wow i'm tired ! it's 7;30 in the morning right now ! haha . but staying up all night was worth it to have a chapter such as this ! now, having said that, if you see any spelling mistakes, i'm sorry that i missed them. but as i said, early morning, i'm tired ... you understand . however, i hope you enjoy ! and don't forget to review ! thanks ! :)
"Well if there's one thing I can say for that girl," Derek called as he entered the large room with the table in the middle, papers scattered all about. "She can probably kick my ass if she wanted." He smirked.
"Well she is a fitness trainer." Aaron noted, looking over Alexandra's profile.
"Oh she's not just a fitness trainer," Emily laughed. "You should have seen the right hook she gave this friend while we were there."
JJ looked up from her papers, confused. "She punched someone?" Letting her papers fall to the table, JJ reached around and placed her hand onto her hip. "Why?"
"Something about kick boxing and not staying still." Emily explained, as she took a seat. "She is a tough girl though…She didn't even seem all that worried when we were asking her the hard hitter questions."
"She's strong." Derek walked around the table to where JJ was standing. "That's a good thing. Means she'll make it through." He smiled.
"So what did she tell you?" David asked, looking at the three team members from his seated position.
"Nothing that we already didn't know. Accept…Apparently when it first started she was getting pictures too. But then they stopped." Emily explained.
"Pictures of…?" Aaron looked up at them from the papers he had in hand.
"Her at various places and with various people." Derek explained. "But then they stopped…"
Aaron dropped the papers he had in hand to the table, before placing his hands on his hips. "That makes no sense." He whispered, his face going stern with thought. "To go from pictures and close up contact to none at all? That doesn't fit any stalker profile I've ever heard of…"
"Maybe he's not as close to her as we think? Maybe he's not even in here?" JJ suggested.
"I don't think so." Spencer jumped in. "Stalkers generally tend to stay as close as possible to the people their obsessed with. Considering the amount of time he's been watching her and fallowing her, if he gets to far away from her for too long an amount of time, it would cause him so much anxiety that it could very well send him into cardiac arrest. For him to be away from her… it doesn't fit…"
"The normal profile of a stalker." Aaron finished, nodding. "But this isn't a normal profile is it? He knows intimate details about her life. Details that probably only her closest friends and family know about…"
Snapping her fingers, Emily turned her chair around to face Derek and Spencer. "What about Adam and Connor?"
"Adam and Connor?" David asked, looking up at her confused.
"Friends of hers…" Spencer whispered as Emily rose up from her chair. "At least…I think they were friends…"
"What do you mean?" JJ asked.
"The way they acted…Adam would purposely say thing just to make Alexandra angry. And Connor seemed like the caring one of the two, until he mentioned there being pictures of Alexandra and Adam together then he got so angry it was like she was a little girl getting yelled at."
"How'd you handle that?" Aaron asked, looking at Emily specifically.
"I didn't, Reid did." She hooked her thumb over her shoulder, pointing to the boy genius.
"And just how did Reid manage to handle that?" David asked.
Derek stepped forward and once again clapped his hand on Spencer's shoulder. "Reid did a magic trick."
"A magic trick?" Aaron's brow rose.
"He made her a flower." Emily smiled, looking at the now very uncomfortable Spencer Reid.
"What happened to not telling Hotch and Rossi?" Spencer asked, looking at his two fellow agents.
"Sorry kid, cats outta the bag." Derek smirked.
"Right…how about calling Garcia and getting her to look into Adam and Connor?" Spencer suggested, pulling away from Derek, looking flustered.
"On it." JJ nodded, before reaching down to the phone that was on the table and pressing a button.
"Hello my pretties." Garcia's tell tale happy voice called into the room. "How might I help you today?"
Spencer stepped forward and leaned down onto the table, getting closer to the speaker of the phone. "Garcia we need you to look up two people for us. Brothers to be exact."
"Alright boy wonder, fire away."
"Adam and Connor Blake. Their friends…" Spencer stopped and looked up at Emily and Derek. "Our victim knows them."
"Right, I'll get this info back to you in a flash. Garcia out!" She called, before both ends of the line were disconnected.
"While you guys were there, did you get a list of all her clients?" David asked.
"She wouldn't give them up." Derek explained. "She said she didn't want to betray their trust."
