As ever, all I own is Paige and the plot. The rest belongs to CBS.
Here's another chapter for y'all. Please read and review! Even though I don't deserve it.
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Hotch and Rossi walked up to the door of Stephanie Crane's house. Emily and Derek were hiding in the bushes, while the police were surrounding the house. Rossi pounded on the door.
A slender woman of about thirty opened the door. She had dishwater blonde hair and piercing green eyes. She was fairly plain, but there was something pretty about her. She ran a hand through her hair and smoothed the front of her pajamas.
"Can I help you?" She asked.
"Stephanie Crane, we're Special Agents Aaron Hatcher and David Rossi, FBI. We're looking for James Monroe." Hotch said, and he and Rossi flashed their badges.
"Jimmy? Is he in some kind of trouble?" She asked.
"I'll say." Rossi replied. Aaron nudged for him to be quiet.
"What my partner means is that Mr. Monroe may have witnessed a kidnapping and we'd like to talk to him." Hotch said.
"Oh, well, he's not here. I'll call his cell phone for you." Stephanie offered, pulling out her cell phone. She pressed a few buttons, then held the phone to her ear. A phone rang from somewhere in the house.
"Huh, seems he left his phone here." She said.
"Did he say where he was going?" Hotch asked.
"Yeah, he said a few friends of his were in the hospital. The hospital's about ten minutes from here." Stephanie told them.
"Paige." Rossi said, then took off for the car.
"Thank you for your time Miss Crane." Hotch said, then followed his partner. Derek and Emily weren't far behind.
Meanwhile, at the hospital, Paige was listening to Spencer read to her from the sonnets. She was laying on her side, her hands by her face. Spencer was sitting next to her, a hand resting on her lower back. She looked up at him with love in her sparkling, green eyes. A small smile was plastered on her face as she listened to him read. He noticed her staring at him and stopped reading.
"What?" He asked.
"Nothing. I just like watching your face when you're reading. It's so cute." Paige replied.
"Yes, I'm sure it is!" Came another man's voice.
"Spencer! It's him!" Paige cried, seeing James Monroe's figure in the door.
"Yes, it's me." He replied.
"Paige, don't worry, I'm not going to let him hurt you. Not this time. I promise." Spencer said.
"You may not have a choice!" Monroe said, aiming a gun at them.
"Oh, Spencer!" Paige cried, burying her face into Spencer's chest.
Spencer wrapped his arms around her tightly, then pulled his gun from his pocket.
"You think that will save you? I can shoot you just as fast as you can shoot me." Monroe said, before being hit in the arm with a bullet. He cried in pain, and fell to the floor.
"Spencer! You shot him?" Paige asked, terrified.
"No, I didn't." Spencer replied, confused.
Rossi ran into the room, gun drawn. He found Monroe doubled over on the ground, clutching his arm. Rossi put his gun away, and kicked Monroe in the side. A doctor came to take him to get patched up, and the rest of the team followed to make sure he was arrested.
"Are you guys okay?" Rossi asked, rushing to his daughter's side. Paige reached out for her father, throwing her arms around his neck. Spencer backed away from them quietly.
"Daddy! You got him." Paige said, as her father held her close.
"I'll see you later," Spencer mouthed to Paige. She nodded.
"No one's gonna hurt you again, Paige." Rossi said, holding his daughter tightly.
"I know, Daddy." Paige replied.
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A/N: Well, what do you think? I'm really working hard on getting some more stuff out there for y'all! But I need some feedback! Let me know what you want to see happen next and I'll see what I can do!