Someone ask about Chloe's puking last chapter, wondering if she was pregnant. The answer is no. She puked only because she was disturbed.

Chapter 13

Chloe hugged Riley close, comforted by the large dog. Spencer was behind her, his arms holding her close. The room was dark and their home was quiet but Chloe couldn't sleep. She had seen worse in her life, but the image of the bleeding dove and the blood covered roses was burned into her mind and she just didn't want to close her eyes.

She didn't fight when Spencer had said that they should head back to Virginia, she didn't really say anything as they packed. Spencer had called the local cops and had them come pick up the flower box, but he kept the card that had been slipped into Chloe's purse. Chloe's stomach was still protesting when the police officer had arrived so Spencer let her hide in the bathroom. As soon as the officer had left Chloe was ready to go, Spencer didn't argue.

"There are agents posted in front of the house, the team will be over first thing in the morning. You're safe." Spencer whispered, pulling Chloe closer.

"I wish I could believe that." Chloe uncurled her arm from around Riley and turned over, huddling against Spencer's chest. "He knew our hotel in New York, he knew about the wedding. He slipped that card into my purse."

"I will protect you." Spencer said, dropping a kiss onto Chloe's forehead.

"But who will protect you?" Chloe asked.

"This guy isn't after me, we've seen it before. If he tries anything, it will be aimed at you." Spencer said.

"That doesn't make me feel any better." Chloe whispered.

"Trust me, Chlo, I won't let this man anywhere near you." Spencer said.

"I do trust you." Chloe whispered. "You are brilliant and I know you will catch him, I'm just scared of what he'll do in the mean time. I don't want anything or anyone to get hurt because of me."

"If anything does happen to anyone or anything it is because the man after you is disturbed and probably in need of mental help. You have no fault in this, you are a victim." Spencer said.

"I don't know if I can sleep right now." Chloe sighed, sitting up. Riley sat up quickly, eyes watching Chloe closely. "I'm going to take a bath, you get some sleep." Chloe forced a smile before grabbing her iPod and getting out of bed, Riley following.

Riley laid down next to the tub, his eyes following as Chloe plugged in her iPod and turned on some soft music. Chloe stopped up the tub and started to run the water, sighing as it became the perfect temperature as it ran over her fingers. She walked over to the counter and grabbed a lighter along with some candles, she lit them and inhaled deeply, the smell of eucalyptus and spearmint calming her quickly. She left the candles on the counter instead of setting them around the tub, deciding it would be safer for Riley. Chloe saw that the tub was about full so she unbuttoned the shirt, of Spencer's, she was wearing and tied her hair up.

Chloe moaned softly as she slipped into the warm water, her muscles relaxing. She stretched her legs, pointing her toes and concentrating on how good it felt to flex and relax her muscles over and over, it almost becoming a compulsion. She shut her eyes and continued the movements, letting it distract her from everything else that was keeping her awake. She moved on from her lower legs to her upper legs and pelvic muscles, taking deeper and deeper breaths to help her calm down. She had worked through her legs, pelvis, core and legs, continually flexing and relaxing the muscles, enjoying how her skin and muscles seemed to tingle as the blood coursed through her now relaxed body. As she finished the breathing routine her mind seemed to empty and Chloe embraced the emptiness, needing to be alone, even from her thoughts.

"You are so beautiful." Chloe literally jumped at the voice, water splashing all over the place. She eyed the strange man standing in the doorway to her bathroom and wanted to scream.

"Spencer!" Chloe screamed, hugging her knees to her chest, trying to hide.

"Scream as much as you want, him and your dog aren't coming." The man tossed two hypodermic needles down on the floor, and that was the first time she noticed that Riley had left. "Rohypnol is quite effective. And it's amazing what a cop can get away with too. Storage lockers filled with drugs for the taking." The man walked into the room and Chloe was shocked that she knew the him.

"Kyle?" Chloe whispered.

