Sequel to When The World Stops
Spencer disappears and your world is left in turmoil. You struggle with keeping your kids safe and searching desperately for your husband.
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"Someone stop me from slapping the defense attorney," I muttered as Spencer passed me a bottle of water.
"He's just trying to make you angry," the DA reminded me. "It's likely he's going to drop the line of questioning as soon as we go back, it's just to put us all on edge."
"You're doing great, sweetheart," Spencer kissed my forehead. "I had to hold back Hotch from vaulting over the rail to beat him up."
"Excuse you, I had to hold you back," Hotch objected.
"It was mutual," Emily told me.
I looked at the district attorney. "I'm sorry for exploding at him."
"He deserved it," she smiled at me. "Go on, take a minute, just be back in here before we start again."
Spencer took my hand and guided me into the hall, making sure we were out of sight from the courtroom doors before pulling me into a deep kiss. I relaxed and wrapped my arms around him, kissing him happily.
"Are you ready to testify?" I asked as we pulled away.
He nodded and let me lean against his chest. "I don't like it, but I'm ready."
"Let's go then, Doctor Reid," I teased him. "Stay calm."
"Shut up," he muttered, but I saw the smile.
//AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi, everyone! Thank you so much for reading :) I recently hurt my finger (knives are sharp and soap is slippery) so I'm typing slower than normal. Also, the trial will be in multiple parts because writing the transcript is a pain in the butt, but I hope you all enjoy.
