Maddy's P.O.V.

It's dark. It's dark, and I can actually comprehend it's dark. I can't remember why it's so dark at the moment, but I do know my arm is throbbing. I am able to open my droopy eyelids with a fair amount of effort, and see my team surrounded me. There's also Blake and another woman, Emily, I think. Everyone but Spencer. I try to turn my head to look for him, but I can't. I have a breathing tube in. But out of the corner of my eye, I'm able to see him lying in a hospital bed beside me. I watch his eyes open, adjusting to the surroundings. His eyes flicker forward me, and the smile I adore comes across his face. I grin back, relieved to see Spencer and the rest of the team here with me.

"Well, look who decided to wake up." Morgan says.

"It's quite odd, they woke up only a few seconds apart." The dark haired woman who I assume is Emily comments.

"Everything about those two is odd." Morgan states to Emily like it's a fact.

"Can still hear." I speak my first words since I've woken up. My voice isn't very steady, and it's a bit raspy. I'm now remembering everything. I was put under to reconstruct bones in my arm, after everything went on with Peter.

"Move us closer." Spencer says to no one in particular, he just wants it done. Morgan does, but only as soon as doctors are finished making sure Spencer and I are doing alright. They say some things to Hotch, but I don't pay to much attention. They shouldn't be back for another hour or so. I reach my left arm out, across the bed to grab onto Spencer's hand. I notice I have an IV in my arm. It's the closet we can get for now.

"How are you two feeling?" Garcia asks, always concerned about the welfare of others.

"My arm hurts." I say, truthfully.

"They have you on some pretty strong medication. They just began the IV a few minutes before you woke up. It should start kicking in soon." Rossi tells me. I hope he's correct. It hurts a lot worse than it did when I got shot the one time, not to long ago.

"What about you, Spence?" JJ questions.

"My neck hurts and itches." He tells us.

"Hmh, itching. Probably because of the stitches." Blake concludes.

"When can we get out?" I ask. I hate hospitals. Not much is good in here. I mean sure, you're healing people, but there's always a bad cause to the thing you're healing. One of the only good things would be mothers giving birth, creating life.

"They might want you a day or two more. For sure tonight. You'll probably need at least one week, probably two, off. But you can't do anything physical for the next month. Both off you. Thankfully, Blake and Emily can stay for at least a few more weeks to help us out." Hotch informs us. Two months! But I'm glad they could find someone to help out for a little while.

"I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself to either Maddy or Kate." Emily begins. "I'm Emily Pretniss, I used to work for the BAU as well."

"Nice to meet you. I've heard about you before." I say, having regained most of my speech.

"I'll hope good." She responds light heartedly.

"A badass and an unfortunate victim of a physics magic mishap." I tell her the information Spencer told me.

She laughs, "I'll just assume Spencer"

"You're assumption is correct." I say to Emily.

A little while after and when doctors had just left the room again, Hotch tells the team "I'm just going to talk with Maddy, Spencer, and Kate for a little bit. You guys to do as you please." The team all walks out of the room, not wanting to bother us.

Once the door is closed behind them, Hotch pulls up two chairs for him and Kate next to our bed. He sits down in the chair with a look on his face that is almost softer than usual, more compassionate. "I know this might be hard, especially because it hasn't been to long. And for your circumstances, Maddy. But, if you can, I'd like you to tell me everything that happened and how you feel. It can help you cope with your emotions and you'll be better off later on." Hotch asks and then explains to us.

"Alright." I begin. "So, I saw my dad walking into a apartment building, I could recognize his face from anywhere. I called Garcia and asked if there were any possible victims residing here, and there was one. So we followed him into the potential victims apartment, to foolish to look at the name of the place. When we barged in, my dad immediately knocked the gun from my hand, and with that he knocked Kate unconsious. He pulled Spencer to the ground and held a knife to his neck while holding me at gunpoint with my own gun. He then dragged Kate and held Spencer and I at gunpoint as he lead us to the room in the basement. I saw Spencer was hurt from the knife, so I wrapped his neck with the sweater sleeve. Then Kate woke up, and I explained everything to her. Oh, and before Kate woke up, he took only Spencer's and my vests and phones,that's why we could call you on Kate's, he forgot. The he had us lined up against the wall so you could all see us. When he was enraged and ended the call, he called me over by him. I went, and he said that he was "going to refresh my memory." He also ordered Spencer and Kate to not stop watching, no matter what. He began kissing my neck, and I yelled at him and pulled away." I tell him Hotch the first part. At this point is when tears begin trickling down my face. I continue, "So then I he took out a gun and shoot me twice, right next to my first bullet scar. Then Spencer wrapped that with his other sweater sleeve. Then I convinced my dad to leave because we would die before two days without medical supplies. I called you with Kate's phone. When he finally got back, he pulled out his gun when he saw me. He was contemplated what to do, who to shoot. Eventually, he tried to shoot at me, but I did before he was able to."