"Yes, love, it's me." Kyle leaned forward, his black hair falling in front of his green eyes. His face seemed hard and rigid, but his eyes seemed to sparkle with some unspoken desire. "My dad was upset to hear that you had to leave before you could go to dinner and the show. He had had a special treat for you at Sardi's." Kyle leaned in and ran a finger down Chloe's cheek. "But you know, I did tell you not to marry him."

"Why?" Chloe whispered. She had known Kyle her entire life, but he had always seemed to ignore her. "You never noticed me."

"Oh, and how wrong was I." Kyle said. "It wasn't until I saw you at that club, singing, did I finally know we were meant to be together. You would have known too, but he had to show up. I bet he was the reason you didn't really accept my drink."

"But I did." Chloe tried quickly.

"Don't lie to me!" Kyle yelled, backhanding Chloe across the face.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Chloe whispered, trying to pull further away from Kyle.

"I'm not doing any of this to you." Kyle grabbed Chloe's wrists and pulled her up and out of the tub. Chloe tripped and stumbled head first into a full length mirror. Chloe collapsed onto the floor, feeling shards of the glass embed into her skin. "If you would have just dumped him, we could have been together." Kyle said, grabbing Chloe by the upper arm and hauling her up. "But it's too late for us to play coy, I knew I needed to come and get you." Kyle smiled and Chloe gulped.

"Please, I love Spencer." Chloe started.

"You don't know what you're saying." Kyle hissed, shaking Chloe roughly. He then pulled her close, his hand circling around the back of Chloe's neck and squeezing tightly. "You belong to me." Kyle said, forcing a kiss onto Chloe's lips.

"I promise, if you leave now, we won't press any charges, this will all just disappear." Chloe begged, trying her hardest to push Kyle away.

"Stop it." Kyle barked, yanking Chloe forward by her neck. Chloe flinched, feeling like finger shaped bruises were already forming on her neck. He shoved Chloe towards the closet. "Get dressed."

Chloe walked towards the closet, silently thanking Rob and Spencer for their paranoid tendencies. She slowly walked into the closet, trying to act as normal as possible. As soon as she crossed the threshold she grabbed the door and slammed it shut, pressing the button next to the door that activated the electromagnetic lock and triggered a silent security alarm.

"Open the door!" Kyle yelled, pounding on the door. Chloe backed up, continuing to stare at the door. Rob had told her that, barring a missal, nothing could get through that door; but as she stood there watching the door and listening to Kyle's yelling and pounding, Chloe was still terrified.

Even though Chloe knew she was safe, she still felt jumpy as she turned her back to the door and dug through the rack of clothes, trying to find the security panel. She pressed and held the 5 and waited for the panel to swing out. She grabbed Spencer's extra gun, not even checking to make sure the gun was loaded.

Chloe sunk to the floor, backing herself into a corner, the gun pointed straight at the door. Kyle continued to yell, but Chloe didn't catch what he was saying. There were thuds against the door, and then silence. Chloe released a long held breath, just to scream when she heard a gun go off and shots hitting the metal door.

Silence fell and it made Chloe more on edge. Without a watch or clock Chloe didn't know how long she sat in the back corner of the closet, hugging her legs close, gun held tightly in her hands. Cuts on her arms, knees, shins and feet started to sting and the drying water on her skin caused her to start shivering. She was sitting on Spencer's half of the closet so she pulled down one of his sweaters, carefully slipping it on while continuing to watch the door and aim the gun.

"Chloe." Someone said softly, the tone of voice muffled, Chloe couldn't even tell the gender.

"Who's there?" Chloe asked, not moving from her corner.

"VPD. The house is clear, you can come out." The person said

"Is the BAU here?" Chloe called.

"They have been called, are on their way." The person explained.

"I'm not coming out until they get here." Chloe slowly stood up, lowering the gun to her side. She did feel less nervous, but she couldn't bring herself to leave the safe room without fully knowing it was safe for her on the outside.

