The Bodyguard
Criminal minds fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal minds or it's characters but these story lines and Emma Frost are completely mine
Theme Music: Undisclosed desire by Muse. / Save me by Shinedown / Again by Flyleaf / Check Yes, Juliet by We The Kings / I don't care by Fall out boy / Start All over by Miley Cyrus / Fly by Hilary Duff / Jars By Chevelle / Don't cry your heart out by Amy Diamond / SOS by Jordin Sparks / I don't believe you by P!nk
Chapter Thirty-eight:
Spencer writhers in pain, tears staining his face for he had been in this position before. Tied to a chair, straps holding him down, and his body too weak to fight whatever she put in him to make him this dizzy. Whirling, the whole room was spinning and he couldn't get himself to feel stable in the least. Everything felt like jelly against his skin, or maybe it was his skin that was Jelly.
"Hello Dr. Reid… sorry about the ropes, just a precaution" Spencer jumped in his skin. Whirling, the world made him nauscious but his eyes focused on the fuzzy form coming toward him. "The sedatives should calm down soon, I didn't think cat sedatives were that effective"
"Ida?" Spencer groaned, watching the red head kneeling in front of him, smiling in his direction. His mouth was almost slack and he couldn't feel his tongue but he forced himself to focus. To see her face clearly as she washed off his arms of the dust and paint.
"You're really an interesting person to paint, Not really my style but I do like colors other than red" She pulled out a painting and put it on his lap so he could see. He was painted in a field, his hand holding another hand and a giant smile on his face. It was a brilliant painting and if it weren't from a sociopath he would and complimented her.
That, and if it wasn't Emma in the painting holding his hand. She was smiling, holding his hand and pulling him along. Pain shot through his chest as the whole scene set in. Emma was furious by now, if she cared atleast. He hoped she was furious and trying to strangle Kat or trying to figure out where Spencer was.
Because if she was angry with him being gone, that meant she still cared for him.
"Well, Dr. Reid what do you like about being in my small little town. It's trying to build out but it's still gorgeous don't you think?" Ida went on chattering. He looked to her as she began to paint again. It looked like a mess of paint until her strokes began to make shape. This time it was a girl, just the outline.
"It's nice, but I'm not getting good memories" He sighed, trying to play along. Maybe the team would catch her before she killed him to finish her collection. But then that wouldn't fit her pattern. He wasn't a girl, he wasn't rich or pretty like the women were, and she would have killed him by now.
"I know, this town can drive you crazy, but the best part is getting out of it, I promise, it always is better once you leave… this place may bring a person down, but it keeps the down part of you as you leave, trust me" She smiled at him.
Spencer scrunched his brow, looking at her smile like a happy teenager who just got complimented, not a homicidal girl who killed girls then painted with their blood. This girl should be sick and twisted, yet she seemed completely normal.
"Ida, can I ask… what made you paint with all these reds?"
"It's my favorite color, it was my sisters favorite color too" She explained and suddenly her smile disappated. Spencer felt a shudder of pain shoot through him as he saw her face, because it was the same face Emma had on her face when she said that her friend had died in the war, or that her mother was mentally ill. A look of utter pain and the loss of a friend/family member, knowing they wouldn't be there and things wouldn't be the same.
"I'm sorry…Is that why you choose these women? They remind you of her?" Ida scoffed and shook her head, a smile coming back to her lips. Spencer couldn't understand this girl, why was she still upset but smiling again. It was like when someone tells a joke to you when you're crying, to make you smile but you're still crying. Spencer wanted to talk to her, but she just smiled and walked over to him. She kept silent as she helped him to his feet and led him to the window, tying his one hand to a bar on the construction building's window, and sat him back down in the chair.
"No, I loved my sister, they remind me of her friends… who let her die"
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"Emma, calm down" Emily whispered, looking at Hotch who was laying on a hospital bed. Derek was in with the doctor, getting his stitches done. Emma, however, was pacing the hall, arms thrown this way or that, kicking walls and yelling at nurses. That's when Hotch woke up, jumping in his skin. He had stitches on his forehead, like Derek, and was knocked unconscious. Kat was no where to be seen
"It's probably best that she's not… leave Emma alone, she'll be fine when she finds Spence" JJ whispered to Emily as they went into see Hotch.
Emma was about ready to pull out her hair. How could that boy be caught again! No wonder they called her in, the boy was the kidnapped loser 24/7. The loser that she wanted to rescue, hold in her arms and call him names then kiss and ask if they could go back to where they were.
