"You sure you're okay?" Connor asked for the millionth time in the last five hours, sitting by her bed watching her as if she were about to fall apart any minute.

"Yes." She answered softly, trying not to get angry at him as he pushed her last nerve.

She had grown irritated ever since Spencer left, leaving her alone with the two bickering brothers. At least when he had been there, they simply talked about normal things. They didn't act all afraid, and worried and…in love with her. But now that Spencer was gone…they were starting to piss her off. Their constant worrying about her wasn't making the situation any easier.

"Maybe you should sleep?" Adam suggested from where he sat, on the other side of her bed.

"I'm not tired…"

"Well then maybe we can get the nurse to give you some sleeping pills?" Connor slowly started to rise, and that was when Alex couldn't take any more.

"Okay look, I need you two to leave."

"What?"

"Why?"

Alex sighed both out of anger, and out of sadness. "Guys, you just need to leave okay. I can't deal with either of you right now."

"Lex you can't be serious…we aren't going anywhere." Adam smiled at her as he rose up from his chair, coming to the side of her bed.

"Yeah, we're staying here in case anyone tries to get you…"

"Nothings gunna happened…" She sighed, this time only in anger. "And besides, I have an armed officer and Spencer on speed dial if anything happens."

Even with them slightly distanced from her, she felt them both flinch when she said that she had Spencer on speed dial.

"Well…I don't trust some nerdy FBI agent to save your ass if this creep comes around." Adam snapped, taking his seat rather roughly, and looking more then pissed off.

"Yeah…he doesn't look like the 'save a life' type." Connor added, just as pissed off as hi older brother.

"Really?" Alex snapped, looking between the two. "Cause I think he did save my life last night." Her tone was harsh as she spoke and it only added to the boys anger. "And I'd trust him to do it again." She added furiously, crossing her arms over her chest as she sat back in her hospital bed. "Now, would you kindly get out of my hospital room?" She said, trying to once again get calm.

"No."

"Not on your life."

"Guys!" She cried out. "Get out!" She screamed this time, and the nurses and doctors outside stopped and looked in. "Please!" She added more softly, looking at both of their stunned faces.

"Alex…what's…"

"Connor please just get out." Tears were now filling her eyes as anger washed over her.

"Alright…" He caved easier then she expected. "Fine." He added, before both he and Adam slowly started to rise up and leave the room.

"Lex," Adam called, stopping in the doorway and looking back at her. "Call us if you need…"

"I won't." She snapped, looking up at them.

She saw the anger wash away and turn to sadness before they both left the room, and left her.

Never had Alex been so thankful to be alone. And with out drama. Even if her world was potentially falling apart around her.

Sighing, she reached over to the small table that was beside her bed, grabbing hold of her cell phone. She held it in her hands, looking over it as she pondered who to call…or if she should call anyone at all.

If she called her mother, there would be pandemonium in the streets as she raced her way to her side, risking whatever it took to make sure her 'golden child' was safe and out of harms way.

If she called her brother, who she thought was somewhere in Europe, he would come rushing home and beat up both Connor and Adam. He had always known they were in love with her, and never trusted them because of it.

She couldn't call any of her friends, because she didn't really think of them as her true friends. Most of the woman she knew only hung out with her to get to Connor and Adam, and only stayed around long enough to realize that they were both in love with her. And any male friends she had well….she faced the truth a long time ago, Connor and Adam scared them away before anything could possibly come of it. Even if the men happened to be gay.

But then…there was one person she could call. One person who was there for her. He didn't judge her, he didn't ask her questions and, thank god for the fact that he wasn't in love with her.

Even thought a little part of her almost wish that, even with Connor and Adam in love with her, he was too. Or even infatuated, or interested or…

The distinct sound of her Lady Gaga ringtone, and the vibrating that accompanied it suddenly rang out into the room, shocking her out of her thought pattern.

"Hello?" She called, lifting it to her ear.

"You should consider asking Connor to leave you alone…permanently."

Alex's brown furrowed. "Excuse me?" She pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at the id. It read BLOCKED. "Who is this?" She demanded when she placed it back against her ear.

"I would hate to see him get hurt over this…it's been a year, he should really be over you don't you think?"

