#Joshua Reid

[likeafantasy]

31 DAYS OF HALLOWEEN 1990's edition — (26/31) ↳ Urban Legend (1998)

[j2x3e]

Yes, that random green-haired girl from ep 1 is related to the servants from Astreas. Plum is going to be the Witch from the Kingdom and cause another Great Calamity, calling it now.

[nofatclips]

Wait by NAO - Director: Lisette Donkersloot

[tokkiwrites]

OUR SILENCE • JAZZ, PEARLS & OLDER MEN. •

EQUALY GONE •

ETCHED INTO HIS PSYCHE •

COLLAR •

[esqueletosgays]

URBAN LEGEND (1998)

Director: Jamie Blanks Cinematography: James Chressanthis

[thatgirlstrawberry]

💛Sunshine💛 - The Scene

In which you all read about Spencer’s family life

Overall warnings: Overall warnings: mentions of sex, children, violence, regular cm stuff

Spencer felt dizzy.

He felt like his whole world was shattering as he walked up the pathway to the safe house that wasn't so safe anymore.

He pushed through dozens of policemen and FBI but stopped when he reached the porch

No one had been inside yet. They wanted to wait for the BAU to get there first and there was no reason to suspect that anything was still going on inside.

Spencer was the first one on the scene. Morgan had stupidly called him while he was on his way to get coffee before he headed into the office.

Morgan told Spencer that the officer they placed outside of the safe house was murdered and her turned the car right around and sped to the house.

His heart broke when he saw that the door was wide open.

He slowly stepped inside of the house. He looked around and his heart dropped.

It was a mess. There was broken furniture, blood.

Blood.

He saw a bloody handprint on the door to the basement. The keypad was also covered in the red substance.

Maybe she and the kids got down. He thought, walking towards it slowly. He punched in the 3 digit number that he remembered from a conversation with Derek.

The key pad lit green and he heard the lock click. He slowly opened the door and peeked down.

His feet carried him down the stairs slowly and quietly. He stopped for a second to try and hear anything down there.

~

Joey sat against the wall in the darkest corner of the basement. Sadie was sat in his lap and he had his hand over her mouth.

He had heard the door open and quickly scrambled to scoop her up and away from the box of cereal she was eating out of. It scattered and spilled all over the floor.

Joey knew that Sadie was scared so he did his best to keep a smile on his lips every time she looked back at him.

He shut his eyes when the footsteps of whoever was coming down the stairs got closer. Sadie started to let out whimpers and he shook his head.

"Sadie, please be quiet." He whispered, almost inaudibly.

~

An open, spilled cereal box came into Spencer's view as he stepped on to the cold stone floor. He accidentally stepped on a few pieces and cursed.

He sighed shakily and looked around but the sound of whimpering made him freeze.

It sounded just like Sadie when she fell off her kiddie bike three years ago.

"Sadie?" He whispered out hesitantly, trying not to sound scary. "Sadie, bunny, is that you?"

~

Sadie ripped her brother's hand off of her mouth and crawled off of his lap.

"Daddy!?" She shouted.

"Sadie, wait!" Joey reached out for her but she rushed out of the dark and around the corner.

Joey scrambled up from his spot on the floor and ran after her, stopping when he saw his dad picking Sadie up.

"Oh, dad..." Joey tried to hold in a sob.

Spencer sink to his knees as Sadie hugged him tight. He looked over the girl's shoulder and held his hand out for Joey.

He ran forward wrapped his arms around his dad. "Are you guys okay?" Spencer asked, rubbing his children's backs.

Sadie could do nothing but cry into her father's neck and Joey was trying to get words out. "What h-happened to your mom? Where's Charlie?"

"Mommy locked us down here!" Sadie sobbed. "She was so mad!"

Spencer shook his head. "No, baby. I'm sure mommy wasn't mad at you. Where is she? Where's your brother?"

"He took them!" Sadie cried.

