A/N okay so whats to happen in this chapter is a look into a bit of what's going on with Spencer's life, mainly with school. I'm sorry if it sucks….it's the best i could do.

I suffered severe WRITERS BLOCK with this chapter….this is what i managed to retrieve from the creative side of my mind :)

oh and later in the chapter….i didn't mean to make Emily sound like a creepy stalker….I mean it to sound like a concerned mother.

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Chapter two: Can't get him off my mind.

Emily stood near the back of the living room watching as little Henry opened his gifts one by one. She smiled as he slowly ripped open the colourful wrapping paper.

Everyone else was seated around in chairs and on couches. All the children sat on the floor eager for Henry to open the presents they got him.

The only one standing aside from Emily was Aaron, who had his arm around her waist.

Emily let out a deep breath she was holding and laid her head on Aaron's shoulder. He looked down at her with a half smile on his face. He brought his head down near her ear and whispered,

"Hey, you okay?" This caused Emily to look up, she slowly nodded to him.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She responded looking back down to the cluster of kids.

"You sure? You've seemed a bit distant this afternoon?" He asked before kissing her head.

"Don't worry I'm fine, just a bit tired that's all." Emily didn't necessarily lie, although she didn't really tell the full truth either.

She was in fact tired for she spent half the night up with Ryan her four year old daughter who had been having constant nightmares ever since she got a hold of Emily and Aaron's case files in their shared office.

The part she didn't tell him was that her mind kept wandering back to the little boy at the church that morning. She kept thinking about how he sat there alone, and when he left the church how scared he looked.

The image of the lanky boy sitting with his folded hands in his lap and his feet swinging below him had been on her mind all morning and afternoon. She didn't know why it had bothered her so much, it just didn't sit right with her.

Maybe it was her motherly instincts or her using her profiling skills with out even knowing it, but she sensed that something was off about his behaviour.

The boy looked sad. He didn't look at anyone, let alone speak to them. She remembered he either watched his shoes or the colourful windows. Emily wanted to go over and ask him where his parents were, she wanted to know why he had been there alone.

She couldn't bring herself to look past this. She wouldn't look past this.

As for the time being, Emily couldn't do much with the issue. She needed to learn more about this boy, if he went to school, if he had a home, a bed to sleep in.

She just had to know.

Meanwhile…

Spencer dashed below the bushes into the small tunnel he made which only he could fit in. He was sure no one saw him, he didn't see anyone else outside.

After crawling his way through the tunnel, Spencer met the light shinning through the tree tops that clustered behind the house's there.

He stood up at his 3 foot height and brushed the dirt off his knees and hands. Spencer then looked around to make sure no one was in the back yard, including the giant scary dog that was sometimes chained out there.

Spencer didn't see anyone so he quickly took off down the somewhat of a dirt path which passed behind the row of different sized houses.

He didn't live close to the church, so he had a ways to go. Spencer had already been running for a good 20 minutes, not stopping once for a break.

Spencer knew that if he didn't get home soon bad things would happen. He already spent to long at the church, it was almost noon, the time his mother needed to have her medicine that makes her not say weird things or hurt him, or worse...hurt herself!

All these thoughts where running through his head, 'What if I don't get there in time?' 'What if she leaves the house?' 'What if she starts hitting herself?'

Spencer was so focused on getting home and all the 'What if's' running through his mind, that he didn't see the older boy in front of him.

OOHF!

Spencer fell backwards landing on his back. He propped himself up on his elbows, strands of hair falling in his face.

He looked up to see a dark figure standing in front of him. His eyes staring at the figures feet making their way up his shins, his knees, the thick thighs and the strong torso. He saw the figures fists clenched at his sides and his chest rising up and down breathing heavily with anger.

Spencer swallowed hard when the figures face came into view.

"D-Dylan…" He stuttered in a whisper.

Spencer began to crawl backwards instantly, knowing that Dylan was not a boy you want to mess with.

"Where do you think your going!" Dylan spat out, stepping closer each time Spencer moved back.

Spencer managed to stand up stumbling a bit since he was still trying to get away from the older boy.

Dylan was four years older than Spencer and towered over him. They were both in the same grade six class at the local middle school.