"Who is this?!" She demanded, become both angry and afraid.

"You should know that well enough, sweet Alexandra." She could tell the man on the other end of the line was smiling. "Well see each other again soon my love. And please, don't be angry for what I did last night. It's simply that, seeing you with other men brings out the worst in me." There was a pause in the conversation, where the man chuckled lowly. "Probably another reason for all of these men to…stay away."

There was a click and then the line was dead. And Alex was left sitting there, her phone still pressed to her ear in utter shock and terrified.

"Is everything okay miss?"

She jumped and looked up to see the uniformed officer that had been watching her ever since she entered the hospital.

"Ah…no. I just got a phone call and…" Alex paused as she pulled the phone away from her ear. "You…might wanna let someone know that the guy, my stalker…he has my phone number."

"Okay, I'm just gunna go down the hall and use the phone. Stay here and if your phone rings again, do not answer it." He was gone even before she could answer.

Horrible waved of fear washed over her as she sat there, scared for it life. And now, more then anything, she wanted someone to be there with her.

And she knew who that someone was.

She picked up her phone and dialed out, before bringing it to hear ear as tears filled her eyes.

"Hey…it's me." She whispered into the phone, pulling her legs up to her chest and wrapping her free arm around herself. "Uh…something just happened and…do you think you could come and take me home? I'm really afraid right now and…I need you." She said it without even thinking that it sounded odd. Because it really didn't. "Please…" She repeated as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Okay…I'll be ready when you get here." She smiled, before hanging up the phone and lying back in the bed, trying to calm down until he arrived.

&

"Okay…" He whispered into his phone, feeling her fear as he spoke. "I'm on my way."

"Reid?" Derek called as he snapped his phone shut. "Did you hear that?"

"Yeah, I heard." He answered, spinning around.

"Alright, first thing we need to do is call Garcia and get her to look into the phone records. See if we can get a name." Aaron explained.

"I don't think this guys that dumb." Prentiss shook her head as she spoke. "He's been stalking her for years; he wouldn't go and call her from a phone that'll scream his name out to us."

"Uh guys…" Spencer called softly.

"And how did he get her number anyways?" Derek asked.

"That's another thing we need to find out." Aaron whispered.

"Ah, hey guys?" He called again.

"We need to get someone over there to talk to Alex. We need her to tell us what he said."

"I'll do it." Spencer said fast, catching a way of getting out of the room and getting to Alex.

"Good. Call us when you get the information."

"Right." Reid nodded as he turned, rushing out of the room a little fast.

"You notice what's going on there?" JJ asked, leaning into Emily.

"Oh yeah." She nodded, smiling a little.

&

"Ma'am?" The officer called, leaning into her room.

"Yeah?" She answered, looking up, still shaken from the phone call.

"There's a man here to see you. He says his name is…"

"Let him in." Alex called, jumping out of the bed smiling, and thankful that he was finally here.

He slowly walked into the room, and as he did, her smile dropped.

"Hey Alexandra. How's it going?"

Shock was rushing through her once again.

&

"A hi, is Alexandra Vega ready to leave?" Spencer asked, walking up to the nurses station.

"No, she's still in her room."

This struck Spencer rather oddly, considering how she has said she'd be ready to leave for when he for there. "Oh…Alright…" He whispered, turning away from the station.

"She sure is popular today. Three men in one afternoon. Lucky girl."

"What do you mean three?" Spencer asked, looking back at her, a little concerned.

"Well, the two men earlier, but they left. And then the other one who's in there with her right now."

Spencer wheeled around and looked at the aging nurse. "There's someone in her room with her?"

"Yes. He's been here for the last fifteen minutes." The nurse then pointed to Alex's hospital room door and Spencer wheeled around once again.

Fear rushed through him to see that both the door and the blinds were closed. And as soon as that fear really hit him, he was going towards the door, running as fast as he could.

"Alex?!" He called, bursting into the room.

She gave a small cry of shock as she looked up at him, standing in the door way, panting for breath from the small run and the adrenaline that was still rushing through his veins.. "Spencer! Jesus…what the hell are you…"

"Are you okay?" He asked, coming towards her.