Spencer pulled her off of him and held her at arm's length. "Who, Bunny? Who?"

They heard footsteps at the top of the stairs and looked up. "Marcus Gellar." Derek spoke, placing his hands on his hips. "Marcus Gellar, Audrey's brother, is the unsub."

Spencer turned back to the kids and glanced back and forth between them. "Is that who you saw here? Uncle Marcus?"

Sadie nodded and Joey looked up at Derek and back down at Spencer. "He hurt her. He hurt mom."

"She was bleeding from her back and she fell on her belly." Sadie cried. Spencer wanted to cry.

He wanted to scream and cry and run out of that house and go on a rampage to find his wife and son.

But he had to take care of the kids in front of him. "Okay." He nodded. "Okay, I'm gonna find mommy but we gotta go, okay? We're gonna go home for a little bit."

"We get to go home?" Sadie asked through tears.

Spencer nodded. "Yes, baby, we're gonna go home."

Joey shook his head. "B-but we need to find mom and- and Charlie." He said, his breathing picking up. "M-om and Charlie are mi-issing!" He shouted.

Derek walked down the stairs and scooped Sadie up out of Spencer's arms when he noticed Joey's rising panic.

Spencer spun to face his son on his knees and he pressed his cool hands on his cheeks. "Joey, I need you to take a deep breath for me." He nodded.

"I ca-an't, d-" He was now gasping for air.

Spencer unzipped the boy's jacket, hoping that the tight feeling in his chest would go away. "Joey, come on. Breath with me." He placed his hand on Joey's chest and inhaled deeply, nodding his head.

Joey's chest heaved as a tear ran down his face. His chest stuttered as he tried to match his dad's breathing.

"Breathe with me." Spencer nodded once again.

Joey was finally able to take a slow, deep breath. He shut his eyes as he exhaled and Spencer gave the boy a sad smile. "There you go, Joe. Just keep taking deep breaths."

"Spencer." The man looked up at the top of the stairs. Emily and Hotch stood there. "We need to talk."

He nodded and looked at Derek. "C-can you take them out to the car?" He asked.

"No, daddy! Don't go!" Sadie began to cry again.

Spencer tilted his head. "I'll be right out, okay? I promise." He nodded. "Just go with Uncle Derek and I'll be right out to take you home."

Sadie nodded slowly and Derek and the kids walked up the stairs. He followed them but walked over to the kitchen where Emily and Hotch waited.

Emily cleared her throat, clearly uncomfortable and straightened out her jacket. Hotch's face was the same as always, stone cold.

"How did you guys figure out that it was Marcus?" Spencer asked as he walked over.

Hotch crossed his arms. "We'll explain that later. Right now, we need to talk."

Spencer bit his lip. "O-okay."

Emily sighed. "After we went to Marcus' safe house when we found out it was him, he was gone." She nodded. "And we immediately thought to come here but on the way, PD notified us of a call they got from across the street from Lisa and Cole's."

Hotch cleared his throat. "Marcus unfortunately stopped there before coming here." He explained. "The neighbors saw the front door open early this morning and went in. Both Lisa and Cole were found dead in the kitchen."

Spencer's heart hurt.

He didn't know how much more he could take. His wife and firstborn were missing, his unborn baby might be hurt, his wife was injured, his parents in law were dead. He inhaled deeply trying to choke down tears.

"Oh, Spencer." Emily whispered. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. "It's gonna be okay."

All Spencer could do was shake his head. "We just need to find my wife and my kid. Then it will all be okay."

Hotch sighed. "Spencer, we also need to talk about the case."

Spencer pulled away from Emily and looked at Hotch. "Okay...?"

"You can't be on it."

Spencer furrowed his brows. "I'm sorry- what the fuck did you just say to me?" He asked, taking a step forward.

"Reid-"

"This is my wife and my fucking child we're talking about, and you really want me to just sit around and if nothing?" He asked, not even realizing that his feet carried him closer.

