Hey you all! Thank you so much for your support through this whole thing!

I'm pretty friggen proud of how this chapter turned out, but it's mostly dialogue, seeing as they're on the phone. I just thought I should warn you :P

Hope you like it as much as me!

Chapter four:

All Derek could do was stare at Regina while she stared back at him. She had this glint in her eye, one that made Derek assume this was going to get a whole lot worse.

"Hello, Spencer." Regina answered the shaky voice on the other side of the phone. Derek almost wished Spencer would hang up or the call would be lost or intercepted so that Spencer wasn't put through this.

"W-who is this?" Spencer asked, sounding almost regretful.

Regina laughed sharply. "You think I'm dumb enough to tell you my name? I may not be a genius like you, but I'm not stupid."

"I didn't think you were." Spencer cleared his throat. "Are… Are you with Derek?"

"Oh, yes. He's right here. Say 'Hi', baby." Regina eyes were challenging.

Derek opened his mouth, but no sound came out. This was sick and wrong.

"Say my name and you die." Regina threatened.

"D-Derek?" Spencer asked after a too long silence. He could hear the concern and fear in his lover's voice and it was heartbreaking.

"I'm here, Spence." Derek croaked. He heard a faint gasp but it almost sounded too feminine to be Spencer's. Derek wondered if the whole team was listening to this conversation on speaker. He glanced at Regina, but she didn't seem to have picked up on it.

"Oh god," Spencer breathed. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Derek reassured, though his voice was wary.

"Yes, he's quite happy. Aren't you, babe?" Regina cut in.

Derek didn't answer; he just stared at what used to be a regular phone, willing Spencer to say something else.

"How are you, Spence?" Derek asked.

"I'm… worried about you."

"No reason to." Regina sneered. "Derek's happy with me." She flashed Derek a smile before turning to the phone again. "I'm assuming your team came and got you, seeing as you were able to pick up your office phone."

"Yes, yes they got me."

"Was it embarrassing? Being tied up by a woman and left naked for your co-workers to see?"

Derek shut his eyes and swallowed hard. He had no idea she'd done that.

"Y-yes." Spencer confessed. "Yes, it was uncomfortable, but you drugged me. There wasn't much I could do." The words were not spoken confidently.

Regina scoffed. "Some warrior that makes you. Who found you? Hotch? Rossi? JJ? Emily? Garcia? Who?"

"Hotch and Emily." Spencer said weakly. "How do you know us?"

"You stupid boy, I know everything about you guys. Especially you and Derek. I've done research."

"Oh," Was Spencer's reply.

"Derek tells me he loves you. Do you think that's true?"

"He knows it's true." Derek gritted.

"Shut up." Regina snapped, pointing her gun at him.

"Yes, I think he loves me."

"Well, you're wrong."

"He's not-"

"Shut up!" Regina rolled her eyes. "You know how I know, Spencer?"

"H-how?"

"Earlier today…" Regina began, casting a wicked glance at Derek.

"Don't," Derek said weakly. "Please."

"Derek and I…" She taunted.

"Please," Derek said louder. "He doesn't need to hear this. Please don't."

"Derek?" Came Spencer's voice, unsure.

"It's nothing, Spencer. She's delusional."

"Am I now?" Regina asked, cocking and eyebrow and smiling even wider.

"I'm begging you." Derek tried to plead with his eyes. "Don't."

"Derek, what's going on?" Spencer sounded a little frantic.

"Derek and I had sex earlier today." Regina said with triumph.

Derek hung his head. This was going to be bad.

"W-what?" Spencer spluttered.

"Yeah, still sure he loves you?" Regina asked. "He finished, too." Regina added. "He finished inside of me-"

"Stop." Derek begged.

"Derek? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, baby. Really."

"Shut up. You're better than fine. You loved it."

"I didn't." Derek countered.

"How do you explain yourself then?"

"I told you, I was thinking of Spen-"

"Enough." Regina dismissed. "You can excuse it however you want, but I know the truth."

"I love Spencer. Not you." Derek stated.

"You're lying."

"Derek," Came Spencer's voice again. "It's okay. I'm not mad."

"Baby, I-" Derek began

"No, really, it's fine. We're gonna get you out of there."

"Are you now? Wouldn't you rather Derek was happy with me than unhappy with you?"

"I was happy with him."

"Shut it, Derek. Look, Spencer, why don't you butt out before Derek has to confess that he doesn't love you?"

"I do love him."

"Seriously, Derek, if you don't shut up…" Regina waved her gun about. She turned towards the phone again. "Do you know how disgusting you are? How filthy? Men aren't supposed to love men. It's unnatural and evil and you're just supporting it. Derek could have been happy with me, but you've brainwashed him with that giant IQ of yours into thinking he was happy. He's not by the way, but your influence has confused him greatly." She glanced at Derek briefly before continuing. "How could you think that way? How could you think it was alright to single yourself out like that?"

"A-actually, in the US alone there are-"

"8.8 million gays out of the closet, blah blah blah, Derek already informed me of that. But just because it's happening to others doesn't mean it's right. Millions of people have cancer, but that doesn't make it good or acceptable or natural, because that's exactly what this is; unnatural."

"You're wrong." Spencer said quietly.

"Am I? The bible says it's wrong."

"So is taking, drugging and raping somebody."

"It wasn't rape, and God is still against people like you."

"If God never intended people like us to be together, why would he create something like the prostate?" Derek could hear Spencer's interrogation tactics slip into his voice, but also a caution, as if the team were listening.

"What do you mean?"

"The male G-spot. It's located primarily through a man's anus. So why would God give us so much pleasure in that one spot if not so we could find it?"

Derek saw Regina's eyes narrow.

