Chapter Text
Garcia was humming along to one of her new favorite songs and she typed away on her computers trying to find some thing to help with their current case when an alert went up on her computer that a call to 911 was placed from a number she had listed.
She bit her lip as she weighted to listen to the 911 recording.
“911, what is the cause of your emergency?”
There was a moment of silence before a light British voice answered dispatcher.
“Hmm, hi my name is Harry Potter and a very disturbing package was delivered to my home.”
García quickly dial Spencer’s number before she hadn’t even finished listening to the message. Well she waited for her genius to answer she did her magic to see if the police had already been dispatch.
“Hey García, do you have anything for me?”
García but her lip before saying.
“soOKspencerdon’tbe mad butIsortof put a trackeron Harry’s phone and-“
“Woah, woah, Garcia. What? you put a tracker on Harry’s phone?”
García fiddled with one of her Feathertop pens as she tried to explain.
“Oh well, hmm, you see since he is very important to you and you are very important to him and you have a dangerous job I wanted. I wanted to make sure that he would be safe and we would be one of the first to know if something ever happened and I believe something has..” she got out in one breath.
Spencers end of the phone was quiet for a few minutes before muttering could be heard and he was talking back with Garcia.
“Morgan is calling Hage and we are on our way to Harry’s. I know I don’t normally ask you to do anything of the sort but please keep your expertise besides on our case focused on anything that relies on Harry please.” spencer asked.
“Of course baby genius.” Garcia murmured as the phone disconnected.
Meanwhile
JJ stood there waiting as Hotch got off the phone.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
Hotch took off his sunglasses as he said;
“Apparently a disturbing package was delivered to Harry.” they walked to the door of the shop. “Reid and Morgan are on their way to his house.”
JJ opened the door to the shop as she blinked and said;
“Oh, no, hope there’s something they can do.”
The inside of Lions photography studios had very warm tone colors. Gold and burgundy being prominent.
“Interesting color scheme.” JJ said.
And they observed the lobby for a few minutes, watching the few people who did glance up at them from time to time, and the two workers behind the counter. it wasn’t till the bell over the door chimes again that one of the workers, a brunette, with short hair, and a lavender stream, and knowledge them.”
“Welcome to the Lions studio. How may I help you today?”
JJ approach to the counter with a warm smile and her badge opened, ready to be shown.
“High I am agent Jarreau with the FBI and I just have a couple questions. Do you have a minute?”
Across town, Morgan and Reid had just made it to Harry’s where there was a police car sitting outside of Harry’s house.
They had just stepped out of the car, when a fast blur collided with Spencer, who almost fell over if it hadn’t been for Morgan catching him. Looking down the thing that had clobbered the genius was his boyfriend Harry, who was clutching him tightly.
Spencer looked at Derek and nodded towards the officer, who was standing on the steps of Harry’s porch.
Spencer adjusted his hold and squeezed Harry closer to him. People who knew him would be a little shocked at the casual affection and touching that Spencer was allowing. But that was one thing about Harry He made Spencer comfortable, even in some of the most strangest or scary situations.
“It’s OK Harry, I’m here now. it’s OK.” Spencer said as he soothed Harry in his arms.