"We need those names. One of those people could be our unsub. Reid I want you to get back over there and get those names from her and call with them so we can run them past Garcia."
"Oh…okay." Spencer nodded, slowly before he started to turn away. "Do you think maybe…"
"What?" Aaron asked, looking up at Reid with his most 'boss like' face.
"Never mind." Spencer sighed, before walking out of the building.
"Is there something I should be worried about here?" Aaron asked, addressing Derek and Emily as he looked over the case file again.
"Come on Hotch. You know Reid. He's professional. Nothing's gunna pull him away from the case."
"Accept Alexandra Vega." Emily whispered in Derek ear, and he smirked.
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"Back so soon? Didn't think I'd be seeing the FBI again for a few days." Alex smiled, as she opened the door for Spencer, who walked in. "So what can I do for you doc?"
"I need the names and addressed of all your clients." Spencer explained, looking at her as her face dropped. "Look," He said fast, seeing that she was going to object. "I know you want to protect their privacy but….this is your life we're talking about. Anyone of your clients could potentially be the man who's been stalking you."
Her face went blank. "You…you think so?" She whispered.
"It's a possibility." Spencer nodded. "We just need to rule them out, that's all."
Alex watched him for a moment, thinking hard on it. Then she sighed and nodded. "Alright, come in. I'll write them all down for you." She waved at him to fallow her as she slowly made her was back into the house.
"Are Adam and Connor gone?" Spencer asked, looking around for any other people in the house.
"Yeah. Connor had a client and Adam well…I don't like being alone with him for obvious reasons."
"You and he don't seem to be the best of friends." Spencer noted as they walked into her kitchen and Alex pulled a chair out for him at her small table.
"Yeah well with out history, we shouldn't even talk. But I do it for Connor's sake…Adam's sake too I guess." Alex took a seat right beside Spencer and looked up at him. "It's hard sometimes. I can usually deal with him but sometimes I just wanna…" She made a face and clenched her fist for a moment. "But yeah…" She whispered, sighing deeply. "You get it."
"Yeah…" Spencer nodded.
They sat in silence for the next fifteen minutes as Alex wrote out the five names of her clients and their addresses.
"Alright, there you go." She smiled, passing the paper over to Spencer. "Oh wait!" Quickly, she reached over the table, pressing her body against the wood, Spencer noticed, and scribbled out a name.
"Who was that?" He asked, looking away from her body to the name.
Alex smiled. "Kimberly Ashler. She's twenty. And she's not stalking me."
"How do you know?"
"Cause she's stalking the entire cast of Twilight." Alex laughed, and Spencer couldn't help but laugh with her. "But yeah, there you go…the first three names have been my clients for over five years." She looked up at Spencer and her features were soft and sad. "Figured you might wanna start with them first."
"Great." Spencer smiled, reaching for his cell phone. "Thanks." He added, before dialing out.
"Her Garcia? I have those client names for you."
"And do I have some information for you and the team, my genius little friend. But since I've got you on my line first, I'll give you the DL. But you go first."
Spencer chuckled. "Alright, here are the names. Jake Pentinton, Amanda Edwisk, Thomas Sully, Erik Searston and…well she said the last one isn't her stalker."
"Can't be to careful…."
"She said she's stalking the entire cast of Twilight…" Spencer explained, looking over his shoulder at Alex.
"Heh, are we all. Now come on, spit it out."
"Kimberly Ashler." Spencer said into the phone, and he heard Garcia typing madly on her computer.
"Alright I'll get back to you on those. Now, for my news…you know those brothers you had me look into? Adam and Connor? Well aside from both being yummy and rich with great schools behind them, couldn't find anything wrong…until I discovered they both have records. But the strange thing is, they were arrested for fighting with each other."
"Assault?" Spencer guessed.
"But of course." Garcia answered. "But here's the other thing, I cross reference the records with any other news that involved our little red riding hood," Reid held back a smile at the mention of Alex as little red riding hood. "And apparently, the same night as the brothers went at it in the streets, she was sent to the local hospital with battery wounds to her face and bruises on her arms."
"She was involved in the fight?"
"Aux contraire! The fight, according to both brothers who were extremely intoxicated, was ABOUT her."
"What do you mean?"