At Spencer's age he should still be attending the elementary school in grade two almost three, but with the IQ he has and his ability to absorb so much information had resulted on him skipping four grades to match the challenges needed.

He was moved from his original classroom to the new one several months before. The school was in it's second semester out of the three from the year.

Spencer didn't mind the change too much, he likes the feeling of being challenged with his work, and the teacher is nice enough.

The only part he isn't too pleased with is all the older kids, who all seemed to have jumped to the conclusion that Spencer was anything but normal, and not like them. They had excluded him from everything they did.

They would make fun of him for being smarter than them, and about Spencer not having a father. They also seemed to come up with different names to call him, which were not even close to a complement. Once they found out about his mother's illness, well nothing good seemed to come from that.

These kids were rotten.

There was only one in the whole class of twenty-four students who seemed to enjoy his company, her name being Avia.

Before Spencer came, Avia was the youngest in the class at 10 years old, she has shoulder length light brown hair, blue eyes and is about a foot taller than Spencer. Both of them had become friends right away.

When he was moved to that class, he was seated next to her (the only seat available), she smiled sweetly and introduced herself. Throughout the day Spencer never left her side, they read books together, shared Avia's crayons, ate their lunch outside and found that they had lots of the same interests. By the time the dismissal bell rang at the end of the day Spencer and Avia were best friends!

She had invited him over to play which Spencer had instantly replied with, 'I can't I'm sorry.' Not because he didn't want to play with her, He wanted to. It was because he knew he had to be home in time for his mother's afternoon dosage of medication. Spencer couldn't be there to remind her to take it at noon.

So they said their goodbye's and went their separate ways.

That same day when Spencer met Avia, he also met what could be described as a living breathing nightmare. This nightmare being none other than the boy named Dylan.

Dylan was nothing like Avia, pretty much the exact opposite. He wasn't nice like she was to Spencer, he made fun of the old clothes Spencer wore, and even pushed Spencer onto the ground.

Instead of helping him back up to his feet, Dylan just laughed at him then walked away.

Spencer didn't know why Dylan had done the things he did. He didn't like the things Dylan had done. Spencer didn't think he did anything wrong.

The whole walk home from the school he thought about his day, about being told he was being moved to a different school with older kids, the short drive from the elementary school to the middle school, seeing all the taller and older kids there, the first moment he walked into his new classroom, being seated next to Avia and spending every moment of the day with her.

He then thought about meeting Dylan, and the horrible sound of his laugh directed towards Spencer, the way he pushed Spencer down for no apparent reason, the way Dylan looked at him with disgust, and how he just walked away still laughing at him.

By the time Spencer arrived at his front door he realized that the only good from the day had been meeting Avia, and that he couldn't wait to see her the following day. He also realized that that was the only reason he wanted to go back, which he didn't mind.

Everyday following that, Spencer tried his best to attend each school day. Some days he missed because he had to stay home to take care of his mother. Others he woke up not wanting to deal with the stares and hurtful words said to and about him, or deal with Dylan and his friends. If he did go, he would be going for Avia.

He tried his best to stay strong, and to stand up for himself. He would throw facts about why they chose to pick on him, which they just laughed at.

Once he tried to fight back. Dylan and his friends were circled around Spencer, pushing him around calling him names. Spencer decided to start throwing his fist around, he managed to get one of the boys right in the stomach causing the older boy to fall to the ground where Spencer saw the opportunity to run. He ran and ran, not sure of what direction he was going. He only stopped for the sound of his name being called by Avia.

She was the only one who could calm him down and make him feel better.

So here he stands, staring up at Dylan. Spencer tried not to show the fear he was feeling. He stood up tall holding his ground. Ready for what ever was to come.

A/N okay so heres what happened: MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK, storms, power outage, life. sorry for the delay :S hopefully I'll have the third chapter up soon. I have a pretty good idea of where I want to go with this, and before you ask Emily and Spencer will have a face to face meeting veeeerrrryyyy soon :) REMEMBER TO REVIEW! :)

p.s. this isn't my most favourite chapter…let me know what you thought. The next chapter should make up for this one :)