Chapter 4- I Carry Your heart
a/n: This is the last chapter in this story, and warning it does have a steamy (but classy, if I do say so myself,) scene at the end, so any one offended by suggestive poetry or imagery, maybe steer clear. Please Read and Review, I could use some constructive critisim.
He had no choice he threw himself to the floor and searched for the door. The kids were underground somewhere, the door probably wired to explode, then he spotted the floor tile raised just a bit above the rest. He called Hotch who he knew was already on the scene. "We've got explosives on a trip wire, if I try to open the door it'll blow, and Hotch the kids are in their with the explosives." He had to get a bomb tech in here as soon as possible but Than had Sophie hostage outside and was threatening not only to blow up the kids if impeded but to kill Sophie too. Reid was trying desperately to remember lines of sight from the outside of the building, then it occurred to him, Trogladytes, and he immediately called Hotch back. "Tell the bomb squad to access the building through the service tunnels, the kids are directly underground, this is an old warehouse the tunnels should have direct access to this basement." Hotch didn't take the time to answer, he had his hands full at the moment.
He picked up the bull horn. "Mr. Than put the gun down and let the agent go. We can just talk about this." Hotch was trying to maintain as much composure as he could.
"Get back! I'll kill her." Than shouted as the bright lights blinded him, he couldn't see them but he knew there was a multitude of guns drawn and probably at least two snipers aiming at his head.
Hotch tried again, he wasn't going to let this man kill an agent. "We can't do that, but if you put down the gun we can talk and no one else has to get hurt." Hotch watched and waited.
"I'm getting out of this, and she's my ticket out of here, you get me a car and a jet waiting at the airport, if anyone follows me, I kill your agent." He was a desperate man in a bad situation and Hotch knew that it could end very badly, but Sophie decided to take things into her own hands.
"You kill me and you're as good as dead, you move wrong with that gun in your hand and your dead. You put it down and you just might have a chance to be somebody's bitch before they strap you down." Sophie was testing him, trying to throw him off. Hotch saw the hesitation.
"Now, take your shot." Hotch had given the order and looked on in horror.
Sophie had in one quick motion, shunt kicked Than and thrown him off balance just enough for the sniper to get off a shoulder shot to his armed side, his moment of disorientation was all she needed to grab the .45 and remote detonator out of his hand. She didn't even know she was hit, both snipers had fired at the same moment, one hitting Sophie in the left upper shoulder, but she never relented in her grip and remained standing.
"Breathe wrong and you're dead." Sophie wasn't kidding. She looked to one of the uniforms for cuffs. She hoisted up Than with her good arm in what she though would be the most painful way possible, she looked around and didn't see Spencer.
"Where are the kids? Where's Dr. Reid?" she was more concerned with their well being than the fact that she was shot; which didn't go unnoticed by Hotch or Morgan. Before either of them could answer Reid walked out of the building carrying a little girl and leading out an older boy who couldn't be more than 10. She caught his eye Sophie could tell something was wrong.. Reid was putting the girl and boy into a squad car to go home, when Hotch asked him. "How did you know the kids were in the basement?" He hadn't seen the blood starting to pool on her sweater vest.
"It appears I'm not the only Star Trek fan employed by the FBI. We didn't get here in time, two of the others were already dead from starvation. He was using this as an auction house, Barrerra was abducting kids to be sold into pedophile rings to settle his debt with Than." Hotch and Morgan looked nonplussed and then disgusted.
Without saying another word Reid walked toward the medics who by now had taken off her button down shirt and were making her lie down on the stretcher. "Oh my god, are you all right? What're her vitals? Are you allergic to anything?" Reid had imposed himself in the ambulance with the medics all the while they were yelling at him to get out of the way. "It's fine Dr. Reid, just a flesh wound. Bullet just grazed me. I'll be fine." She looked at him as if being upset about her getting shot was a complete overreaction. "We're taking her to St. Joseph's medical nearby, if you want to follow." But the medic immediately realized his mistake when Reid looked at him like he might get shot if he didn't let Reid ride along with her. He pulled out his phone to tell Hotch he was staying behind, he looked down at her, somehow she still managed to be beautiful and composed even after being shot.
She slipped into unconsciousness due to the painkillers they'd given her, the next thing she knew she woke up in a hospital bed surrounded by deep red roses in gorgeous art deco looking vases. She thought she was dreaming, several cards had been left on her table and a bright cheery bouquet had been placed there as well. It wasn't until she tried to sit up that she remembered what had happened, she groaned and wondered where the nurse was, she could use some more pain killers, before she could push the button a familiar lanky figure stood in the doorway. "You're up, good. How are you feeling?" He was trying so hard to hide his worry. "Like I got shot. How are the kids? Where's the rest of your team? I thought for sure you'd be back on a plane to DC by now." She knew how it was, sometimes you woke up in a different time zone for this job, not remembering the last one you were in. "Abel and Victoria are safe at home, Mrs. Montega told me to tell "Que dios te bendiga" I don't know what that means but Barerra cut a deal and is being charged with insurance fraud and child endangerment, turns out he was willing to risk others people's lives and money just not his own, Than is lawyering up and not saying a word, the two girls that didn't make it were twins, only 9 years old." Reid was so tired of the horror of it all but he went on.
" What's worse is that the White Knights are trying to make Daniel Blaine a hero."
"I'm sure the city is in an uproar over the whole race issue, race is always an issue; but no one remembers these were people, just ordinary people who wanted to work and live in peace. Why aren't you with you team? I'm sure there are more monsters to catch out there."
"Well they send their best regards, but I decided to stay behind for the weekend, you know check out the Tech museum and maybe San Francisco, the doctors say you'll be released tonight, and I don't think you should be alone just yet, so.." Sophie cut him off. "Dr. Reid are you asking me out?" he looked at her for a moment; he wasn't sure how to answer that. "Spencer." He looked into honeyed eyes. "What?" she said a bit confused.
"Call me Spencer." He leaned down and cradled her soft smooth neck, he meant it to be a chaste kiss but she wrapped both her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her. He was leaning on the hospital bed with one knee without knowing it, she ran her fingernails down his back and then he could feel her tender but hot doll like hands unbuttoning his shirt, suddenly he felt the rush of cool air and then tender kisses all along his abdomen. He had to pull himself away. He knew this was irrational, dangerous in her condition even but somehow he ended up lying on the bed. "What if someone comes in?" he asked her worried. "Then I'll shoot 'em." Sophie had breathed into his ear and now she was straddling him. "Spencer." It was more of an incantation than a name in her mouth now, and she had no problem maneuvering her way to what she sought, "tell me Spencer, is this what you want, diegeme." He thought he might die from the feeling flowing through him when she spoke Spanish . He remembered an ee cummings verse and whispered it in her ear as they entwined themselves in an ecstatic and sensual embrace.
" here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)"
She moaned at he spoke the poetry to her, her lips brushed his in an artisan way, giving just enough pressure for him to crave more. He was lost in her, in her fire, in this perfect moment that he wanted to last forever. They both fell to the side with exhaustion and he couldn't stop holding her, kissing her, like if he did she would somehow disappear. "I can't stay for long." He seemed so miserable at the realization. "I know, but you might be interested to know I'm up for a promotion." He looked at her confused and said the only thing that came to mind. "Congratulations."
"Yeah, they want me to head up the one of the organized crime units at Quantico. I'm definitely considering it. I could use a tour guide" she grinned at him.
"I'll help you pack." He wrapped his arms around her and blatantly stole her Jell-o.