[And the last chap possibly. Please enjoy, tell me if I had any misspells or anything. I DON'T NOT OWN CRIMINL MINDS OR IT'S CHARACTERS, JUST MINE! Read, enjoy, review!^^]

The next morning, Spencer was woken by Hotch, who ask him to follow him. Reluctantly, and glancing at her sleeping form once, Spencer left Alice to her continued slumber.

Once the two agents made it back to the waiting room, Spencer saw the others had come to check on him and Alice, too.

"How's she doing?" Prentiss asked hesitantly.

"She's…ok. She may be in pain when she wakes up and it'll be a few weeks before they want to let her out, but she's going to live…" Reid told them. They nodded.

"Are you ok, man?" Morgan asked.

"My neck and backs a bit stiff, but I'm fine." He said with a small laugh, since it wasn't much.

"Reid, we think we should call her parents. Let them know what's happened." Hotch said.

"Sir, I'm not sure that's a good-" Spencer began, but was cut off by Morgan.

"They need to know, at least. Garcia?" Morgan turned to her and she already had her laptop open.

"Their number is…545-2184."

Spencer sighed as everyone watched him, but then dialed the number, putting it on speaker. It ringed for a moment before a woman answered, saying, "Hello?"

"Ms. Helms?" Spencer asked.

"Yes, who is this?" she sounded annoyed.

"This is Spencer Reid." he almost didn't want to tell her but did.

"The crazy woman's son? What do want?" she sounded like she wanted to hang up.

"This is the FBI." Hotch said and her voice changed only a little.

"What're the FBI calling me for? I didn't do anything!"

"It's about your daughter, ma'am." Spencer told her, his voice beginning to leak with annoyance already.

"What's she done now? Did you finally catch her doing drugs? If you did, just go ahead and send her to jail or some psycho hospital. Lord knows she needs help."

Spencer felt like yelling, hating Alice's mother so much. But he couldn't find his voice, he was too angry.

"She was kidnapped, ma'am." J.J. said, surprised about how this woman talked about her child.

"Well, have you got her back?"

"Yes, but…" J.J. was feeling almost the same anger, wondering why this woman did not sound the least bit concerned.

"Well, ok then. Tell her to watch herself next time."

"With all due respect ma'am, you need to watch yourself!" Garcia suddenly barked.

"Excuse me?"

"Your daughter was beaten and even shot." Morgan said, angry.

"Well, what did she do?"

"She didn't do anything!" Prentiss said before anyone else did.

"Well, then why was she shot? There's gotta be reason, especially when it comes to a girl like her." She sounded disgusted.

"A 'woman' like her is better than the woman you'll ever be, ma'am." Spencer finally spoke up, angry as possible.

"Oh, really? Then where's she getting the money to pay off the hospital she's at, huh?" she asked, almost about to laugh.

"She'll get it from you, ma'am. The bill will be sent in a week." Hotch said and turned the phone off before she could say more.

And with that, everyone cooled down. J.J. was shaking her head, unable to believe how selfish the woman was. Garcia and Morgan were glaring at the phone, as if there glares would go through the phone and physically burn the woman. Prentiss was sitting down with Rossi, who shook his head to. Hotch was watching Spencer and he glared at the phone, too.

"So, will you be helping her?" Hotch asked him.

Spencer looked up at him then. "Of-of course…she really doesn't have anyone else…"

Hotch nodded. "Then good luck. The rest of us," he looked to everyone other than Spencer. "need to get back to the BAU for the next case. We'll come and check on you two when we can, just in case you need anything, Reid. Alright?" he asked everyone and they all nodded.

Everyone said their good-byes to Spencer before they left and the girls told him to tell them if anything happened. After they were gone, he headed back to Alice's room, right as she was coming around.

He hurried to the seat beside her and sat down, one hand on hers in a second. "How're you feeling?"

"Like shit. But hey, what's new?" she was still sarcastic. She flinched a bit as she tried to sit up. "So, what, did you stay all night?"

"Well, yeah… I couldn't just leave you."

Alice smiled, turning away. It was quiet as they stared at each other, but then it became too quiet and Spencer said, "Your mom and dad will be paying your medical bill."

