Silence in the BAU Office a Spencer Reid love story

Chapter 73 Poe

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. Leave some comments. What should I do for some fluff? I NEED ideas. I got the poems used in this chapter from this site:

https://poestories.com/poetry.php

You can find a lot of Poe's work there.

Chapter 73 Poe

Lea's POV

We had found Spencer; I had been shot in the process. I had kept the unsubs focused on me and when Derek tackled him, the gun had been pointed at me. The bullet went clean through my shoulder. I was sitting in Spencer's room in the hospital, waiting for him to wake up as a nurse stitched me up. "You know you're lucky, if that bullet was just a cm lower it would have hit your artery." I ignored the nurse, my focus was on Spencer. I would heal. My silence didn't seem to bother her; she remained silent and finished her work before leaving.

Spencer had fainted after I was shot in front of him. I placed my hand on his, "I'm okay Spencer, please wake up." I leaned over him and kissed him. I started reciting Edgar Allen Poe to him, one of his favorites.

"It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;--
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
She was a child and I was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love--
I and my Annabel Lee--
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud by night
Chilling my Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me:--
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of a cloud, chilling
And killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we--
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:--
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea--
In her tomb by the side of the sea."

"Anna Bell Lee?" Garcia asked coming to the room.

"Yeah, Edgar Allen Poe is one of his favorites," I replied still holding his hand.

"He's not awake yet?" she asked and I shook my head. "I brought you some coffee and clean clothes, I'll sit with him while you change."

"Thank you Garcia," I said taking the clothes and coffee from her. I was still in the same clothes from the night he went missing. I went into the bathroom and took a shower for the first time in days and put on the clean clothes Garcia brought over and finally had some decent coffee.

"No problem honey, do you know more of Poe's work from memory?" I nodded. "Can I hear some more?"

"Sure," I said sitting back down and taking Spencer's hand. "From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were -- I have not seen
As others saw -- I could not bring
My passions from a common spring --
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow -- I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone --
And all I lov'd -- I lov'd alone --
Then -- in my childhood -- in the dawn
Of a most stormy life -- was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still --
From the torrent, or the fountain --
From the red cliff of the mountain --
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold --
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by --
From the thunder, and the storm --
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view –"

"Lea," I heard Spencer's voice.

"Hey, baby," I said brushing his hair out of his face. "Glad to see you're awake."

"You were shot, how are you here," he said starting to break down.

"Hey, sweetie I'm fine, I'm here," I said pulling him to me and laying kisses on his face. I leaned over his bed, trying not to put my weight on his chest. "I promise I'm okay Spencer, I'm not going anywhere." I knew him seeing me get shot brought back memories of his former girlfriend being shot in front of him. The bullet had just missed my vest, I had been lucky. I joked that was my middle name; I had been that way since I was a kid. I always narrowly escaped major injury.

"I can't lose you," he said getting his arms around me.

"You won't," I said sliding into the bed beside him.

"You're awake!" Garcia called before shouting for the others. Everyone started to pour in. Everyone started pouring in as I held him close to me in the small bed reciting more Poe to him under my breath. Everyone chatted for a bit till the nurse chased them out, allowing me to stay. She checked Spencer over and gave him some Tylenol as he wouldn't take narcotics. Once she left he completely lost it. He was sobbing into my shoulder and clinging to me. I pulled him closer to me and rubbed his back and ran my fingers through his hair.

"I can't lose you. When you were shot all I saw was you getting shot in the head. I thought I lost you Lea. I can't go through that again."

"You didn't lose me Spencer. I'm all right." I did my best to comfort him, I wasn't the best at this kind of thing. "I'll stand between you and an unsub any day. I love you Spencer. Get some sleep; I'll still be here when you wake." I settled against him; ready for sleep myself as I hadn't slept myself since he went missing. He went missing three days ago and I wanted to be awake when he woke up.