Hotch tilted his head. "Reid, I would refrain from stepping any closer to me." He raised his eyebrows a bit. "Step back and we can talk about this."

He shook his head. "No, I'm taking my kids home. My kids need to go home." He told them.

Spencer turned away from them and walked outside. He saw Derek buckling Sadie into the car seat in the back of his car and Joey was sitting back there with her. Usually he would get in the front seat but he wanted to be with his sister.

Spencer nodded at Derek with a thin, sad smile as the man tossed him his keys. "Reid."

He paused and turned to him. "Yeah?"

"We're gonna get them back." He nodded. "I swear. If it's the last thing I do, we'll bring them home to you, got it?"

Spencer nodded. "Got it."

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HELLLOOOOOOOO

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! (This is not edited)

Now obviously it would be boring as fuck if Spencer just sat at home while his team kicked ass so...

WHOS READY FOR ROGUE!SPENCER??? I know I am.

Also Sades and Joey are gonna be so traumatized and I feel bad but it had to be done for the sake of ✨drama✨

[its-vannah]

How Can I Love Again? | Prologue | Eddie Roundtree x Reader

A/N: It’s been a while since I’ve written. I’ve just been so busy that by the time the ideas start forming in my head, I’m passed out from exhaustion. Regardless, here’s a ten part series to make up for it. Well, probably ten parts. I have most of it planned out (in my head), so we’ll see how it goes from there. I hope you guys all enjoy, and as always, feel free to leave a request!

Warnings: Profanities, crying, allusions to sex, break up

Daisy Jones and The Six Masterlist

Taglist: @celestialstar111 @stokzr @scenesofobx

You had never been a fan of the tabloids—the endless gossip and chatter about who slept with who and how much weight so and so had gained. Half of the time, it wasn’t true. And the other half was just plain hurtful. These celebrities had a lives, too—star studded lives filled with private jets and millions of dollars to waste—but lives nonetheless. They deserved privacy, and selfishly, you deserved to be able to go somewhere without seeing your ex-fiancé on the cover of said tabloids.

Waiting in line at Hazelwood Coffee, your sister, Leah, stepped in front of the magazine rack in a failed attempt to spare your feelings, “So, Y/N, you going to go with iced or hot today?”

Although you appreciated her attempt to protect you from the countless photos of Eddie getting handsy with girls on tour, it didn’t take long for your brother-in-law to audibly gasp at the magazine, “He did what?”

Leah glared back at him, rolling her eyes. They had started dating after you and Eddie split, so he hadn’t been around for the countless nights you spent crying into her arms on your mother’s couch. No, he had grown to love The Dunne Brothers, reminding everyone that he had, in fact, gone to hear them play at a bar in town center one night a few years back. Despite his knowledge of your past with him, nothing could cover up the shock on his face whenever he saw their faces on the front cover of The Scoop or whatever tacky magazine he stumbled across.

Despite your efforts to act like you didn’t care about where he was in his life, Leah saw right through you, reassuring you that it was okay to be hurt. You were supposed to be right there with him, backstage as he played in some of the greatest concert venues in the world. But you weren’t, because three years ago, Eddie Roundtree had left you at the alter.

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3 Years Ago

It was a warm day in June, the perfect amount of clouds in the sky but not enough to block the sun from beaming down on you. Everything was perfect. You were getting married to the love of your life and, to you, nothing could possibly go wrong. But your idea of perfection would come to bite you in the ass when you heard a knock on the door.

Leah looked up from doing your makeup, “You stay here, I don’t want you messing up your hair or brows.”

You smiled up at her, staring at your reflection in the mirror. You had never felt more beautiful.

When you noticed how long Leah had been gone for, you tuned into the conversation she was having at the door, “Eddie, it’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding.”

“I really need to see her, Leah. It’s important.”