"Derek wouldn't know would he?"

"Excuse me?"

"Let me ask you something. Have you ever dominated Derek?"

"W-what are you asking?"

"Has Derek ever bottomed, doctor?" She sneered.

"N-no. Derek likes me to be the submissive in our sexual relationship."

"Ew." Regina stated before continuing. "I think it's curious that you don't even know what Derek wants."

"What are you implying?"

"Derek wants to be dominated. He's just been afraid to admit it since Carl Buford."

"No, Derek wants to be in control at all times to avoid painful memories."

"Not true." Regina sang.

"He's right." Derek affirmed. "I don't want that. Spencer would never make me do something I didn't want to. Spencer loves me too much and I him."

Regina whirled around and lowered her voiced dangerously.

"I'll show him you don't love him."

XXX

The whole team was staring at Spencer in silence, none of them moving. Spencer was not only feeling uncomfortable because he had recently divulged a great deal of personal details but also worry. What had she meant?

The silence over the line was daunting and Spencer just wished Derek would say something. There was a scuffle kind of noise and the squeak of a chair being pushed backwards.

"Get away." Derek spoke.

"Stop moving, babe." Came the woman's voice.

"Stop," Derek begged.

"Derek?" Spencer asked, unsure. "Derek, what's going on?"

There was another short scuffle.

"Don't touch me!"

"Stop," The woman's voice was cold and then there was an audible click of a gun cocking.

"Derek?" Spencer breathed.

"Baby, hang up." Derek voice came rushed. "Do it now."

"You hang up and Derek's dead."

Spencer held his breath.

"I'll be fine," Derek amended. "Hang up, please. I don't want you to hear this."

"Hear what? What's she doing?"

"I'm gonna make your boyfriend feel good." There was a funny sound, like fabric and then a suck of breath.

"Stop," Derek's voice was weak.

"You know it's nice."

"I don't want this."

"Yes, you do."

"Derek, listen to me." Spencer bit his lip. "Whatever she's doing; just let her. Think of me, baby. It's me, okay?"

"Spencer," Derek choked.

Spencer moved his body so that his back was to the team and moved closer to the mic so he could lower his voice. He didn't want them to hear this.

"It's me. I'm here, baby."

"I love you." Derek sobbed.

"I love you more, Derek." Spencer kept his voice steady. Derek needed him to.

"I don't want this."

"I know, but it's my hands. Mine."

"Spencer, please."

"Shut up, you two." The woman spoke. "Or it'll be worse."

"No. No, stop. Stop, please!"

"Derek? I'm here."

There was a gasp and a grunt of agony and then a humming noise.

"Oh god, stop!"

The noise did stop, but then started again.

"Mmmph. No." Derek choked.

There was a few moments silence and then Derek's voice came again.

"Is it your mouth?"

"P-pardon?"

"Is it your mouth as well?"

Spencer turned his head away from the receiver and shut his eyes, trying to bore the images out and get a grip.

"Yeah, baby. That's me."

Derek sobbed.

"It's all me. That's me, Spencer."

"Make it stop."

It was Spencer's turn for the tears to flow, and once they began, they seemed endless.

"I can't, Derek. But it'll be fine. It's all fine." Spencer kept his voice relatively calm although his face was streaked with silent tears. "It's your pretty boy doing that. Me." Spencer jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Garcia and Emily was at her side. No matter what, they were going to hear.

"I want it to be you so badly." Came Derek's broken voice.

"It is me, baby." Spencer sniffed and gave up trying to keep quiet. "My hands, my mouth." The hand on his shoulder tightened. "I'm doing it because I love you, Derek. I need you."

"You need me?"

"Always. Who else will protect me?"

The humming noise returned and Spencer had to clap a hand over his mouth to keep from yelling out in frustration when Derek gasped and then whined. It wasn't a happy sound and Spencer didn't want to picture the woman doing what Derek implied she was.

"Stay calm. It's almost done. Just relax. The sooner you relax, the faster it's over."

"I don't want to do this."

"I know, but do it for me. Release for me."

"I c-can't."

"You can. That's me remember?"

"S-Spencer?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you more than anything."

There was a low groan and Spencer bit his lip hard and closed his eyes. He couldn't do it; wouldn't picture it.

His brain was disagreeing, though, and he had to wrench out of Garcia's grasp and walk down the isle and back again fisting his hair. Once he was back he took a deep shuddering breath.

"You did great, babe."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

"Yeah, don't be." Came the woman's voice. "You wanted that."

"You've destroyed me." Derek whispered so low that Spencer had to run it over in his head thee times before understanding what was said. "What more do you want?"

"Say it."

"Say what?"

"Say you love me."

"I don't-"

"You do. Now say it before I shoot you."

"But I don't-"

"I just gave you head, Derek. Do you know how nasty that is? Just admit you love me."

There was a silence. A long and tense silence.

"Say it, Derek." Spencer spoke.

"W-what?"

"Say it. You obviously mean it, just say it."

"But I-"

"She just got you off, Derek You can't deny her anymore. Just tell her."

There was another silence, shorter this time, and he knew that Derek understood what Spencer was doing.

"I love you."

"Do you?" The woman's voice was dripping with triumph. "How do you prove it?"

"I… I don't love Spencer. I don't like men. I love you."

"Ha! I knew it!"

"You were right." Derek continued, but he sounded jaded. "I want you, now. Not him."

"Hear that, doctor?"

"I do." Spencer said, tears still running freely. "He's yours now. We'll call off the search. Goodbye, Derek."

"Bye, Spencer." Derek said blandly.

"Bye!" The woman's voice was peppy and ecstatic.

And then the line went dead.

Ahh! So intense!

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