I was sitting in the back of one the ambulances that had been called out. Allan was only shot in the shoulder; it's funny because the knife caught my shoulder, barely though. All I needed were a few stitches and I would be good to go.
"It's kind of poetic if you think about it." I laughed looking over to Spencer.
"What is?" Spencer asked as he held the gauze down to my arm so the medic could wrap it.
"That Allan got shot in the shoulder and I took a knife to the shoulder. My first unsub and now we both have something that will connect us for life." I smiled at the thought.
"True. Don't try to keep that thought in your head though." Spencer laughed.
I flinched as the pressed the gauze down to make sure the bleeding had stopped until I got to the hospital. "I know. I won't. I can't wait to get home." I replied as they finished gauzing me up.
I hopped off the back of the ambulance and started to make way for one of the SUVs, "Ma'am…" The medic caught my attention.
"Yeah?" I asked turning back around.
"You have to ride to the hospital in the ambulance." He replied packing up the gauze tape.
"It's only my shoulder. I can make it to the hospital on my own. Use the ambulance for someone else who needs it." I said.
"Ma'am, it is regulation." (I have no clue if it is or not…but it would be great if ya'll went with it. :] )
"You better go. Do you need me to go with you?" Spencer asked as I made my way back to the ambulance.
"Nah, I'll be fine. But could you get my bag from my room and put it in the car?" I asked handing him my room key.
"Sure! Is everything in your bag?" He asked taking the key.
"Sure is." I smiled while climbing back into the ambulance.
"See you in a bit." Spencer smiled.
I smiled and waved as the doors closed and we drove off.
SPENCER'S POV
I had just gotten Embreonna's bag to the car setting it in the back seat and was getting the passenger seat myself. I closed the door, putting my bag at my feet and buckled my seat belt. Morgan was driving; and usually right after I got into the car and got everything settled he started the car and we would be on our way. Something was wrong, because none of that was happening.
I looked over to Morgan and he was looking at me with grin on his face, his sunglasses covering his eyes.
I shifted my eyes uncomfortably, "What?" I asked.
"Last night, when I was about to go to sleep headlights were shining through my window." Morgan said while starting the car.
"Okay? What does that have to do with anything?" I asked.
"Hold on now, let me finish the story. When I got up to close the curtains, I saw something." Morgan replied.
"Okay, so what did you see?" I asked.
Morgan's smile got wider, "Oh nothing, just you and Embreonna. Standing outside her door… Hugging… For what seemed like a very long time… In the dark..."
I swallowed hard and shifted my eyes to look out the window.
"So spill it, what happened last night?" Morgan asked.
"Nothing happened. We went to a diner and I walked her to her room because she was a little freaked out by a guy who was standing near her door." I replied. It was better for both me and Embreonna to leave out how I stayed in her room last night, because it's nothing like how it sounds…
"So what was the hug about?" Morgan asked.
I forced a laugh, "Since when are you so intrusive?" I asked trying to dodge his question.
"I've seen how you look her. You even become a different Reid. And since I found out you have game!" He replied through a chuckle.
"I don't have game. I…It was just a hug. That's all." I stated hoping that would be the end of it.
"So you don't deny the way you look at her?"
How can I…?
"You know I'm going to find out, right?" He asked looking to me and back to the road.
"There's nothing to find out." I replied.
"You keep thinking that." He said as we pulled into the parking lot of the hospital.
EMBREONNA'S POV
"Annnd weee'rrre…done." The doctor said stretching his words as he stitched the last of the stitches in my shoulder.
"This sucks more than the actual cut itself." I said as he tied off the lose thread.
"It will be sore for a while." He warned me as he began to put his things away.
I sighed. I wanted Spencer to be here. Sure he asked, but he asked the wrong question. He asked if I needed him here, not if I wanted him here. He asked the wrong question so he got the wrong answer. Well it was the right answer…but not the one I wanted. He'll be here soon anyways with my things.
"And try not to move your arm too much; don't want the stitches to split." The doctor said putting my arm in a sling.
"Hey, Embreonna..." A voice called stepping into the room.
I looked over and Morgan was standing in the door way, "Hey Morgan." I greeted as we walked fully into the room.
"How you feeling?" Morgan asked standing in front of me.
"I'm feeling like I got stabbed in the shoulder…" I tilted my head a little before looking up to him.
"Are you all done here, smartass?" He asked as we both smiled.
"Once she puts this on she will be." The doctor said handing over a sling, of which I gingerly pulled over my shoulder, wincing all the while.
"Reid is signing you out now, let's go." Morgan said helping me off of the hospital bed.
"Good, I wanna go home." I replied as we walked out to the front desk.