"What?" she said, surprised.

"Hotch, my boss, said he'd be sending her the bill in a week." he told her with laugh.

Alice laughed, too. "Man, I wish I could have seen the look on her sorry face. Did you call her or something?"

"Yeah, a few minutes ago. The team thought that your parents should know what happened, no matter how much I insisted they wouldn't care."

"What did they say? Oh, let me guess. Oh, she got hurt? Well, I guess that's her own damn fault." She sighed.

"Pretty much."

"Well, it's makes me feel better knowing she'll be paying for everything." Alice smiled the biggest smile Spencer had seen since he got her back and she closed her eyes, enjoying the aggravated image of her mother that came to her mind.

"Good." Spencer said with a slight smile and Alice smiled more at the sight of it.

For the next few days, Spencer was at the Hospital, never leaving Alice's side. One cup of coffee and he was good to go. They spent most of their time talking about things in their lives lately, like what unsubs Spencer and his team have brought down, including the unsub who had taken Alice, who was now in jail. And Alice told him about how she was a therapist for children. She had remembered that Sara had run and told him about it, worried if she had made it or not. Spencer had gotten a call from the girl earlier I the week and she had been asking who he was.

"Are you the friend she was talking about?" Sara said and sniffed. She had been keeping back happy and reassured tears, her worries gone now that she knew Alice was ok and the killer was gone.

"What friend?" He had asked, curious.

"Before she helped me escape, she told me that she had a friend and that he'd be coming for her. That he'd save her. I wasn't sure if she was lying just to get me to leave or not, but I hoped that it was true and I guessed it was."

"O-oh…" He said and had glanced at Alice, who had been sleeping again.

"Well, I'm glad she's ok. Thanks for helping her, she's a great woman."

"…Yeah, I know…"

Spencer even told her that he had gotten addicted to a drug because of a kidnap of his own. She became worried for him, not wanting him to end up like her. Having a really crappy life. But he reassured her that he hadn't taken any of the drugs in a while. She knew she'd have to keep her eye on him, knowing it was times like these, times of stress and being unsure, that brought out the need for release.

After a week in a half in the hospitals' and Spencer's care, Alice finally left. She was tired of lying around, doing nothing. So, on their way to her house, they went to see a movie and just saw the sites, enjoying their time, free.

"So…read any new books lately?" Alice asked, thinking of books she read in her free time.

"Well, yeah. Plenty. There's-"

"Is it over ten books?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because, I'm going to feel tired if you tell me that you have read ten books in a day or two." She laughed and Spencer ducked his head with a shy, uncomfortable look on his face that he wore many times.

"Actually, it was just a day…." He looked away again and Alice just smiled, so happy.

"Well, with a last name like yours, it's not surprising."

It was quiet as they made it to her house. They stopped outside.

"Well, I guess this is…goodnight?" Alice said hesitantly, not wanting him to leave at all, but knowing he needs rest and probably would want a break.

"I don't have to leave yet, you know?" he said with a smile. "My teams still away on another case, so I don't really have anything to do…"

She smiled. They headed in, and Alice was relieved to see everything was back in order. Nothing was trashed anymore, there was no present of reminder of what passed, only memories that could be pushed away. Though, Alice was still having a few nightmares every few nights. But if not nightmares, she had clam and happy dreams of her greatest friend.

They were sitting in her living room, watching TV. Of course, their movie was on, so they let themselves get pulled into the tear-jerker moment, crying more than before because of the added emotion of what's passed.

"…I knew you'd find me…" Alice told him all of a sudden.

He was quiet for moment. "Of course I would…I couldn't give up…"

"Why?" she asked, her emotions running and her curiosity peaked.

"You're…you're my friend. One of my best friends and i….i wanted a chance to see you again, to say…I'm sorry…" he looked away.

"Sorry for what?" Alice said, but she knew what he meant. "Spock, you're not the only one who never called. I never tried harder to find you other than getting in touch with your mother, but that wasn't much. I don't blame you or hate you in any way for not getting in touch, so don't blame yourself."

"I…I can't help feeling guilty, Alice…. God, the only reason we're together now is because of a killer kidnapping you! How can you not be angry?!"

