"There's a little creepy house in a little creepy place

Little creepy town in a little creepy world

Little creepy girl with her little creepy face

Saying funny things that you have never heard

Do you know what it's all about

Are you brave enough to figure out

Know that you could set your world on fire

If you are strong enough to leave your doubts"

- Walking on Air by Kerli

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The foam slowly turned a shade of red as it poured down the shiny metal drain. Bella was still in the corner of te tiled shower, her hand shaking with fury, causing the razor to cut too deep.

She threw it away and reminded herself never to shave her legs when she was upset. She stood up and rinsed the shampoo out of her hair, making a face as the hot water ran down her leg and made her cut burn.

As she wrapped the towel around her body she noticed it was one of those cuts who just wouldn't stop bleeding. It was always worst by the ankle.

The white floor was starting to look like a red batik pattern and she sighed with annoyment, sticking a piece of toilet paper onto the cut so she could at least go get a band-aid, but it bled thorugh. She unlocked the door and stuck her head out.

"Honey?" she called out. "Could you get me a band-aid?"

After a few seconds Spencer approached her and handed her the band-aid, but frowned as he saw the bathroom and opened the door even further.

"What did you do?"

He sounded shocked, and Bella realised it probably looked worse than it was.
"It's just a small cut on my leg" she explained. Spencer grabbed her by the arms and stared down at them. She snatched them back.

"I'm sorry Bella..." he began. She stared at him.
"I can't even believe you'd think that"

He chewed on his bottom lip and looked down.

"I'm really sorry, I over reacted..."

Bella nodded and put on the band-aid.

"I will clean it up, I'm just going to put some clothes on"

Spencer rubbed his eyes with his hands and nodded, letting out a sigh.

"Okay... Do you, uhm, want anything to eat? I was thinking about ordering something"

Bella smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Something I can feed you with" He didn't look like he liked the idea. "Baby, come on, I'm fine" she said.

"No you're not fine, and you know that's the truth as much as I do"

She looked him in the eyes and sighed.

"I don't want things to change because of this"

Spencer shrugged and looked down.

"Maybe we should have that talk today instead"

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Morgan was at the latest crime scene and had just talked to the only witness they had, a dillusional homeless drunk with no relevant facts at all, when Garcia called him.

"Yeah, baby girl"

"I know where he is and he is not in Texas"

"Where is he?" Morgan asked. He heard Garcia type quickly on the keyboard.

"His cellphone has somehow been connected to a transmitter in Texas, which is why I kept seeing his signal there, but he's here, in Virginia"

Morgan closed his eyes and sighed, quietly mumbleing something about 'bastard'.

"Okay, what's the address?"

More typing, before Garcia let out a gasp.

"He's at the youth recreation centre in Barbourville"

Morgan quickly headed towards the car, waving to Prentiss to come withhim.
"I'm on my way, sugar, now you call Hotch and tell him we might need backup"

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Spencer and Bella watched TV in silence, both a little annoyed at the other. Bella wanted to wait until the next day to talk, just to be able to relax a bit and let the past days events sink in. Spencer wanted to talk right there and then, believeing it would do them both good.

Bella looked over at him from where she sat in the corner of the couch. She missed him holding her and she had a unpleasant feeling in the stomach wondering if things would be alright.

"You know what..." she said and stood up. "I'm gonna take the bus home"

Spencer furrowed his brows and stared at her.
"You're what?"

Bella shrugged.
"You don't seem to want me here anyway"

Spencer clenched his jaw and stood up.
"Are you crazy? Your psycho father is out there"

Bella let out a disappointed laugh and shook her head.
"Yeah... The psycho family is loose, right? That's what you think, isn't it? I'm crazy too, right?"

Spencer felt anger build up in him and he wasn't used to that feeling.
"You are crazy if you go out there! For God's sake, Belinda I found you hungover on the floor with a gun pointed at your head today, I'm not in the mood for this"

That made her snap like never before.
"MAYBE IF YOUR DAMN BOSS HADN'T ACCUSED ME OF MURDERING KIDS AND SHOWED ME PICTURES OF THEIR CUT UP BODIES, THINGS WOULD HAVE TURNED OUT DIFFERENT!"

He was actually taken aback by that and he was too shocked to even stop her before she left, slamming the door shut behind her.