“Eddie, don’t start this marriage off on the wrong foot. I’m telling you, it’s bad luck,” She groaned, “Can’t you just wait to screw her until after the ceremony?”

You whipped your head around, “Leah!”

She glanced back at you apologetically, “It’s Eddie. He wants to know if he can come in.”

“Right now? I’m not done getting ready, but he can take a seat while you finish.”

Eddie pushed the door open a bit more, “I need a minute with you—alone.”

Leah raised a brow, looking between the two of you, “Hear that? Alone. Can’t blame a girl for wondering, can you?”

“Out, Leah,” You said, shaking your head, unable to contain your amusement.

She stepped out of the room, letting her soon to be brother-in-law squeeze past her. He shut the door behind him, twisting the lock. It was at this moment that you realized he wasn’t in his suit yet. He was still wearing his bell bottoms and turtleneck.

You swiveled around in your seat, “You’re not dressed yet? The weddings in an hour, Eds.”

He nodded his head, sitting down on an ottoman across from you, trying to think of the words to say.

Watching him struggle in silence, you rose from your seat and moved to sit across his lap, “Everything alright?”

His heartbeat starting picking up as you ran your hands through his hair, undoing the tangles, “You know you can tell me anything right? Including why you aren’t dressed yet.”

You watched as he swallowed hard, pursing his lips, “I’m leaving today.”

Letting out a breathy, confused laugh, you tilt your head, pressing the back of your hand to his forehead to check him for a temperature, “I know, honey. That’s kind of how honeymoons work. Are you feeling alright?”

“We’re not going on a honeymoon.”

“What? Why? We’ve been planning it for months.”

Eddie took a deep breath, “Because we’re not getting married.”

You felt your heart break in an instant, confusion spreading across your face. Enveloping his head in your hands, you shook your head, “What are you talking about?”

He didn’t meet your eyes, instead he just bowed his head.

Sliding off his lap, you took a step back, crossing your arms. You went through a list of reasons as to why this was happening in your head, pacing the room before turning back to him, “You’re a fucking dick if you think this is funny. I love you, Eddie, but doing this on our wedding day is a sick joke.”

He winced before looking up at you, “I’m not laughing. It’s not a joke.”

Tears starting falling down your face and your chest heaved, your voice cracking as you asked the one question he didn’t want to answer, “Why?”

“Honey…”

You shook your head, “Don’t call me that. Don’t you fucking call me that. Is there someone else? Someone who you love enough to run away with on our wedding day?”

“Y/N, it’s not like that, I promise.”

Shaking your head, you narrowed your eyes, “Well you seem to make a lot of promises you can’t keep.”

“The band is moving out to LA, Y/N.”

“So? I’ll go with you.”

He shook his head, “I can’t ask you to do that. You have school.”

“I’ll graduate in two years, Eddie. I can just transfer to a school out there.”

“No, you worked hard to get where you are—and your family is here.”

You took a step towards him, “I can still see them on trips. It’s not like I’ll be gone forever. Besides, you have family here, too.”

“I just have Gran. It’s not like I’m leaving an entire family behind.”

“You’re leaving me behind.”

He bowed his head, “Y/N…”

“Well, it’s true.”

“I’m doing you a favor.”

“No, you’re taking the easy way out.”

A knock on the door stopped him from responding, but you hastily called out, “Hold on!”

“Don’t give up on me, Eddie—on us.”

“We’ll be living paycheck to paycheck, all crammed in a four bedroom apartment. I can’t support you like that.”

You sighed, “Then I’ll get a job, pull some weight. It’ll be enough to float us.”

“No, you have too much to focus on with college—I don’t want you to have to worry about making ends meet.”

That’s when you broke, desperate for him to change his mind, “Please, Eddie. If you change your mind and marry me right now, I’ll pretend none of this ever happened. I’ll forget about it—you’ll never hear a peep from me. I love you, baby. I’ll go anywhere with you—I’ll finish school out here and follow you out there when I’m done. Just please, please marry me.”

