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Spencer couldn't stop staring at Aaron Hotchner's mouth.
A day ago, he might have realized this with a flutter in his stomach and slight embarrassment over being so attracted to someone he barely even knew.
As it was, his stomach felt like it was filled with rocks. He felt sick, and exhausted, and terrified at the same time. The instinct to run was still overwhelming but he forced himself to sit still, afraid of what might happen if he didn't. Aaron was at some distance now, probably having realized Spencer had been too terrified to listen with him so close...but he still wasn't far enough away for him to calm down significantly.
In a way, it was ridiculous. He had trusted Aaron with anything but his own life over the past weeks. He'd told him everything, gotten close to him, even slept in his apartment...the thought made him shudder, the implications of it almost distracting enough to make him stop listening again.
The man he'd trusted so easily had turned out to be a killer, if nothing else.
And one with secrets, he couldn't help but add as he listened to Aaron talk about clans, and laws, and some guy named Gideon. The first time the word vampire fell, he nearly slapped his hands over his ears.
Crazy. Crazy. This couldn't be-
He wanted nothing more than to shake his head and call the other a liar, or a lunatic, but the ugly truth was he had him seen him morph into something, some kind of monster with sharp fangs and claws, and supernatural speed and strength. So unless he wanted to consider that he himself was going crazy...
"Spencer, are you alright?" Aaron stopped with his story, looking him over worriedly. Still disturbingly alike the man he'd come to know.
Spencer would have scoffed had he dared to. No, he wasn't alright. All of this new information was overwhelming him, turning his whole world upside down. Not just Aaron...but Derek...Derek supposedly being something other as well...and the notion that David Rossi was some supernatural clan boss who would be hunting him with his army of monsters from now on...provided he got out of the fangs of the one he was currently with.
Spencer felt tears rise to his eyes again. A large part of him still fought the idea that Aaron, good, sweet, gentle Aaron would hurt him in any way. But then, three hours ago he would not have thought him capable of ripping out someone's throat with his teeth either...
"Whats going to happen now?" he asked shakily, already afraid of the answer.
He didn't bother questioning any of the details of Aaron's story, there was no way to further prove them -or at least no way he wanted to inexperience. Plus, he was worried that if he thought too hard about vampires and werewolves, he might lose it again.
Aaron watched him a suffering look still, his dark eyes lingering on his trembling lips and then his fingers. For a moment, it seemed like he wanted to apologize again, or even reach out maybe but Spencer tensed and no one moved.
"I don't know," Aaron finally said glumly, "I need to talk to Gideon. Explain. There's still hope he might...understand, and give us support. If he doesn't...we'll have to leave here quickly, without leaving a trace."
Spencer felt his stomach turn yet again.
Leave? What did he mean, leave?
He made it sound like Spencer would agree to just leave behind his whole life to go somewhere with a supernatural creature of the night...
"But," he couldn't keep his voice from cracking, as hard as he tried, "Penny, and D-Derek...I have to find them, they're in danger, too. And I have classes...and my mom-"
If possible, Aaron's expression sank even further at that, guilt mixing with determination. "I'm sorry, Spencer. There is just no other way that you'll be safe. I'll bring you somewhere far away, somewhere they won't ever be able to find you."
Ever? That sounded like-
"No!" As terrified as he was about possibly pushing the other man, or make him angry, he couldn't stop the word from flying from his lips, panic rising in his chest. He shook his head, desperate, "No, I'm not going anywhere...I-I don't want to..."
He could barely keep himself from adding that he wouldn't go anywhere with Aaron, but judging by the man's expression it seemed clear anyway.
"I'm so sorry," he shook his head again, pained instead of angry, "I will try everything to fix this, Spencer...but there might not be a choice."
'You might not have a choice.'
Spencer shivered again; he wanted to scream, and thrash, and run, and fight, but he couldn't move, frozen like a mouse in the cage of a snake. He doubted he'd get far if he tried anyway, and the thought of trying and being grabbed again-
"Please," he whispered despite already knowing better, "please, Aaron...I'm scared...I just want to g-go-"
He didn't even know where. Just...away...
The hurt on the dark-haired man's face was clearly visible, but despite that and more guilt, he never lost that air of determination.
"This is the safest place you can be right now, Spencer."
Spencer almost wanted to laugh at that. He didn't feel anywhere near safe.
Aaron's fingers clenched in the sheets. "I...understand your tension... I can only tell you again that I would never harm you. I hope in time you'll believe that again." His eyes softened slightly, "I care about you deeply Spencer. I'm only trying to protect you."
Spencer looked away, not bothering to wipe the tears welling up.
What a nice way of telling someone they were essentially a prisoner.
Prisoner to a vampire.
He subconsciously rubbed his neck.
If Aaron noticed he didn't say anything, his expression and focus never shifting.
"Maybe..." he said after a while, "you'll be more at ease after you've met the people who live here."
Spencer's head snapped up, heart missing a beat. There were others here?
Again, short but at least we're getting somewhere. Now, I'd be thrilled to find out what you think about this. what do you think will/should happen now? Any suggestion for later on in the story? I'd love to hear them. Thanks!