A/N: Hi everyone! I'm so sorry about not updating I've been majorly busy with school lately. So, I want to address some of the reviews. CMCP I will try to make this chapter more detailed and less rushed but I write in short chapters. That's just my style, I guess. Marcalie about the gun, there will be an explanation of why it was in his bag. Thanks and enjoy:

Ronson laughed. It was a bitter, crazed laugh, a laugh of a madman. It echoed in the dead silence of the store and hung there, and if anyone in the room had any doubts about the man's insanity, it ended in that moment.

"Nothing," He said, "And I mean nothing can stop the demons. Now, just tell me where he is! I already shot two people. I only need to shoot one more, but I'm gonna have to shoot more if you don't tell me!" his voice cracked a little. "I-I don't wanna die and they're gonna kill me if I don't kill him."

Hotch was running out of things to say…and Spencer was fading into blackness. The pain was horrible. He was so close to reaching the gun…so close…

Chapter 4: The Bag, the Bookshelf, and the Bullets

Behind the bookshelf, Charlie sat cowering, not daring to make a sound. He stared wide-eyed at the nice bleeding man on the floor, and the unmoving bleeding woman. It wasn't the worst he'd seen by far, though. After all, his dad had killed his mom in a similar way. He remembered when his Dad was just a normal guy…that seemed like forever ago. The sound of sirens blaring was louder then ever.

This was Charlie's fault. His Dad was there to kill him, not the other people in here. Maybe Charlie should just go up to his Dad and let him finish Charlie off. That way no more people would die. But, the nice man had told him to be quiet. What was he doing? He was trying to get his bag. Charlie reached out his leg and kicked the bag toward Spencer. Spencer's hands wrapped around the bag. He sent Charlie a look of utmost gratitude and tried to open the bag.

Spencer was zipping open the bag now. Charlie could see there was a gun inside. Spencer had put the gun in the bag to hide it from Ronson. Thank god the insane man hadn't tried to search Spencer's bag, thought Spencer. His hands wrapped around the gun, he tried to aim it at Ronson, but he was out of his line of fire. And his vision was blackening. NO! Thought Spencer. He could not black out now. Not now.

Meanwhile, Hotch was trying reason with Ronson.

"Give it up." Hotch was saying. "You're surrounded by cops. Just walk out the door and drop your gun. Then you can find Charlie."

"I told you!" Ronson was yelling. "I have to kill Charlie first! I fucking know he's in here. Don't you fucking try to trick me. I'll let everyone go if I can just kill him."

A young man, who had his eyes intensely fixed on Ronson's gun, spoke up.

"S-so, if I tell you where the kid is we can all walk out of here?"

"Yes!" cried Ronson. "Where is he?"

The man stared at Charlie through the bookshelf. Charlie could feel his heart beating so very loudly in his chest. This was it. He was going to die. It was the end. The man opened his mouth to speak, but Lou interrupted him, his eyes also on Charlie.

"No." he said quickly. "No we don't know where he is." But it was too late. Ronson's eyes had followed the man's gaze and his eyes locked on the bookshelf. He began to advance, dropping the phone to the floor. Charlie let out a silent scream. He moved backward. He was stuck in a corner and he was going to die.

"Goodbye, Charlie." Smiled Ronson. He raised his gun. Lou ran up behind Ronson and tried to kick him, but Ronson turned around and shot him. Lou fell to his knees on the floor, clutching his chest where the bullet had sunken in. Spencer's eyes snapped open. He watched Lou fall all the way to the floor and he raised his gun and shot Ronson in the leg. He cried out, but as he fell to the floor he shot out at Charlie and the bullet hit him in the stomach.

"No!" Spencer yelled. He shot Ronson again in the head, and the man lay still. "He's dead!" yelled Spencer. "Someone go get the paramedics! Now!" He tried to get up to help Charlie. But the pain in his leg was unbearable. And then everything went black for the second time.

A/N: This is not the end! Thanks for reading and again I'm sorry for the late updating. Please review!