“I’ll always love you, Y/N. But if I can’t give you the life you deserve, I don’t deserve to be in your life.”

It was routine for him to kiss you whenever he left, whether he was going in another room or off to an audition. This time was no different, except that the kiss he pressed to your cheek meant goodbye instead of see you soon.

Watching him walk out the door, you stood unable to move.

Leah shuffled back in, eyeing him as he walked down the hallway before closing the door, “Did you two have fun in here?”

Seeing your sister come into view, you fell to your knees, sobs racking through your body. She rushed over to you, cradling you in her arms as she had done the day your parents had bought you home from the hospital. Petting your hair as you cried into her chest, she squeezed you tightly.

“Oh, honey, what happened?”

“The wedding,” You choked, “Is off.”

Leah winced, holding you tighter to her as you cried.

Eddie had left you to make it big—and that was enough for you to crumple. How could you ever love again?

[love-is-all-i-need]

[seoll3miwrites]

- Multi-Chapter Stories -

Back to Welcome | Oneshot Masterlist Doing Time || Spencer Reid x OC

Hana Fedorov is the BAU’s newest agent, she’s sarcastic, intelligent and slightly crazy. She also happens to be the adoptive daughter and protégée of one of the FBI’s most wanted hitmen. After the FBI become aware of a online network of hitmen they hire Hana to help in the investigation. What no one on the team expected was the unlikely relationship formed between Hana and their resident genius.

Ancient Princess || The Witcher

After the disaster at Caingorn Jaskier thought he was destined to be alone in the world. Until one day while wandering deep the forest just trying to make it home, he stumbles upon something he never expected. An ancient elven city. When he entered the city he’d didn’t think he come out of it with a young elven princess with a great destiny in tow. Perhaps he had more in common with Geralt than he thought. Note: This was written before Blood Origin and Season 3 so expect canon divergence

La Vie En Rose || Bruce Wayne x OC

Rosie has been the PA for the infamous Bruce Wayne for the last 5 years. Although closer to Bruce than anyone else at Wayne industries, the closer she got to him and the Wayne family she realised she didn't know her boss as much as she thought. Honestly I basically made Batman into a K-Drama but I don't not care.

[daisyandbilly]

another new daisy jones and the six teaser!

[jesstasticvoyage]

[suffarustuffaru]

ok but reinhard x julius would simultaneously be the most hilarious yet tragic pairing of all time. reinhard thinks they met when he was fourteen and julius was sixteen and like yes they did, but julius vividly remembers being ten years old and learning about reinhard and julius was like METAPHORICALLY FROTHING AT THE MOUTH BC REINHARD?? MOST POWERFUL MAN ALIVE?? ILL NEVER MEASURE UP TO HIS LEVEL.... meanwhile reinhards like hahah julius is such a good friend of mine, im so lucky to have him haha we met when we became knights when i was fourteen haha. reinhard sees him as an equal while julius is vividly aware of the Distance between them while joshua is VIVIDLY AWARE OF THE DISTANCE BETWEEN HIM AND JULIUS AND LOATHES JULIUS FOR IT. joshua loathes reinhard too so its like this big giant envy triangle from joshua to julius to reinhard and julius doesnt know about joshua and reinhard doesnt know about julius OR joshua and reinhards so head empty hes like haha julius and joshua are so nice haha. meanwhile joshuas CLENCHING HIS FISTS AND FIGHTING BACK INTENSE RAGE BY GASLIGHTING HIMSELF. hes like haha i love my brother i love my brother i love him so much haha EVEN IF HE HAS HIS HIMBO OVERPOWERED PERFECT BOYFRIEND WHO CAN KILL ANY OF US WITH JUST ONE TOUCH WHILE ALSO PERFECTLY COOKING ANY MEAL IN EXISTENCE....

