"Why did you do that?"
Meme Status | Still Accepting
My muse has been injured severely and is unable to really move. The attack was meant to harm your muse but my muse jumped in the way. Send “Why did you do that?” To hear what my muse has to say.
jxreaux
Spencer hadn’t been thinking. In fact, he hadn’t really had time to think too much. All he knew was that JJ was in danger, and there was no way in hell that he would let her suffer again. He would rather mark another suffering or near-death experience onto his already-long list, than to have her add one to her own list.
And that is exactly what Spencer had done.
Their unsub had turned a gun on JJ, and was threatening to shoot. While JJ was holding her own fairly well, Spencer knew what was going to come next. He had his own gun up and ready to fire if necessary, but the man wasn’t really interested in him. The unsub kept looking at JJ, asking her questions that didn’t pertain to any of his victims or the fact that she was with the FBI. And then it happened.
The unsub’s gun had fired and Spencer didn’t know what else to do. He jumped in front of his friend, catching the bullet to his shoulder and groaning loudly in pain. He heard another gunshot–perhaps JJ or another agent shooting the unsub, Spencer couldn’t tell. All he was focused on now was the white pain radiating through his shoulder and neck.
JJ’s voice sounded from above him, and Spencer looked up at her with pain-filled chocolate hues. “I…I didn’t want you to get hurt…” he said softly. “You…You’ve already been through enough in the past year and…and…I didn’t….I didn’t want you having to go through even more. And…I was worried that he would aim for…for your head…”
