever."

"Well that's encouraging she said looking very put out."

"You are going to be just fine I promise, everything is on schedule. You have done a great job controlling your weight gain and you are young. You'll do great, trust me."

"Ok you're the doc she said and got to her feet to leave the office."

Lily said, "I am ok the pain's gone now. Spencer, do you think I am just frightened of giving birth?"

"I don't know Lily. I suppose the dream could be a projection of fear, but it is hard to say there are many book on dream interpretation and everyone one seems to have a different opinion on the symbolism. And then there is Freud who thought everything was sexual, but he also said that sometimes a knife is just a knife."

"I love it when you ramble Spencer it soothes me." she teased.

"Gee, thanks a lot." Spencer grumbled.

"Come on babe, lets try to get some sleep we will talk more in the morning."

Lily said moving away from him and turning off the lights.

But it was a long time before she slept again.