meanwhile heinkel takes a five extra shots every day on top of the usual bc reinhard and julius clock in at work every day and make lovey dovey eyes at each other EVERYWHERE. joshua and heinkel are going INSANE while julius has a bad case of ace gay person who doesnt know if they wanna Be their crush or if they wanna Be With their crush and Am I Even Having Romantic Feelings? and then theres the crisis of. oh god im not allowed to have this anyway. i have to marry a girl and have kids like a good noble knight. meanwhile reinhard has no idea about any of this, partly bc hes dead inside partly bc of Too Many Powers partly bc of neurodivergence partly bc of also probably being ace partly bc of having to continue the sword saint line.

until one day he has skin to skin contact with julius and is like haha oh whats all these emotions haha? are you okay julius? :,DD and julius promptly decides to NEVER HAVE SKIN TO SKIN CONTACT WITH REINHARD AGAIN. meanwhile felix is pulling his hair out watching all of this unfold. heinkel and joshua have joined forces and are HATING EVERY INCH OF THIS DEVELOPMENT bc they WILL be homophobic only bc its REINHARD AND JULIUS. subaru gets involved in the family drama and julius personally thanks him for clowning on julius’s crush’s dad, who is also julius’s boss. and then reinhard forgets julius even though reinhard was like the MOST LIKELY PERSON to remember julius. and then reinhard’s great great great x100 grandfather vibe checks julius into oblivion. 

and thats the end of reinhard x julius a tragicomedy in several, several parts. 

[azzric]

Azzric's 2023 Halloween Movie Marathon Day 19: Urban Legend

[thatgirlstrawberry]

💛Sunshine💛 - The Escape

In which you all read about Spencer’s family life.

Warnings: angst, cursing, blood, pregnancy trouble, crying lmk if I missed anything!

Spencer Reid x fem!oc

Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.

"Mom, mom, wake up."

Audrey groaned, her eyes squeezing them tighter shut than they already were. She figured she must of passed out from the blood loss.

She felt her body shake wildly with hands in her arms. "Mom, please wake up!"

"Charlie?" She mumbled, her breaths shallow.

Her vision was blurry as she squinted. "Yeah, it's Charlie. Mom, come on, you need to wake up now." A figure of her oldest son was knelt in front of her.

"Char, did her wound open back up?" This was a new voice but it was oddly familiar.

Audrey felt her shirt being lifted up. "No, no." Charlie answered. "You did a good job, Emmy."

"My mom's a doctor." The girl, Emmy, sighed.

Audrey's eyes opened all the way and she let out a quiet groan. "Char..." She whispered. "M-Marcus? Where is he?"

She asked, trying to sit up. Charlie gently help her up and she leaned back against the cold stone wall behind her. "I don't know. He left hours ago."

Audrey looked around the room.

Nothing. No identifiers, no windows. Just a door on the far wall and a light fixture on the ceiling.

It almost looked like a laundry room in the basement of an apartment building. Only there were no machines.

She saw Emmy sitting with her knees to her chest. She looked dehydrated, starved.

God, this poor girl.

“Emmy, sweetheart, are you okay?" Audrey asked, reaching for her. The girl crawled forward and held her hand.

"I'm okay, Mrs. Reid." She nodded, trying to smile.

Audrey felt tears fill her eyes. "I'm- so glad you're alive." She nodded. "I'm so sorry that my brother did this to you."

Emmy pressed her lips into a thin line and shook her head. "It's not your fault." She looked down at Audrey's stomach. "You're pregnant?"

Audrey nodded and glanced down at her stomach. "Peach." She smiled weakly.

"You lost a lot of blood." Charlie told her. "That's why you passed out and then uncle Marcus made Emmy stitch your wound."

The woman's eyebrows furrowed. "But I don't understand- he wants me dead so why stitch me up?" She asked.

Charlie glanced at the ground. "He said he had a bigger plan. A better one."

