Warranted

Chapter 4

Isabelle and Derek hung out at the police station for the rest of the day. The team got no leads about the case. It was over all a very wasted day for the team. They were planning on going back to Quantico the next day to set up a command station there since it was only about a half an hour away.

As soon as the team was dismissed for the day Spencer hurried over to Arianthe's apartment. He paused outside the door, not really sure what to do. He had told her that he was coming over, but should he still knock? Or would that seem to… casual? Would it be too rude to just walk in? Just as he was about to knock, Aria opened the door and dragged him in, slamming the door behind her and dead bolting all three bolts.

Spencer looked quizzically at the door. Why did she need three dead bolts? Who was she trying to keep out? He didn't have any time to voice these questions though, because she spoke, her voice shaking slightly.

"Don't stand in the hallway, Spencer."

"Why now?" His brow knitted together.

"Someone could see you."

"Why is that-"

"Please, Spence. I like you, ok? So don't ask." Aria was pale and had a slight outline of a hand on her cheek. It was turning darker.

He moved to stroke her cheek but she stepped back. "Don't. Please. Spencer, I don't think you should come around here anymore. It isn't safe for you. It isn't safe for anyone."

"Then it's clearly not safe for you either."

"I don't have a choice, Spencer. It really isn't safe for me anywhere now."

"Then let us help you, we can hide you away where no one could harm you. We can give you a new start, Arianthe-"

"No, Spencer you don't understand. It doesn't work that way."

"It could. Trust me. We can make it happen, Aria."

Arianthe sighed. She would have to tell him or he would never let this go. She brushed her long bangs away from her face and spoke. "Sit down, Spencer. There's something I need to explain to you."

Spencer's brow creased again as he took a seat on the couch.

Isabelle chuckled as Derek led her to the front door. She had decided to stay with Derek for a few days until everything smoothed over with Arianthe and her father. Derek made her a sandwich and went to set up the guest room. Isabelle was nervous about staying with him. She didn't know what would be expected of her, whether she would be expected to… well… Derek was a notorious player… and was also notorious for his numerous one night stands. She didn't really want to become one on that list. Aria may disown her if that happened. Though it would probably be quite the pleasurable experience seeing as most of the girls were friend who heard of him from friends.

That may be part of what made it awkward for her, the number of girls he'd been with. She herself was not very experienced in that department. She would be so afraid of making a mistake. Derek was back and smiling at her. Her heart sped up. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if they… no! Don't think about that! Bad brain, bad! There was no way he would even want her like that… was there?

"How's that sandwich?" he asked, sitting next to her.

"Very tasty, thank you for making it."

"No problem, baby girl."

They sat in silence for a few minutes. It grew very awkward. Isabelle continued taking small bites of her sandwich to stop the 'sooooo' from coming out of her mouth. Derek suddenly reached over and took her face by her chin, turning it so she was looking at him. She quickly swallowed the large lump of sandwich in her mouth, unsure of what was coming.

Derek looked her in the eyes, his gaze smoldering. He brought his face slowly closer to hers, giving her time to pull away if she wanted to. She stared into his eyes looking slightly nervous and unsure of herself. Usually Derek liked his women confident, overly so actually. But her uncertainty was surprisingly cute. He liked it on her.

He closed his eyes and broke their stares. His lip pressed gently to hers. It wasn't overly intrusive like he was trying to get laid quick. It was soft, gentile. Isabelle didn't want it to end. But slowly he pulled away and looked into her eyes again. She looked even less sure of herself, like a battle was going on inside of her.

Eventually, she spoke up, "Derek, I'm not ok with a one night stand. I don't do that."

"I know, Isabelle. It's ok. I don't want that."

"Good," she smiled and went quietly back to eating her sandwich.

Emily Prentiss rounded the corner to go over to Arianthe's house. The two needed to have a conversation. And Aria needed to stay away from Spencer. Arianthe's type shouldn't mix with good people like Spencer. She stopped off at her old friend's house to get the information she had pulled on Arianthe's dad. It confirmed what she already knew. He was indeed the man she had been thinking of. Arianthe had to know what he was involved in. She couldn't have grown up with him and not known.

As she exited the apartment complex she saw spencer walking quickly down the street. 'What could he be doing over here this time of day? He lives on the other side of town,' she thought curiously. So, following her instincts, she took off down the street after him. She maintained a careful distance so he wouldn't see her, but wasn't far enough behind that she would lose him. When he turned and walked into an apartment complex, she recognized the address as Arianthe's.

Immediately she stopped. What was he doing here? Didn't he know he was in danger? If he didn't know, someone had to tell him. And soon.

A/N: Sorry it's kind of short. And I'm very sorry for any grammar/spelling/punctuation mistakes. I have quite a few projects right now so I have been neglecting to proofread my works. Anyways, more soon! Love you all!

Saving Angel