"Well when the cops finally got the brothers separated, the both claimed that 'she' being Alexandra, was theirs and that 'he' being the other brother, Adam in Connor's case and Connor in Adam's case, couldn't have her. See they weren't just battling it out like good men tend to do. Oh no. They were fighting FOR her. You see Alexandra Vega was the first prize medal in this epic battle. They were fighting to WIN her." Garcia paused and half giggled on the other end of the line. "It's like stepping out of real life and into a soap opera. Because, as far as I can tell, what we have here is a first class love triangle."
"Alright…" Spencer sighed, looking back at Alex once again. "Anything else?"
"Not at the moment. But I'll get back to you and the team as soon as I check out these work out-aholics. Garcia out."
Spencer pulled the phone away from his ear, and finally understood why there had been so much tension between Adam, Alex and Connor when they had first arrived.
"So, everything okay?"
"Ah…yeah." He nodded, turning back to Alex. "Well, I guess I better get going back to the station. Garcia will have the information we need by the time I get there so…"
"Okay." She said fast, her eyes not meeting his. "Well thanks for stopping by." Alex whispered, before rising up. "I'll show you out."
"Thanks…" Spencer half smiled as he rose up with her, and fallowed her to the door. "So will you be okay here alone? I know we have a cop circling every half hour all night but…maybe you could call someone to stay over?"
"No, that's okay." Alex smiled, looking back over her shoulder at him. "I'll be okay." Opening the door with her free hand, she pushed it wide open and turned to look at him. "See you around doc." She smiled. But when she looked up at him, he wasn't smiling. "Spencer? What's the matter?"
"Get in the kitchen." He ordered, reaching for his belt fast and grabbing his gun.
"What are you going?!" She cried out, shocked.
"Alex, get in the kitchen!" He said again, this time more frantic.
"Why? What's going on?!" Quickly, Alex turned and looked outside, and her eyes found it immediately.. "Oh god!" She cried out in fear, backing away fast and hitting Spencer.
Sitting on the porch was a single rose and a picture of her that had been taken only ten minutes, at the most, before she had opened the door. It was a picture of her, looking at Spencer as he sat on the phone.
"He's out there…" She gasped, her eyes wide with horror, clinging onto Spencer as he held his gun up. "He's out there…" She whispered again.
"Get in the kitchen!" He said again, this time pushing her behind him.
Slowly, Spencer walked out onto the porch, his gun drawn as Alex rushed into the back of the house, disappearing into the kitchen.
Kneeling down, eyes still searching for any sign of movement one last time, he looked down at the picture.
"Shit…." Spencer whispered, looking at it and seeing that it had been taken from the kitchen, where he and Alex had been sitting only moments ago. And where he had just sent her.
"SPENCER!" She screamed suddenly, and the sound of breaking class erupted into the house.
He turned on a dime, rushing into the house and slamming the door shut fast, before charging into the kitchen with his gun drawn.
"Alex?" He called, looking around and not being able to see her. "Alex!" He called out more frantically.
"Spencer…" She mumbled, her voice coming from his left.
He wheeled around and looked down to see her sitting in the corner, her arm bloodied, her eyes wide with horror as tears streamed down her face.
"What happened?" He asked, looking back into the kitchen.
"He was at the window…" She whispered, looking up at the large, and now broken window. "He was just standing there…and then broke the class and tried to grab me. He wanted to pull me out and…"
"Come on." Spencer reached forward and grabbed her good arm, pulling her to her feet and into his embrace before she could say another word. "We need to get upstairs. I need to call for backup." He added, pulling his gun up.
"Kay…" She nodded, as the pair slowly walked towards the front of the house.
"You okay?" He asked, looking down at her arm which was bleeding profusely.
"Yeah…" She nodded again his chest. "Nothing too serious just a…"
A large rock burst through one of the front window of the house, flying into the living room and causing Alex to scream.
"Go!" Reid yelled, pushing her towards the stairs as he sprang forward to the door and locked it quickly before fallowing her. "Go, go, go!" He yelled, chasing her fast.
Another rock slammed into a small window that was at the top of the stairs, hitting Reid as he passed it.
"In here!" Alex called as she made a sharp turn into the bathroom, where she skidded to a stop, falling to the floor as Reid rushed in behind her, slamming the door shut and locking it.
