Disclaimer: Still not mine, still belongs to CBS, and if Matthew Grey Gubler worked for me interesting things would still happen!

Phe stood and gripped the knife tighter. And then she felt it. She was about to pass out from loss of blood. NO, I have to hold on just a little longer. She told herself. But she couldn't . Phe collapsed.

X

They pulled into the man's driveway and they rushed out. Hotch pounded on the door and yelled "Mr. Gray this is the FBI! Open up!" The man did not open the door. Eric pushed Hotch out of the way, and he threw his shoulder at the door, knocking it off the hinges. They rushed in. Eric and Reid broke off to find Thomas Gray. They did. Eric threw him against the wall and pressed his for-arm against hid throat. He was choking him. "Were is she?" Reid demanded. "I don't know what you're talking about." He said. Eric pinned the man against the table, pulling one of his arms behind him. The man yelped. Eric had dislocated his shoulder. "Were is she?" Eric asked. His voice was barely above a whisper, but it was terrifying.

JJ and Emily checked the bathroom. Emily pulled back the current. "Morgan!" JJ yelled. He rushed in. "We got." She said smiling. Emily was checking her pulse. "Go find Reid." She said.

Eric was still interrogating the man when Hotch and Morgan came in. "JJ and Emily found her." Hotch told them. "IS she alright?" They both asked at the same time. "She's unconscious but she's ok." They both rushed out of the room leaving the lunatic for Hotch and Morgan.

When JJ and Emily saw Reid and Eric they moved out of the way. "Paramedics are on their way." JJ said. "Help me move her." Eric said to Reid. They lifted her and moved onto the couch to make her more comfortable. Reid was kneeling beside her stroking her hair. "Oh, God Phe what have you gotten yourself into?" Her father asked. "Spencer." Reid turned to look at her father. "I'm so sorry I always give you such a hard time. But I'm really glad my daughter found you. I know you don't need it, but you have my blessing Son." He told him. Spencer smiled. "Thank you." He said.

X

Phe woke up in a hospital bed an hour later. "Spencer." She whispered. "I'm here," He said. "You called my dad?" she asked. "Yeah." She turned her head and looked at her father. "Hi, Phe." He said. "Hi, dad" She said. She sat up. "Phe you should be laying down." Reid protested. "I'm fine." She said. "You have a concussion." He told her. "What else?" She asked. "You sprained your ankle, and you have a 9 inch gash on your stomach." Reid told her. "Did we get him?" She asked. "Of course." Her father said. "Your dad dislocated his shoulder. It was actually pretty cool!" Reid said. It was clear that he now looked up to Phe's dad. "Did you really need to do that?" Phe asked. "Yes!" He said.



The rest of the team came in. JJ put a bouquet of flowers on the table. "Hey." Phe said. Garcia rushed over and hugged her. "Garcia, Garcia. Your hurting my stomach." Phe said. "I'm sorry." She said. Morgan wrapped his arms around her. "It's great to see that your alright." Emily said. Jack walked over to the side of her bed. "Hi Jack." She said. "Hi, Phe. I made you a get well soon card." He handed her the card. "Thank you, Jack. I love it."She said.

"Oh, Phe thank Rossi. He donated blood." Her father told her. "Thanks Rossi." She said. Phe was a little surprised. She never thought Rossi liked her very much. She liked Hotch better. When she was a kid and hanging out in her father's office she always talked to Hotch. He was closer to her age and he was really funny. It was clear things had changed. She wasn't a rebellious teen, and he wasn't the happy-go-lucky agent he once was. "We should let you get some rest." JJ said. "Oh, I wasn't sure when you could get out of here, so I brought some of your cloths." She put a neatly folded pile of cloths beside the flowers. "Thanks JJ." She said. The team left. "Well I have to get Rossi to let me room with him for the night. I'll see you later, Phe." Eric kissed her forehead and left the room. "Bye Dad." She said.

Reid sat on the side of her bed. "Hey baby." She said. "Hey, sweetie." He kissed her. "Do you know how worried you made?" He asked. "Sorry." She said. "Hey, guess what?" He said. "What?" She asked. "Your dad gave us his blessing and he called me Son." Phe threw her arms around him. "That's great!" She squalled. She leaned back against the pillow. "Phe I was thinking. Your injured and you shouldn't be walking. Why don't we got out of her early? We can spend a little time together, before we have to go back work. What do you think?" He asked. "That's not a bad idea."