While she waited for Spencer's team to arrive Chloe gained more confidence. She walked over to the dresser and slipped on a pair of panties. She leaned back against the wall, purposefully hiding behind the dresser. She let the gun rest on top of the dresser, looking very out of place next to the jewelry boxes and a few of Spencer's ties.

"Chloe." A soft voice called, after a knock on the closet door. "It's JJ."

"Oh thank God." Chloe whispered. "JJ, I need you to have all the VPD cops leave, or at least stay down in the kitchen with someone from the BAU." Chloe called. She bit her lip and listen to the hushed voices coming from the other side of the door.

"Chloe, it's Hotch, JJ is taking care of the local cops. It's just Emily, Morgan, Rossi and I." Chloe took a deep breath at Hotchner's words. She walked over to the door and punched a code in and heard the door locks disengage. She opened the door and suddenly felt like an internal thread had been pulled and that she was falling apart. She saw the shattered glass all over the floor, along with small pools of blood. What she hadn't expected was that the mirror above the counter had also been smashed, along with the shower stall.

"What happened?" Chloe didn't seem to put everything together as she stepped out of the carpeted closet, the first step she took landing on a large shard of glass. "Agh." Chloe called, her knee buckling.

"You need shoes." Morgan said, grabbing Chloe quickly, before she fell, and picking her up. He carried her out of the bathroom and set her down on the bed, where Spencer was still laying.

"That doesn't look good." Emily grimaced as she looked at the shard of glass in the bottom of Chloe's foot. "Should we take out the glass?"

"We should take her to the ER, let a doctor do it." Rossi piped up.

"I'm not leaving Spencer." Chloe said quickly. "If I need stitches then I'll call Shannon." Emily nodded and took out her cell phone, walking away.

"Chloe, you got to tell us what happened last night. And why didn't you want Virginia police here?" Morgan said.

"He's a cop." Chloe whispered. "We gave the cops, watching the house, our security code so they could use our bathroom." Chloe moved over to where Spencer was laying, trying to reassure herself that he was still alive. "I was taking a bath, trying to relax when he just showed up."

"Did you get his name?" Rossi asked.

"Kyle Wolf. His father and my grandfather were really close, I've known Kyle my entire life." Chloe said. "The night of our first date I was singing at a club, Spencer surprised me. But while we were talking this guy had sent me a drink. I thought it was just some cocky guy, but it was Kyle." Chloe said, eyes glued on Spencer, running fingers through his hair. "My mom and his dad must talk four times a week. Last year, with everything with Able, Spencer made me update VPD on where ever I was staying."

"Explains most things, what about his access to the VA?" Rossi asked.

"He got a general discharge from the Navy. Apparently there was some misconduct in his unit and he plead, he was close to a dishonorable. I never got the details, but I've seen him around the VA so he must still have some privileges." Chloe shrugged.

"Hey, I found these two shut downstairs." Emily said as she walked back into the room, Tonks was in her arms and Riley was running ahead of her, already on the stairs.

"Oh, Riley Rocket." Chloe smiled as Riley jumped onto the bed and shoved his face into Chloe's. Chloe wrapped her arms around the dog, and hugged him close, burying her face into the fur on his neck. Tonks soon joined the hug, working her way onto Chloe's lap.

"Someone call for a doctor." Shannon walked into the room, a baby car seat in one hand a backpack slung over his shoulder.

"We'll leave you to it." Hotch said, instructing his team out of the room.

"Thanks for coming so fast." Chloe said, letting Riley go. Riley walked over and laid next to Spencer, Tonks moved off Chloe's lap but stayed close by.

"I heard you stepped on glass." Shannon stopped and looked into the bathroom. "What the hell?"

"Fix the foot and I'll talk." Chloe sighed, stretching out her leg, the bottom of her foot towards the end of the bed.

"What's with sleeping beauty?" Shannon asked as he set Cassy, in her car seat, down on the bed, Cassy fast asleep.

"My stalker broke in and decided it'd be fun to roofie my husband before he tried to kidnap me." Chloe sighed. "I was taking a bath and he pulled me out. I stumbled into a mirror. I ran into my closet that Spencer had had made into a mini panic room. When I came out a lot more glass was smashed and I accidentally stepped on a piece."