So what, he didn't love her! He probably just wasn't sure what he felt! He was probably just trying to figure things out and she said it too soon. So why did he have to get himself kidnapped.
"The minute I get you back…" She whispered to herself, looking to the clock then her half broken cell phone, "The second I get you back…" She sighed, turning and marching after the two other girls. The second she got him back in her arms, she would do two things. Ask if they could go back to the way they were, and drop kick Kat down a flight of stairs by "accident".
"Hotch, you okay, Doctor say's you're good to go if you don't show signs of a concussion" Emily explained. He nodded.
"My head hurts but I feel fine…Emma…" He looked to Emma who was clenching her fists and looking at him with a hurt expression. "I'm sorry… something, Ida… she jumped us."
"I don't blame you Hotch… just tell me where I can find him" Emma explained, closing her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she tried to keep her calm. She didn't blame Hotch, she knew she never could because it wasn't their job or their faults. It wasn't her job but now she knew it was her Fault. If she hadn't opened her big mouth in the first place, she would still be attached to Spencer at the hip and that would have never happened.
"I don't know, all I remember is walking out to the car and then there was this sharp pain on my head and Spencer was yelling at someone and a gun shot went off"
Everyone went silent and looked to Emma who went pale.
Gunshot? Her heart skipped a beat as she thought of the possibility of Spencer being shot. No!
"NO!" She exclaimed and burst from the spot. Emily chased after her as JJ and Hotch watched the two before getting to their feet. Hotch quickly pulled on his clothes and pulled the needles from his arms before following after JJ, who was behind Emily, who was trying to catch up to Emma who was running and break neck speed.
"She's insane!" JJ exclaimed, putting her hands on her knees while panting, standing at the stairway looking to Emma leaping off the bottom and disappear outside of the hospital, Emily close in persuit.
"She's in love" Hotch corrected, looking to JJ. JJ looked to Hotch who straightened his jacket and pulled his phone. Turning it on, he watched the screen, hoping to find the girl would call.
"What are you-" Hotch put a hand to JJ's mouth as the phone suddenly went off. Pulling it to his ear he answered.
"Hello?"
"We're at 37 Oaks street, the big white construction building, 5th floor, take the stairs, the elevator is broken"
Author's notes: I want to thank Ida-J the most for giving me this Villain idea! Thank you SupernaturalfreakisSG-1fan20, native-kitten, heyya15965, Ida-J, AnnabelleLee13194, I_Philosoraptor, LoveforPenandDerek, 68luvcarter, redblackroses23 and hiei2828 for your reviews.
Okie Dokie, I wanna thank Ida-J for the awesome banner she made me for this story, http :// i43(dot)tinypic(dot)com/28jxqc9(dot)jpg (Take out the (dot) and replace them with dots and take out the space between the http and the :// and there you go. And this made me wonder. I'm going to start a Banner contest for this story and the prizes are:
-You get a personal shotout here, with the link to your banner,
-comments on all your stories from me (Okay, 2/3's for those of you who have 20+ stories)
-And your story will be advertised at the bottom of this Fanfic until it's finished (Or 10 more, which ever comes first)
Rules:
-No nude pictures!
-Your Banner MUST be made by you with any reasources you have
-You must PM me your banner here, (Tinypic /Imageshack are always the best image uploaders)
-You have until The Update of Chapter 40 to submit it (Any after that won't be in the contest but you'll still get a shout out when I show all the cool banners!)
Okay now if you're wondering the closest celeb to Emma has to be Zooey deschanel, but you are free to use anyone you believe looks like Emma to you, but that's only if you want to put people on the banner.
Now that that's over, I'm sorry for the long wait, I'm working on my Mole Project for Chemistry and AP English and German, it's getting rough being close to the end of the year.
Okay, I also have a fictionpress account, the same as this With-Love-The-Author, and on there are two original stories I'm working on. Blood Fiction is by far my favorite of the two. If you like this series, I think you will enjoy that one but it's not nessicarily realistic, it has a supernatural twist and the plots are almost polar but it's written the same way. If you want to read it or just know what it's about, PM me. I just started it and will update it parrallel to updating this story.
Once again, sorry for the long wait for an Update, with school being so hectic and guard and whatnot, it'll be a few days inbetween posts, but I promise I will post and won't die. I have And thank you anyone who just reads this, i'm really proud of this story and hope that you enjoy it. But I would love to hear from all my readers, comments, concerns, the works! =)
With Love,
The Author.