Audrey bit her lips and looked around, shivering. "Mom, are you cold?" Charlie asked softly, touching her arm. "It's gotta be at least 80 degrees in here."

The woman swallowed. "I... I haven't taken my medicine in over 24 hours." She spoke lowly. Emmy tilted her head, taking off the cardigan she was wearing. She crawled forward and wrapped it around Audrey's shoulders.

"Thank you, sweetie." She smiled a little. She looked around the room before speaking again. "Do you know if Marcus locked that door?" She asked.

Charlie nodded. "Yeah. He doesn't leave without locking it."

"How often does he come back?" She asked, her eyes darting around the room.

Emmy cleared her throat. "Every two hours." She nodded. "I started counting when on the second month I was here."

Audrey tilted her head to the side. "I'm gonna get you out of here, honey. I promise."

Now that Audrey was here, she could get under his skin. She's known the kid since he was born, surly she could get him distracted so Emmy and Charlie could get the hell out of there.

"Okay." She nodded and shut her eyes. "Okay, when he comes back in, I'm gonna distract him and I need you two to go. I need you to run, do you understand?"

Charlie scoffed. "W- mom, no." He shook his head. "I'm not leaving you. I can't."

Audrey smiled a little. "Baby, I'll be okay." She nodded, her eyes filling with tears. "I need you to go and figure out where I am so you can get your dad here."

Charlie continued to shake his head but stayed silent. She looked to Emmy. "Have you been anywhere except for this room?"

Emmy sighed. "When he was taking me down here. I think I can remember which way to go."

Audrey nodded, her heart aching for this poor girl. Charlie still shook his head. "Mom, I don't wanna leave you."

The woman smiled, biting her lip. "I know. I need you two to get out of here and you won't make it far with me."

The boy sighed and looked down at the ground. She watched Emmy scoot closer to him and wrap her arm around his back, her thumb moving back and forth soothingly.

They sat there in silence until they heard a noise coming from beyond the door. She widened her eyes and waved her hand at Charlie. "Go, act like you're asleep." She nodded towards the other side of the room. "When I say uh... white— get up and go. Make it fast and silent."

They scurried over and collapsed on the ground. Audrey pulled her knees to her chest and sucked in a breath when she felt a sharp pain in her belly. She shut her eyes and let her head hang down.

The door opened.

"Shit, Audrey." She heard her brother's voice. "You're making me change plans." He shook his head and walked over to her slowly, kneeling in front of her. Audrey slowly lifted her head, a glare already on her face. "I was gonna kill you at the house but now... I want to make a show out of it."

The woman scoffed. "So you can get the attention you claim to have been deprived of?" She asked, her eyebrows popping up a bit.

Marcus chuckled and shook his head, looking over at Emmy and Charlie who seemed to be sleeping. "Say something like that to me again and I'm slitting little Charlie's throat." He looked back at her with a straight face.

"You will not hurt my fucking child or I swear to God—"

Marcus grabbed her chin and interrupted her. "Enough with the threats, Aud." He said, taking something out of his pocket. "Because I have the knife..." He clicked something on the small thing he took out of his pocket and the tip of it touched her throat. "And you do not."

Her eyes fluttered and she glanced at Charlie who's eyes peeked open. She bit the inside of her cheek. "So what's your plan, Marcus?"

He scoffed. "I want money, I want media coverage and I want people to hurt."

Audrey shut her eyes. "Listen to me." She whispered. "Let them go, Marky." She bit her lip. "Please. Take me. I will stay willingly but you have to let them go." Her voice broke.

Marcus threw the knife down and pressed his hands against the side of his head, squeezing his eyes shut. "You don't get it, Audrey. I can't just l-let them go!" He screamed.

Audrey's lips quivered and she hesitated to reach up and grab the sides of his face. "Marcus..." Her voice was quiet. She glanced over his shoulder at the wide open door. "You can't just tell white lies for the rest of your life. You have to turn yourself in. You'll get all of the media coverage you could ever want."

