Spencer's worlds collided when his favourite book shop owner is needed to help solve a case he is working on. Only the problem is he wasn't the one to bring her on.
(I do not own any of the characters from criminal minds just my own.)
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After Gramps went back home I got the best news anyone could ask for, which is that I don't need to use my cane anymore. And it's a plus since I stopped using it a week ago, much to Spencer not knowing. But with that news and me being able to travel on planes again means one thing. We are telling the team. 'This is gonna be so weird..... J is gonna kill him.' "River you ok?" Spencer asked from the couch. "Yeah. My mind just becomes mush after a few hours of paperwork like this. That and I'm worried about what's gonna happen when the rest of the team finds out about us." I told making him get up to walk over to me and wrapped his arms around me. "It will be fine babe. They will be thrilled to find out." "J will murder you..... so will my cousins. Oh god my cousins are so gonna murder you." "Your oldest cousin is a fed, and we are both feds. It's ok." He told as he took the chair next to me. "Spencer do you want to know the reason I call Sniper, Sniper?" I asked as I turned around in my seat. "Sure." "It's because he used to be a U.S Army Ranger, serving in the gulf war, Somalia, Guatemala and Kosovo, just to name a few." "Oh...." "Yeah. He's been to war, and will kick the shit out of you." "But the rest of your cousins are fine....right?" He asked as his face held worry on them. "Nope." "Motor?" "Military intelligence last I heard." "De?" "Was raised like a child soldier and his favourite weapon is a two shot sawed-off shotgun." I told with a small smile. "Uni boy?" "He won't kill you for thinking about kissing me but will kill you if you hurt me. He was also raised as a child soldier." "Oh I'm so dead." "Yeah. Be glad you have not met them yet." "I'm not ever going to be ready to meet them." "Trust me. You will meet them someday. More then you have with Motor. And when you do, they will find out and will want to kill you." "Maybe we just don't." "No trust me. Uni boy will find out and will ask, he will keep it a secret. De however will not and will glare towards you." "Your family is complicated." "You really have no idea the full aspect of my family and the secrets that are passed down." "Anything I should expect if I ever meet them?" "Prey you can put run them." "Not what I was expecting." "My whole family story is complicated and I would have to go through the whole aspect of it and I am not ready for it since it's a full week worth of information. Too complicated for all that." "Will you ever tell me about your family?" "One day. It's just..... my family isn't as great as one could be. My parents are dead, my brother.... my brother is gone, my cousin Sniper broke my heart.... he did something he shouldn't have done but he did. Motor is chill but he has a problem but won't admit he has. My cousin De and Uni boy is not what you expect from the small video you saw of them when they were younger. My aunt Mary and uncle Marine are dead, and I don't speak to my other uncle or aunt on the other side of the family. And then there's is big secret that no one really knows." I told "Is it bad?" "Not really. It's complicated to say the least. I will tell you one day I promise." "Take all the time you need." He told as he took my hand and gave the back of it a kiss. Soon there was a knock on my door making me get up and grab the gun that I kept hidden on the table next to my door. I made sure the release was pulled back before I opened the door and pointed it to see no one was there. I looked down the hall to see if anyone was still moving only for me to look down and see a package. I picked it up gently and brought it inside before shutting the door behind me. I placed the gun back where it was hidden before placing the gift on the table. "Is that a wrapped gift?" He asked as came and stood next to me. "Yep. Not a bomb so that good." "How do you know it's not a bomb?" "Because the writing matches that of the stalker. If the stalker truely wanted me dead, then they wouldn't have done it here. Also they wouldn't have protected me back on my first official case with you guys." I told as I carefully opened it.
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(What the snow globe looks like.)
Once we got into the box I looked at what it was and turned around to grab my things. "Why did the stalker get you a vintage snow globe?" He asked "He has gone too far this time." "How?" "Because that's the exact same snow globe Sniper gave to me that started my love for snow globes. The son of a bitch figured that out and now we are taking this to add to the evidence." "There's more to this River." He told as I looked over to see he had the card that was in the box. "Like what?" "Sorry for the late birthday gift. Don't worry I'll make up for it, but I hope you enjoy this one for now. Until next time, Mouse. ~From the Boogieman." 'They know about that?' "Why did they call you mouse?" "It's the nickname my brother used to call me when I was younger because of the snow globe. I liked mouses a lot when I was younger." "This is not good then." "Not good indeed." 'How did they learn that?'