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Ok, now, onto the warning for this chapter.
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! This chapter will have seriousness and some sadness, as well as a good amount of cussing. Just warning you. =)
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The next morning was when the BAU got the confirmation that there were only seven red Toyota FJ Cruisers registered for Allentown. They were going to leave that day to check out the owners in person. Spencer had to call his cousin to thank him for the information.
It was about five in the morning there, so "Puck" would be getting up soon to get ready for when Garcia would pick him up.
"Yeeeeeees?" The teen drew it out.
To most people, he would sound just fine, but his family member heard the twinge of tired in his tone.
"I told you to go to sleep earlier." The genius chastised.
"But there was a Naruto marathon on T.V. until four. It showed Shippuden and Pre-Shippuden, usually it's just Shippuden." Young Spencer defended.
"You little otaku you."
"I am well aware of this. So, what's up? You called to check in yesterday, so it's not that."
"I just wanted to sap thanks for talking to your friend. We're going today to check out the owners of the only seven red Toyota FJ Cruisers in Allentown."
"Really? That's awesome. Nice to know my skills are good for more than just borrowing clothes."
"Yes, you intellect ranges in uses." The doctor chuckled.
"So, tonight, are you and Knight in Shining Armor going to celebrate the victory for Team BAU?" The prostitute chuckled, letting the intention be clear.
"Spencer, stop!" Doctor Reid was instantly annoyed, and a little angry.
"Why won't you just listen? Derek is a good thing. You need him; he'll be amazing for you!" Young Spencer said desperately, annoyance was also slipping ever so subtly into his tone.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD SPENCER, LET IT GO! " He screamed, happy his colleague as in the shower with his music on.
"NOT UNTIL YOU FUCKING LET HIM GO!" The younger screamed back, happy that the neighbors were just as loud as this on occasion.
"Spencer, shut the fuck up. I don't want to keep fucking hearing the shit that comes out of your mouth. I don't care."
"Maybe if you did, your life would be better."
"You want to talk to me about a better life? You dropped out of high school to become a prostitute."
"Oh, sorry for trying to get away from a bad situation, maybe I should have just done what you fucking did and lock my parents up."
"Maybe. You could have done that instead of being a little bitch and running away like my dad did."
"Having a kid like you, I'm not fucking surprised he did."
"Yea, at least I kept it in my pants and didn't get kicked out of my house for fucking everything that came into sight. "
"Oh, you're right; your life was so fantastic mister fucking prodigy."
"You're really trying to diss on me for that? At least I have a good job, and I'm not using my body as collateral every time I go to work."
"At least I can work a gun."
"Then why don't you get some fucking dignity and go fucking shoot someone instead of fucking them."
"Well maybe I should have started taking dilaudid so I can be like the ever so great Doctor fucking Spencer Reid!"
"Instead you stayed a little bitch that moves from state to state when you finally get closed to someone. How long before you leave Garcia with a broken heart?!"
"Since when the fuck do you care? And what the fuck gives you the right to talk about it?! You're the one letting a self-centered, egotistical, idiotic, self-serving prick fuck up your happiness!"
"What the fuck do you know about happiness? You haven't had a real smile in five fucking years!"
"What do you know, that's almost as long as you've been letting that git ruin your life."
"Thank you fucking Harry Potter, maybe if you had a good personality, you wouldn't have to like so many damn things."
"Thanks for the insight mister fucking Star wars geek."
"At least Star wars could fucking happen!"
"Yea, maybe in your drug induced little head!"
"Oh that is fucking rich coming from the guy that has gone on a hallucinogenic trip from food deprivation because no one fucking wanted him."
"What was that king of Dork-opolus? I couldn't hear over your terrible chose in people you trust."
"I know I trust bad people, why the fuck do you think I trust you?"
"I'm the fucking best thing that has ever happened to you!"
"My life was better before you got here, and it will be better again after you run away like a fucking scared little pussy!"
"We'll just fucking see about that!"
"Yes we fucking will!"
"Fine, if that's how you feel!"
"It is!"
"I'll get the fuck out of your hair then!"
"Fucking good! Get the fuck out of my apartment before I get back!"
"With pleasure you fucking bastard!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
Doctor Reid hung up and angrily threw his phone at the far wall. He quickly stormed out of the room.
Derek had heard some yelling, but he couldn't make out the words. He had assumed Reid was scolding his cousin for wanting to throw a party or something in his apartment. Then when he heard the crash of the thrown phone, he thought that his friend had just dropped the suitcase. He was kinda clear on what had happened when he heard the door slam closed.
He quickly got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He peaked into the room, when he saw no genius; he hurried into a pair of pants and bolted from the room as well. He didn't even worry about shoes or a shirt. He looked around the hall; he saw the door to the stairs about to close at the other end of the hall. Reid could run fast, those long legs of his assured that.
Derek ran after his friend, hoping to catch up to him soon.
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"Puck" took a deep breath as he hung up. He slammed the phone onto the coffee table and quickly walked into the bathroom, he immediately locked the door.
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Garcia had been knocking on the door to her genius' apartment for five minutes before she finally used the key she had been given a few years previous to unlock the door. She figured that her new bestie was still asleep. She went in and immediately looked at the couch, no teenager there. She went to go check in the bedroom, which meant passing by the bathroom. When she did, she heard the crying that was coming from the bathroom. She stopped and pressed her ear against the door. The teen was definitely in there.
"Spencer." She said in a soft voice, knocking on the door lightly.
"I think I'm just going to hang here for today." He said back, tears very evident in his tone.
"Spencer, are you ok?" She asked in the same soft tone, with concern still coloring it.
"I'm fine. You need to get to work."
"I'm not leaving. Either you tell me what's wrong, or you come to work with me." She said, knowing that she couldn't leave him alone.
"Ok." He said after a small pause.
She heard some walking and then she heard the door being unlocked. As soon as it opened she looked at what was one of the saddest things she had seen in a long while. "Puck"s eyes were red and slightly puffy; a few tears were still shining on his cheeks. He wrapped the bottom part of the sleeve of his grey sweatshirt over his thumb and wiped away a tear.
"I'll go get ready." He informed her.
He passed by her and closed the door behind him after he was in his cousin's bedroom.
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Just under half an hour later, Young Spencer exited the bedroom. He was truly a little otaku. He was decked out in Naruto stuff.
He had on the blue shirt that Sasuke Uchiha wore in the beginning of the series. His pants were the orange ones that Naruto wore. He just had on simple black and white tennis shoes that matched the black and white arm warmers on his arms (The same ones he wore just a few nights previous.) He had on two necklaces, one was of the Konoha symbol, and the other was of a little brooding Sasuke. He had the Konoha headband on his head, part of it going under his hair. He had a messenger bag with a chibi Naruto and a chibi Sasuke fighting. His contacts were of Sasuke's Sharingan eyes. A little checkered wallet with Naruto's face on it was seen as it stuck out of his pocket a little bit.
"The arm warmers don't match much." Garcia informed him, trying to bring a smile to his face.
"Well, Sasuke wears some arm warmers, but the ones he wears with this shirt are ghastly, so I traded to these." He shrugged.
"Ok. Well, let's get to the BAU. I'm sure we have more to do today."
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Link to outfit on my profile.
Hope you bared with me for this chapter.