"Oh, Chloe, are you ok?" Shannon asked, looking up over Chloe's foot.

"Yeah, I'm dealing. Suddenly thanking God for Spencer's paranoia." Chloe smirked. "Are you going to have to amputate?" Chloe joked nodding towards her foot.

"Well, the glass is preventing it from bleeding, but I don't know how deep it goes, so when I take it out I'll see whether you'll need full on stitches or if I can get away with medical grade superglue. From the cuts on your shins and knees I'm guessing I'll have more cuts to clean than just this one." Shannon said.

"Could never get anything past you." Chloe winked.

"I'm going to go raid your kitchen and linen closet for supplies. Your dog better not eat my daughter." Shannon joked before jogging down the short stairs and out of the room. Chloe looked over her shoulder and smiled, Riley was peeking over the car seat, sniffing Cassy from a few inches away.

When Shannon came back, Morgan was following behind him, both of them had their arms full. Chloe saw a large stack of towels of every size, two stacked bowls -one of which was filled with water-, a tray and chair.

"It'll be easier to get at your cut if you lay on your stomach." Shannon said, setting up the tray and bowls before rolling up his sleeves. Chloe nodded and rolled onto her stomach, pulling up a pillow to lay, her head to the side to keep an eye on Cassy.

"It would actually be easier for you. I can't see the needle this way, so I won't freak out." Chloe said.

"Oh, you know me so well." Shannon explained. "I'm going to remove this piece of glass. It's going to hurt. Just breathe."

"Go quickly." Chloe said, hugging the pillow tightly. Chloe concentrated on not pulling her foot away, her nerves seeming to grow through the shard of glass, and just Shannon's touch on it made her want to pull away.

"Shall I count?" Shannon asked.

"Just do-OW!" Chloe almost screamed, Shannon pulling the shard out in the middle of her sentence. "Holy crap." Chloe gasped, tears falling down her cheeks from the sudden shock of pain.

"I got most of it." Shannon said.

"Most?" Chloe croaked, feeling something press against her foot, pain shooting up her leg.

"There are a few pieces left, but now that it's bleeding it'll be harder to see." Shannon said.

"I hate you." Chloe said, feeling Shannon bend her leg up so her foot was above her knee.

"Such abuse." Shannon scoffed. Chloe kept silent, feeling Shannon lower her leg, a rough terry cloth replacing the soft feel of her comforter. "Did they catch the guy, at least?" Shannon asked, wiping at the bottom of Chloe's foot.

"No." Chloe said while wincing. "I ran and hid in the closet and he must have ran off after smashing the shower." Chloe said, feeling Shannon start to poke at her foot. "Fuck!"

"Would you rather me stitch you up with glass pieces left inside and let them get infected?" Shannon said, followed by a soft dropping sound.

"You know this is painful, I think I'm allowed a little leniency with my language." Chloe groaned. "And my stalker is a cop, and Billy's son."

"Damn, who is going to tell Billy?" Shannon said.

"I don't even want to think about that. He's like a second dad to my mom." Chloe said.

"Does that mean your uncle wants you?" Shannon asked, quickly plucking out a shard of glass from Chloe's foot.

"Ow." Chloe yelped. "You're gross, by the way."

"Maybe, but your foot is clean." Shannon said. At the same time Cassy started to squirm, small cries breaking through the silence. "Time for a bottle." Shannon said, lifting Chloe's foot so it once again was above her knee, sticking a pad of gauze on top of the wound and wrapping it with tape. "I'm going to go make Cassy a bottle, enjoy your break, I'll do the stitches after Cassy's fed."

Shannon picked up the child seat and set it on the floor, picking up Cassy out of it, her quieting while settling in Shannon's arms.

"If anyone asks, tell them I kind of want a few minutes alone." Chloe said, pushing herself up the bed to lay next to Spencer.