"I'm fine…"

"Who's that?" He demanded, looking to the man who was sitting beside her.

He looked to be in his late twenties with short dark hair and bright green eyes. It was clear to Spencer, even as he as sitting down, that he was muscular and tall.

"This is Casey…he's a friend of Connor and Adam's…" She turned and looked at him, before looking back at him. "Are you okay? You look…"

"Yeah." He nodded, composing himself. "Sorry it's just the nurse said you had a visitor and because of the call…"

"Oh." She looked pale suddenly. "Yeah I understand." She gave him a very small smile before turning back to Casey. "Casey, this is Spencer Reid. He's one of the FBI agents working on my case."

The man rose up and walked towards Spencer. "Hey. Nice to meet you." He held out his hand to Spencer smiling. "Adam and Connor sent me over to try and convince her to let them back into the hospital with her."

"Did it work?" Spencer asked half smiling as her took Casey's hand, shaking it.

"No." Alex answered.

"Well…" Casey sighed, pulling his hand away from Spencer's. "I guess my work here is done. Even if it wasn't the success that the boys were probably hoping for." Turning back to Alex he smiled at her. "It was good seeing you again Alexandra. Even if it's under…bad circumstances."

"Yeah." She half smiled at him. "See you around." She didn't even look as if she cared that he was leaving, simply smiling and waving at him as he walked out of the room.

"Sorry about that…I didn't even know he was in town. Never expected to see him." She chuckled.

"That's okay." Spencer smiled, walking into the room more, shoving his hands into his pockets. "So…I'm sorry I just burst in like that…I was just worried about you."

He watched as she looked up at him, a blank expression on her face, and he suddenly felt embarrassed at his confession.

"You were worried about me?" She whispered, watching him.

"Well…yeah!" He answered, and felt all the more embarrassed.

"Spencer…" She whispered, rising up from the bed then, watching him.

He looked at her, a little afraid of what she might say. "Yea…yeah?"

She walked up to him in four large steps, and stopped when she was standing right in front of him, so close she could probably hear his heart as it raced in his chest.

She reached up slowly and placed her hand on his shoulder, smiling softly up at him. "Thank you." Alex whispered.

"No problem." Spencer smiled. "You ready to get outta here?"

"You have no idea." She smiled.

"Well then lets go." He smiled, before the pair left the room, side by side.

"So I'm guessing you're gunna need to know what he said huh?"

"Yeah…but I mean you don't have to tell me right now. We can wait till you get…"

"He threatened Connor." She said suddenly.

Spencer looked down at her. "Well…" He sighed, thinking over what to say. "In all likely hood he won't. See in most cases, the stalker is always under the impression that the object of his deluded affection will come to their senses and leave whoever they are currently with. And, in their mind, when that happens, the humiliation that the person they left will suffer brings joy then physically harming them."

"Hey Spencer?" She whispered, not looking up at him as they stopped in front of the elevator.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think…" She turned and looked up at him, her eyes filled with worry. "You could just tell me 'No Alex, he wont hurt Connor'?"

"No Alex," Spencer started, before looking down at her, with a straight face. "He wont hurt Connor." He finished, as the elevator doors opened.

"Or Adam?" Alex asked as they stepped into the elevator.

"Or Adam."

"Or…" She paused, turning around and looking out the open doors of the elevator. Turning, she looked up at him, her eyes shimmering. "Or you?" She finished. "He won't hurt you. Right?"

Spencer turned and watched her for a moment, totally shocked that she was concerned for his safety, placing it in the same category as her two best friends. Let alone at all.

"No." He whispered softly. "He won't hurt me."

"Promise?" She stepped closer to him with her hands folded against her chest, her eyes now pleading for him to tell her.

Reaching up with both hands he placed them on her shoulders, his thumbs rubbing the material of her shirt softly, comforting her. "I promise." He whispered.

"Okay." She nodded softly as a stray tear slipped from her eye, running down her cheek.

Pulling his right hand up, Spencer reached up and slide the pad of his thumb over the tear. "Okay." He echoed, smiling at her.

The pair remained there, watching one another caringly and standing close as the elevator doors closed.