She glanced at the knife as she heard their bodies start shuffling. Marcus furrowed his eyebrows and pulled his head away from his sister.

"Hey!" He screamed. Charlie and Emmy were running towards the open door.

Audrey's eyes widened when she realized that he saw them. "No!" She shouted as she got up from the ground. She grabbed the knife next to her feet and did the only thing she could think of.

She pushed the knife through his side and scrambled away from him as he cried out in pain.

She saw Charlie and Emmy looking back at her and she scrambled off of the floor. "Go! Go! Go!" Her voice came out strangled. "I'm right behind you!" She called.

She ran towards the door as they disappeared. "Audrey!" Marcus raged. "Get the fuck back here!"

She looked back at her brother one last time before running out of the room and shutting the door behind her.

She ran in the direction she saw the kids go. "Char!? Emmy, where are you guys!?"

“Mom! Up the stairs!" Charlie called back. She noticed as she ran that the walls of... whatever this was were stone.

She saw the stairs and her chest heaved. Another sharp pain in her belly made her cry out and stop running. She clutched the bottom of her stomach and inhaled.

Audrey heard slow footsteps behind her and she whimpered, beginning to climb the stairs. "Char!?" She called again.

"Mom, hurry! The gate is closing!"

The gate? She grunted, feeling her legs burn as she ran faster and faster.

"Emmy, go! Run, Emmy go!" She heard her son scream.

She saw the end of the stairs ahead and started to run faster. Her eyes watered and her lungs burned.

She made it to the top.

She stopped and looked around and saw Charlie in front of some gate that was indeed closing. She pressed her lips together and started running again. She saw Charlie get between the gate and it's doc, pushing it back.

"Come on, mom! You're almost there!"

She saw Emmy already past the gate, on her knees in the... sand? It was sand. What the fuck.

Soon, she was there. She as right there with Charlie and he pulled her through, both of them collapsing in the hot sand.

Her chest heaved and she pulled Charlie into her, squeezing him tight. "We're okay, baby." She cried. "We're gonna get out of here, okay?"

Charlie sobbed into his mother's shoulder before pulling away. He looked at Emmy who was rocking back and forth. She was crying and smiling.

"Hey." Audrey and Charlie sat up. "We gotta go. Come on."

They got up from the ground and walking over to Emmy. "Come on, sweetie." She whispered, touching her arm.

Emmy looked up at her, tears rolling down her cheeks. "O-okay. I get to go home?" She asked.

Audrey smiled. "Yeah, sweetheart. Come on. Come on, we're gonna get home."

Charlie pulled Emmy from the ground and they began walking. It looked as if they were in some sort of huge garage.

The door in front of them was huge and wooden. "Come on, we're almost there." Charlie wrapped his arm around Emmy and grabbed his mother's hand.

His lips turned up in a smile as they reached the wooden door. Audrey walked forward and bit the inside of her cheek, looking for a way to open it. She couldn’t seem to find a handle or a button.

“It’s gotta be here— it has to be.”

“Mom?” Charlie spoke.

Audrey shook her head. “No, wait. There’s some way to open—“

“Mom—“

“No, Char we have to open it—“

“Mrs. Reid!” Emmy shouted. Audrey paused and turned around to face her.

She furrowed her eyebrows. “What?”

Emmy glanced down at the bottom of her dress with a scared look. “You’re uh… you’re bleeding.”

Audrey’s heart dropped when she looked down, seeing the blood pooling on the fabric of her dress. It wasn’t from her stab wound.

Her stomach pain increased and she looked back up at Emmy and Charlie.

“Mom, are you okay?”

His voice seemed to echo in her ears until the only thing she could hear was her own heartbeat.

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AHHHHHHHHH EMMY IS ALIVEEEEEEEEEEEE

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER :)

I know this had no Spencer in it but the next one will

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