Spencer's p.o.w
I was running around the police station like a maniac trying to found a lead or any kind of solution to Emma's situation. Everybody was working and I just felt like I was running around in circles not really doing anything useful. Derek came up to me and said "Let's take a ride." I looked at him hopeful and asked "Do we have a lead?" He shook his head. "No but you're not useful like this. You're just running around hoping to stumble upon an answer. So let's take a ride and clear your head." I was about to protest but I know that he is right so I just nodded my head in agreement.
Once we were in the car and ready to go Derek asked "So were to kid?" And I had no idea. I always know where I'm going. I never go or do something spontaneously, but now I felt lost. There was only one thing on my mind and that was Emma, wanting to help her, save her. Derek sat looking out his window waiting for me to answer. I startled him when I violently turned around towards him and said "I want to go to jail" I said. He looked at me surprised and asked "Of all the places we could go you want to visit jail?" I looked at Derek like it was obvious. "Yeah I want to see Emma." I said and he immediately understood and drove off.
The ride there was quiet until Derek decided to break the silence. "So how come you never told me you had a sister?" He asked, I looked down at my feet avoiding eye contact. "I thought she hated me. And I didn't want to be reminded of that at work." I looked at the window remembering all the times I stayed up at night trying to figure out why she just stopped talking to me.
I could see in the corner of my eyes Derek looking at me for a second before going back to the road. "It's strange" He suddenly said I looked at him and asked "What is?". "That you guys didn't receive each other's letters. I mean you guys wrote to each other for years and you only got one of does letters and she didn't even get one of them." He said focused on the road but looking at me from time to time. "What, are you saying you think Emma is lying?" I asked "No! Of course not Spencer, I'm just saying that it's weird." He reassured me and I calmed down and looked back out the window. I had this strange feeling in my gut. "She has changed a lot." I said still looking out the window "She used to have such a smile that would brighten anyone's mood, have that light in her eyes you know. Now her eyes were dull almost as if she had given up on life and left this empty shell." I finished and looked at Derek. "Prison will do that to a person." He said trying not to sound to blunt" Yeah I know that Derek but she's a teenage girl that has just spent a few months in jail and is about to be executed. She should be terrified, begging for me to save her but when I told her I was going to get her out there alive she didn't look relieved or happy. Almost as if she has been through worse and that this is better than whatever she was going through back in Vegas before she was admitted into jail." I said trying to explain. Derek shook his head slowly and said. "I don't know man, I mean you haven't talked to her in five years, things change." I looked back out the window and said "Maybe you're right"
I sat at a table waiting for Emma to be brought in by the guards. It felt weird. This isn't how I should be meeting with my sister. I keep thinking that maybe if I had visited, if I had worked up the courage to actually go see her, then we could have cleared this confusion between us and then maybe this would never had happened. But now it has and I can't even be useful to the team and help. They are running down leads and I was running around like an idiot not really doing anything because I couldn't focus. There were so many thoughts going on in my brain and I couldn't keep track of them all, so I think coming here was the best option. The door opened and I saw Emma with handcuffs and her orange jumpsuit, it surprised me to see her dressed like a criminal. I know she was dressed like that earlier but then I was just so surprised to see her in person after five years so it kind of didn't register. But now seeing her walking towards the table I couldn't help but flinch at the thought of people thinking Emma was a murderer.
She halfheartedly smiled at me and sat down at the chair opposite to me. "Do you have more questions for me?" She asked and I shook my head "No, I just wanted to talk, you know catch up." I said and She looked at me surprised and said "Really?" I nodded and she looked at me for a while as if she was trying to read threw a lie. When she decided that I wasn't up to anything she smiled and asked "Okay so what do you want to know?"
Author's note: So yeah who knows when the next one will come up hehe *nervous laughter* I will try to get better at updating. Anyway I hope you like it so far. You are beautiful and I love you xxx