"You okay?" He called, trying to catch his breath as he leaned against the door, his gun still in his hand.
"Yeah…" She answered, out of breath. "You?"
He looked back at her, to see her face pale, and her shirt nearly drenched with blood. "Yeah…" He nodded.
A loud bang rang out into the room and Alex jumped to her feet, springing forward to where Spencer was, tumbling into his chest.
"What was that?" He asked, his free hand wrapped around her tightly.
"He knows were in here…" She whispered, looking at the small, frosted window that was in front of them. "But that class is thick." She noted as another loud bang erupted around them. "Can't break it from the ground…"
"Here." Pulling away from the door slightly, Spencer grabbed a small and fluffy towel that hung there. "Wrap that around you're arm while I call for backup."
"Kay…" She nodded, taking the towel and shrinking down to the floor as she tightly wrapped it around her arm, while Spencer pulled his cell phone out.
"Morgan? Yeah it's…no. Listen!" He yelled, still trying to catch his breath. "He was here, watching us. And he attacked. Alex is hurt and I…" Spencer noticed that Alex looked up at him worried suddenly that he might be hurt. "I'm fine." He lied, pressing the memory of getting hit in the head with a large rock out of his mind. "Look, we're in the bathroom and he's still out there. I don't know, I locked it but…right."
"Well?" Alex asked, looking up at Reid who had snapped his phone shut.
"Their on their way." He explained, looking down at her. "Come on, we need to move away from the door."
"Why?" She asked as he held his hand down to her.
"Because…if he gets in." Spencer explained, pulling her up. "And we're right in front of the door, we're sitting ducks. But if we're sitting under the window." He turned and pointed to the window that was still getting assaulted with rocks. "Then I can shoot him."
Alex blinked in shock as he slowly led her over to the window. "You'd just shoot him?"
"If I had to, yes." He nodded, watching as she slipped down to the floor, her back pressed against the wall.
"Oh." She nodded, as he joined her. "So…your okay?" Alex looked up at him then, her hair a matted mess, small dots of blood on her cheeks.
"Yeah." Spencer nodded. "I'm fine. You?"
Alex sighed painfully. "No…." She whispered, as she started shaking horribly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "It wasn't real till now…it wasn't dangerous and it wasn't bad and it wasn't…real." She cried.
Spencer watched her, seeing her pain as she sat there, shaking. "Alex…" He whispered, and she slowly looked up at him.
"Yeah?" She answered, her voice soft.
Spencer sighed, and pulled his arm up and around her before pulling her into his embrace. "It's gunna be okay." He promised, and she nodded against his chest.
It only took the team ten minutes to get there. And when they arrives, Ale was fast asleep in Spencer's arms as he say in the bathroom, watching the door ready for anything.
"Reid?" Derek called.
"In here!" He answered, and even when he shouted, Alex didn't move.
"We're coming in." Aaron explained, before the door burst open, revealing David, Aaron and Derek.
"You okay kid?" Derek asked, as he holstered his gun, walking into the bathroom.
"Yeah, don't worry about me. But she's lost a lot of blood." Spencer looked down at the still sleeping, and now clearly deathly pale Alex. "We gotta get her to a doctor."
"Kay, pass her over to me." Derek leant down, and Spencer slowly passed her off into his arms, before he lifted her up quickly. "Look out." HE called as he turned around and David and Aaron stepped out of the way as he walked out of the bathroom and down the stairs.
"What happened?" Aaron asked, walking up to Spencer as he slowly got to his feet.
"He was watching us, the hole time I was here…And when I went to leave there was a picture on the porch…"
"We saw it when we got here." David explained.
"That was taken ten minutes before, if less, before I got ready to leave…" Spencer looked up at them, a little shocked. "He nearly got her…" He whispered.
"It's okay Reid." Aaron explained. "You did the right thing. And she's safe."
"Now go get yourself checked out kid." David added, reaching out and grabbing his shoulder. "You don't look to good."
"Yeah…" He nodded, before slowly shuffling out of the room.
"This isn't an ordinary case Hotch…" David noted, looking around at the blood and mess in the bathroom. "He's willing to hurt her to have her…And if he'll hurt her to have her…"
"He'll kill her." Aaron finished, before turning fast and walking out of the bathroom.