TO BE LOVED
:: xix, devilish acts ( part 2 )

For the most part, Thomas had been doing what Rossi said for the past few hours —— staying out the way. However, jones was about to be family and he couldn't watch his soon to be brother in law crumble because he didn't do everything he could to help.

So without thinking before acting, he called jones on his phone. He asked him to come back to the house because he needed to talk with him and it was quite important.

Eventually, Thomas heard the front door opening. He walked from the kitchen to the door and found jones locking it from just walking in.

"See any cool sights?"

He shrugged, "Not really. Kind of stuck close to the neighborhood. What's up? You called."

"Obviously you know the case opened again. It was never closed but the Sherwood killer resurfaced."

Jones nodded, "Ok."

Thomas deeply sighed, "My team's looking at you as the killer. They think you're apart of this somehow and that it relates to me."

Jones eyes grew wide. He quickly became nervous, "What? Are you able to do something about this?"

"No." Thomas shook his head, "I'm off the case. But I suggest you leave town. If you're gone and the killer strikes again, that'll rule you out as a suspect."

He nodded, "Yeah . . I'll call Chrissy and make a call to some buddies."

Jones began heading past Thomas to the staircase and as he began up to his room, Thomas turned in his direction.

"Jones!" He called out, "Be discreet. My team will ask questions of your whereabouts."

"Noted."

• • •

Once jones got to his room, he immediately closed the door and locked it. He pulled out his phone and called his sister. After a few rings, she finally answered.

"Jones im at work. What is it?"

He spoke in a manic, "Chris we got to talk. Thomas' team is snooping. They're looking at me and he thinks I should get out of town."

"Which you're not, right?"

"No. Who'll clean up your mess?"

"Low blow."

He lightly scoffed, "What should I do? I'm freaking out."

"Calm yourself. They don't have anything. Besides, the fact that Thomas warned you, means he's willing to help when the time comes." She finished, "Don't act suspicious. I'll be home when I get off. Stay in the house."

Once the call ended, jones went and unlocked his bedroom door. He soon opened the door and there stood Thomas, his arm up and hand in a fist ready to knock.

"Hey, Tom. What's up?"

"Talk to Chris?"

"Uh —— yeah, yeah." His words scrambled a bit, "She'll be home soon. She wants to discuss this together."

Thomas nodded, "That's understandable."

It quickly grew silent between them and soon Thomas headed back downstairs. This was a tough situation he was in and to be frank, deep down in his thoughts, he was thinking about going on his own route of the case because he was sure about one thing that his team mentioned.

The killer followed him all the way from Nevada and he wondered why that was.

• • •

Soon Chrissy pulled up into the driveway and got out the car with her purse in hand. She locked her car on the way to the front door. As soon as her hand met the knob, she felt a weird feeling —— almost like someone was watching.

Little did she know, someone was or someones. Apparently, a black suv sat across from the house. Spencer and jj had been on a stake the entire day, since Thomas arrived back to the house. Hotch and Rossi wanted to keep tabs on him, due to Rossi's suggestion.

It wasn't that Rossi didn't trust Thomas, it was more so to keep him safe because the team was certain that he was somehow apart of this.

Jj leaned back in the passenger's seat, "I hate this, Spence."

His view was towards the house with the camera in hand, "We're looking at jones, not Thomas —— if that changes anything."

"It doesn't. He's apart of our team, we should trust his word."

Spencer lowered the camera and turned towards jj, "We do trust him, but you have to admit, Jones is suspicious."

"He is. But I think we should at lest keep Thomas looped in."

"Hotch said no, jj." Spencer started the truck, "Ready?"

Jennifer just nodded in response, then Spencer proceeded to drive. As he drove, jj pulled her phone out. She texted will she would be home soon and then texted Thomas.

We need to talk. Stopping by yours in the morning.

Just like that, Thomas glanced at his phone seeing the message. Soon his phone met the coffee table yet again, because Chrissy had just walked into the living room.

"Tommy, I appreciate your concern for my brother but I think he should stay here. Running would just be suspicious."

He stood up from the couch, meeting her halfway, between the dining and living room, "Yeah, you're right. Bad idea."

She took his hand, "To lighten the mood, I settled on a date for us."

"And that is?"

"This summer. June eighth." She smiled.

"Wow, two months. You sure you don't want take time and wait a little?"

"Why would we do that? Are you backing out?"

He immediately shook his head, "No. I just think it's going a little fast and not easing in."

She sighed, "We can take our time if you want but I just can't wait to call you my husband and take your last name. Is that so wrong?" She was very good at getting her way or as others call it, manipulation.

He caressed her arms, "No, it's not. Let's do it. June eighth."

She smiled, "You sure?"

"Positive."

She began heading to the kitchen, "I'm going to get dinner ready."

Thomas watched as she headed towards the kitchen and for some reason, he had to get these certain words out because he was feeling them in that moment.

"Hey Chris, I love you."

Her back faced him, a smile formed across her lips, "I love you too."

Chrissy then proceeded to the kitchen and Thomas went and sat back in the living with a smile. Despite everything that was currently happening, he felt overjoyed now.

a/n:
they said i love you oof.
any predictions or what
you might want to happen?