Chapter Text
First POV:
Spencer began to lead me over to the stretcher awaiting me. I was a bit nervous, feeling a bit hesitant but Spencer rubbed my back, assuring me that it'd be okay. The EMT and two paramedics helped me onto the gurney, beginning to check my vitals. I looked at Agent Reid, hoping that he would come with me since I felt like I could trust him, but I don't really prefer speaking up. I just kinda signaled with my fingers, pointing at him, getting his attention. He began to walk towards me, before asking the paramedics if he could come along with me. It's like he knew exactly what I was thinking.
They begin to lift me into the ambulance, as Spencer follows the paramedics in. I flash a smile at Spencer, before a sharp pain overtakes my right arm. I cringe in pain, realizing that they're just putting an IV in, but it's still pretty horrible.
"What's your name, sweetheart?" One of the paramedics questions me. Before I respond, Spencer automatically tells them for me, which kinda took me by surprise.
"Uh, (Y/N), I hope you don't mind but once we get to the hospital - I'm going to ask you some questions, if that's okay?" Spencer questions gently, not wanting to upset me. I nod to him, while starting to remember everything that's gone down before this moment. I always thought that I'd be left and found dead. I didn't expect any of this happen so I want to cry tears of happiness - but I still have so much more time to recover and overcome this but it'll take time.
The ride to the hospital was pretty boring but it was better than being locked away in the dark. I'm still pretty scared to even be near others, though. I'm ashamed about how it all went down and how I let myself be weak. I really try not to blame myself but It's hard. My mind is everywhere now. They had to unhook the IV since they'd be transferring me soon.
We arrived pretty fast, thankfully. I was lifted out of the ambulance and they rushed me through the hospital. The bright lights flashed within my view. I kept looking for Spencer. I didn't see him but I heard his voice.
"You're doing great, (Y/N)!"
His words of motivation comforted me. I don't feel as scared as I'm supposed to feel. I read each sign we passed by. I felt some of the nurses and doctors stare at me. I turn my head to look back, connecting my eyes to Spencer. He flashed a small smile, nodding to reassure me.
"Female, (Age)! Start the testing, get her a room, rape kit needed..." One of the paramedics shouted to the doctor assigned to me. The paramedics hauled me into the nearest room, transferring me to the bed. "I'm going to have to administer an IV, okay?"
I nodded, looking away as he stuck me with the needle. I strained, gritting my teeth together. It hurt so fucking bad. Spencer watched from outside the door, noticing my pain. I felt the medicine getting administered through the IV drip. It felt cold, almost burning through my veins subtly. I turned to look at the IV bag, watching it drip.
I heard the hospital door open, knowing it was Spencer. "That must've hurt really badly, I apologize for being unable to come in sooner..."
"It's okay, don't be sorry... I'm just glad that I got that over with," I blabbered out, watching him take a seat next to me. He bit his lip as he pulled out a small notebook. I looked down for a moment, remembering to stay strong and that everything would be okay.
He licked his lips, before taking a breath. "What happened during those few months you were there?"
I found myself shiver thinking about it. "W-Well, you know...."
He placed his hand on the top of mine. I gazed at him, knowing that I was safe. I started again, "He abused me, both sexually and physically..."
Spencer began to write it down with his other hand. His thumb began to rub the top of my hand to calm me. "What things did he do to you?"
"It started off with just beatings, he'd just slam me into a wall..." My voice cracked but I tried to get myself together. "...It became more after a while, though..."
He looked at me with soft eyes. I could tell that it was hard for him, too. I felt a tear slide down my cheek. "He always talked about deals he had with people. He would have me hide in this cupboard. If I made one movement, he'd rape me..."
I saw his expression change fast. He had no words to say. "It's okay, you don't have to comfort me..."
"I will do whatever in my power I can to make that monster go down, I promise you that!" He exclaimed, very confidently. It made me smile. It made this all less scary. I was very thankful that he was savior. I could've gotten anyone but I got this dork. He's a good guy, even in the short amount of time I've spoken with him.
"Uh... Spencer?" I stumbled over my words a bit, catching his attention obviously. He raised an eyebrow, motioning for me to continue. "c-can we keep in contact?"
He smiled at me, nodding before handing me a piece of paper. He had already written down his number to give to me. I was taken back almost by his kindness. I flashed a small smile back at him.
It was the start of something new.