"Because, even if it was your fault (which it is not, so don't even go there anymore), I could never be truly mad at you. I seriously doubt you could ever do anything to make someone really mad with you."

He looked away, feeling bad no matter what she said.

"Spence, we're here now. That should be the only thing that matters." She tilted his head towards her, hear index finger under his chin. "Ok?"

He felt something weird inside him as he watched her. Like a flip of the stomach and the rush of blood to the face. He swallowed.

Alice moved her hand away, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. But then, she had to ask. Her need to know over powered her need to make she he wasn't uncomfortable.

"So, have you had any…you know, girlfriends?" she tried to make it sound playful and gossip-like.

He blushed then. "Um, kinda…but, they never really…worked out."

"Oh…"

"What about you?" Spencer found himself asking.

"Um, a few guys…but they didn't work out either…" she lied and hoped he couldn't tell.

"Ah…"

Alice decided she needed to leave now, her feeling beginning to become uncontrollable as she imagined herself kissing him again, his soft lips on hers and his sweet, soft face in her hands. "Um, I think I'll be…going to bed. There's a guest bedroom in the back."

"Alice?"

She stopped reluctantly and turned to see him getting up and walking to her.

"Ok, I can't ignore it anymore…. Did that kiss….from before…" he flinched at the memory. "You weren't telling the truth before, I could tell. Please, don't lie to me… What was that?"

She wasn't looking at him. "I didn't lie, Spence, so just drop it."

"Yes, you did. I'm smart enough as a profiler and a person to see that, I just ignored it before."

"Spence, not now. Can we talk about this tomorrow?" now that she was completely sober and/or not and pain and/or not about to leave her best friend forever, she wasn't totally comfortable with sharing her feelings.

"Alice, you said you loved me…"

Her face was red now. She wished so bad she could come out and say it, but she was scared he didn't feel the same and what they were was just like a friendship to him, or like siblings.

He was standing in front of her now. "Alice, were you saying what I think you were saying when you said that?"

Alice looked at him sideways, a few tears of fear falling. She was just so scared of letting it out and being hurt. Because if anyone could hurt her beyond recovery, it would be him. He had her heart completely and it would be so easy for him to break it.

But she couldn't go on guessing and she knew he wouldn't leave it alone unless he got an answer.

"You have to understand…we were young when we met and my feelings were so messed up and such a bundle of crap, I wasn't able to figure out how I truly felt until it was too late. And then I have no way to see you anymore, not knowing where you are now. I had to deal with my parents for a few yours and once I was free of them, everything slowly came back to me….I dreamt about you a lot of times, just from when we were young." She wiped here eyes. "And only then did I really let myself know how much I cared…I tried to ignore it, thinking I'd never see you again. But I couldn't. God, Spence, I love you more than myself!"

Spencer was so taken aback by that. He just didn't think it was possible for someone to feel that way about him.

"So, yes," she said, still wiping more tears. "I meant what you think I meant when I said…I love you. But…I…think I'll be fine. I mean, I'm sure that now I've seen you again, it will pass. I can just forget about it." She was lying to Spencer and herself. She didn't forget him over these years and she knew she couldn't start now.

"….What if I felt the same…?" Spencer said in a weak, shy voice.

Alice looked at him and his cheeks were red. He watched her as he'd never watched her before, something new building in him as he realized how he felt.

"…Do you feel the same?" she asked hesitantly.

He watched her for a moment before nodded. He realized it now, he'd always loved her. It had never been realized before, because he'd never been ready for it. But he felt he was ready now. He watched her like she was the only thing there, the best thing. And she watched him the same, before closing the space and throwing her arms around his neck, her lips immediately moving with his. Spencer moved his hands to her face, holding it gently as he kissed her back.

They were happy now, in each other's arms. They were safe.

[Well, I hope that ending made everyone happy. I fell happy with it^^ defiantly wish I was my charrie, though…..ANYWAYS, if there are any mess ups, please tell me and if anyone reading this thinks I missed something or should add something in one last chap or not, please tell me, I'd like to hear. If not, I hope you enjoyed my story. Please review!]