The room went silent. Everyone slowly looked to where Spencer had been standing. There was a bullet hole right above his head. Penelope pulled him away and held him close. His quiet whimpers turned into sobs. Everyone was relieved to see he was alive, but they were caught off guard. Even Gideon and Rossi looked scared for a second. Derek went from scared to mad as soon as he knew Spencer was okay.

"Son of a bitch," he mumbled, "you didn't have to scare the kid."

"Derek," the boy said," I've seen you around. You're on the football team, but you don't act like the other players. I saw you stand up for the kid earlier, and I'm impressed that you're still doing it now. Why worry about him? What makes him so special?"

"That's none of your business," Derek replied.

The boy aimed his gun at Spencer again.

"Tell me, or I'll shoot again," he threatened," and I only missed the first time, because I wanted to."

"Okay, Okay," Derek said," I'll tell you. Last year, I was really struggling in my algebra class, and Spencer was getting terrorized by older kids every day. We struck a deal. If I kept the bullies off his back, he would tutor me in statistics. We've been helping each other ever since."

"But why him," the boy pushed," a lot of kids get bullied, and a lot of kids could have tutored you. You could have helped a lot of kids, but you focused all your energy on this one."

"He needed me more," Derek said," the kids that were beating him up were three times his size, and no one was helping him."

"Yeah," the boy said," maybe Spencer's smaller, but that just made the kids go easy on them. Whatever they did to him, they did to me, but there was no one there to save me."

"If that happened to you, I'm sorry," Derek said," and I'm sorry if I was too busy to notice it, but Spencer's just a kid. Please, let him go."

The boy thought for a moment.

"Fine, since I have no problem with Spencer or agent Gideon, they can wait in Mr. Rossi's office," he said," but the rest of you have to stay."

Rossi's office was a small room with a glass window, that would allow them to see what was happening. Gideon didn't want to leave his former partner with the other kids, but he wanted to keep Spencer safe, and he knew that if the kid stayed out there, he would be used as a pawn to control them all. He led Spencer into the office and made sure he was in between the kid and the window. Spencer was panicking, so Gideon took a minute to calm him down. He had him sit down, and tried to talk to him.

"It's alright, It's alright," he said," just breathe. We're going to be just fine. I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

"What about them?"

"They're going to be okay too," Gideon assured him," Dave isn't going to let anything happen to them."

Spencer had started to calm down, so Gideon tried to distract him from the current situation.

"You know, Mr. Rossi told me about you," he said," he says you're the smartest kid in the class. Do you like psychology?"

"I like it," Spencer said," It's not my favorite, but it's cool to learn about it."

"Oh really? What's your favorite subject?"

"Statistics," Spencer said.

"Really," Gideon said in disbelief," I had to take that in college. I couldn't stand it."

While they spoke, Mr. Rossi and the rest of the students were trying not to anger the boy with the gun.

"The bell's about to ring," he said," Mr. Rossi, go to the door, and cover the window."

The door had a rolled up piece of cloth above the window. All the classrooms had them in case of an intruder. As Rossi lowered the cloth, he shook his head at the irony. Something that was in place to keep the kids safe, was going to put them in eaven more danger.