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"Say what you want to say and let the words fall out, honestly I want to see you be brave"

~Sara Bareilles

Elizabeth woke up wrapped in Spencer's arms when her phone went off. She leaned over him and answered, "Hello?"

"Hi, Princess we got another body you and boy wonder need to get to the station." Dave says on the other side of the phone.

"Okay we'll be there soon." Elizabeth hung up and tried to get up but Spencer tightened his grip on her waist. "Spence, babe we have to go there was another body."

Spencer groaned and Elizabeth kissed him "Fine I'm up." He gets up, as Elizabeth get's dressed. She walks out wearing a black pants and white shirt and one of his black sweaters that she happened to snag from him.

"Thank you for staying up with me last night." Elizabeth said as he was getting dressed.

"You know most victims' of trauma nightmares go away within two years." Spencer replied.

"Great one more year of never getting normal amounts of sleep." Elizabeth sighed as Spencer came out fully clothed holding out his hand for her to take.

She took it and Spencer gave it a comforting squeeze. "I love you."

"I love you too." Elizabeth replied with a small smile as they walked to the elevator. The ride to the crime scene was silent but their hands were intertwined and the couple found it comforting.

When they arrived at the scene Spencer and Elizabeth met up with the others and they saw the overkill in the girl. "She never had a chance." Elizabeth whispered more to herself.

"He's getting closer to his target." Hotch said observing the body.

"He is confident enough to reach his target as soon as tonight is my best bet." Elizabeth added standing up and looking at where the body was dumped.

"We aren't sure of that." JJ countered.

Elizabeth didn't turn to look at the team she was focused on something but argued, "Well, since on the fourth victim my stalker took me I think I have a good idea." She turned around and saw the teams concerning looks, "Besides look we are in an alley and look what's directly behind me." She pointed to a billboard with a woman smiling that looked like the latest victims and the ones previous, her name written in bold print.

Sylvia Gomez

Alex went to a private spot to call Garcia and get information on the woman and if she had a possessive spouse or boyfriend. The coroner picked up the body and took the morgue and Elizabeth walked over to JJ. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lash out at you."

JJ gave a smile, "It's okay but you know if you want to talk about what's happened you know you can talk to us. Keeping it in isn't healthy. Trust me I know." Elizabeth gave her a confused look, "When I was younger my sister, committed suicide and I kept it in for so long that I snapped on a case that involved suicides and that's when I told Hotch my story. It felt good not to hide it anymore ya know." Elizabeth gave her blonde friend a hug and smiled.

"Thank you, JJ,"

Alex came back, "Sylvia was married and he was overly protective and she filed for divorced. His name is Jack Gomez he lives a few miles north of here."

The team files in to the two suvs and head over to the Unsubs house. The Unsub had his wife at gunpoint in his living room.

Garcia gave Hotch the home phone and calls the house. "Hello?"

"Jack Gomez this is Agent Hotchner from the FBI we have you surrounded please come out with Sylvia."

"No bring someone inside. Bring the girl that's next to you. The red head." Hotch looked and saw Elizabeth look at the window.

"If you don't She dies." Jack hung up and Hotch formed a tight line with his mouth.

"What?"

"He wants Lizzie to go in." Elizabeth nodded.

"Okay Tell me what to do." Elizabeth said.

"Don't go in with your gun at the ready go with it in the holster we will find a perimeter and block him in." Elizabeth nods and starts walking to the front door.

"Hotch, what is she doing?" Spencer asks approaching him as she sees his girlfriend walking in.

"She's going to negotiate." Hotch responded he looked at the young doctor, "She can handle this Reid.

Spencer sighed, "I hope you're right."

"So sick of wasting all my time How in gods name did I survive? I need a little sympathy To sore my insecurities"

~Panic! At the Disco

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