"So Peter attempted to rape you?" Clarifies Hotch. I nod. "Anything to add from you two?" Hotch asks Kate and Spencer.

"Well when Peter was walking out of the room, that's when he slashed my arm." Kate tells Hotch.

"Other than that, I think Maddy got about everything." Spencer adds.

"Maddy, how do you feel about everything? I'm asking you first because you knew him personally, he's done things to you in the past, he attempted to relive those past memories, and you had to kill him." Hotch explains to us.

"I suppose I feel different about different aspects of it. I'm angry he killed my family and hurt my friends, I'm angry about what he tried to do and did do to me. But I'm sad yet relieved he's gone. I'm sad I was the one who had to kill him, he's still my dad. I'm relieved he's gone because he can't inflict any more pain on anyone I love, or even anyone else." I attempt to sort through my emotions.

Hotch nods, then asks Spencer and Kate how they are doing. Spencer says he's angry how he hurt me, my family, Kate, and other innocent women. Kate says that as well, and how she feels terrible for all of the families who have to go through the lose of a loved one.

"Thanks for talking to me. I know it's hard. If you need anything, you can always talk to me or anyone else on the team." Hotch tells us, then walking out of the room.

"I'll let you two relax for a bit. Surgery must have made you exhausted." Kate tells us, walking out of the room as well. That leaves Spencer and I alone, still clutching onto each other's hands.

"I'm glad we are out now." Spencer says. "I know it's terrible to be kidnapped and held under hostage, it's happened to me several times before. But when it's a family member that's the bad guy, it would be that much worse. I'm just so mad at him right now Maddy. He hurt you numerous times."

"But now he's gone, I took care of it."

"And I know you feel guilty about it."

"Well yeah, I don't like killing people. And he is still my dad. It's the first person I killed."

"I know you must feel horrible, I don't like killing people that I don't even know either. But if it makes you feel any better, the first man I killed I didn't intend to kill. I was aiming for his leg. I wasn't even certified, and by killing that man was how I became certified. For every good thing there is a price to pay." Spencer explains to me. Doesn't make me feel any better, but it's nice to be talking to him. Then a doctor walks in to check up on Spencer and I. He is probably in his mid- forties.

"We just began actually working again not long ago, and now we are out for another month." I complain. It effects me a bit more because Spencer doesn't really do much physical work.

"Well it's not like I do to much physically anyway. Only when I need to." He admits. One of the qualities that I admire about Spencer is that he realizes his weaknesses and flaws. Well I wouldn't call them flaws, I say he's flawless.

"Well, you're a lot more helpful not doing physical activity. We all benefit in our own ways." I reassure Spencer.

"Do you think we can get anything to eat?" Spencer asks. I'm hungry as well, having not ate since I was back at the office.

"Maybe. Let's ask when a doctor comes back."

"Maddy, do you think that your mom would like me?" Spencer asks after a few minutes of silence and thought.

"She would have loved you, Spencer. Once we get out of here, I'll take you by her." I promise.

"Alright, as long as you're good with it."

"Spencer, it's far by time you meet her. You would have meet her a lot earlier if she was here. You two would have gotten along great. I wish you could have really meet her." I tell him. I really wish that they could have meet. I think about all of the stepping stones in life that she'll miss. My relationship with Spencer, my wedding, my children, and all of their lives.

"And one day, sometime soon, I'll take you to meet my mom. Maybe we can take a few days in Vegas while we can't work."

"That would be great, Spencer. You don't know how much I love you."

"But I do. Just as much as I love you."
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So I ended it on a sappy note. I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long, but it's hard. Get straight A's, take advanced course, participate in sports, participate in other clubs and extracurriculars, maintain a little bit of a social life, and don't be stressed out. Not much freetime, so I'm writing at 1:00am on a Friday night. Oh well, it works. This weekend is busy as always. Tomorrow morning and afternoon is homework, night is the little social life I have, Sunday morning and afternoon is homework, and Sunday night is skating. Oh, and even better news. When I was skating tonight, my blade cracked in half. And my team competes in a week. I'm sorry I just complained a whole bunch you didn't really need to listen to me here.