𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐞 ➸ 𝗌.𝗋𝖾𝗂𝖽

chapter six

chapter six.
(season one; episode ten)

"REID," Morgan happily began as Spencer walked into the office floor, "I've never seen you come in five minutes late. Is it because of your damsel in distress, loverboy?"

"My who?" Spencer asked, placing down his satchel in his chair before walking over to the coffee machine and having Morgan follow.

"Your neighbor, Anna-Jane," Morgan clarified, "Were you guys doing something you shouldn't?"

"If you meant talking to her mother this morning, then yeah," Spencer retorted and Morgan's eyes went wide, so Spencer quickly shook his head, "It's not that serious."

"So why are you meeting her mother?"

"Because we ran into each other before leaving for work. She was with her mom when I saw her," He went on to explain, causing Morgan's excitement to die down.

Morgan hummed, sipping on his coffee as Spencer made his own, "How is she though?"

"Okay.. I think," Spencer responded, "I haven't seen her all week until today on her way to work. She seems fine."

"You guys live across from each other yet you haven't seen her until today after her being abducted a week ago?" Morgan questioned, watching Spencer calmly nod. "It must be hard for her to go back there."

"She's strong, I think she'll do okay," Spencer shared and Morgan nodded.

"You know what you should do?" He asked and Spencer looked at him as he went on, "You should ask her out for dinner."

"Why would I do that?"

"Why wouldn't you?"

"She's my neighbor and she just gone through something very traumatic, Morgan," Spencer explained, pouring sugar heavily into his cup, "I think the last thing she'd want is to go on a date right now."

"Easy up on the sugar, Reid," Morgan told him as he noticed how much Spencer had put in.

"I need something to wake me up," Spencer responded, glad the conversation switched topics. He wanted to ask Anna-Jane a million and one questions, to see how she was holding up, but when he saw her, all the questions disappeared from his mind. From a person's perspective, she looked like she was okay, but from a behavior profiler, she wasn't okay in the slightest.

"No sleep?" Spencer shook his head at Morgan's question, "What's keeping you up? Wait, let me guess- memorizing some obscure textbook. No, no, no, no, working on cold fusion- no, I got it, watching Star Trek and laughing at the physics mistakes."

"Actually, there aren't that many scientific errors in Star Trek, especially considering how long ago it was made. There are certain improbabilities, but not that many outright errors," Spencer corrected, causing Morgan's amusement to fade.

"Right.." Morgan then turned on his heels, about to walk off until Spencer called out his name, causing him to look back.

"Uh, do you ever have dreams?" Spencer asked, but Morgan furrowed his brows, "I guess nightmares would be a more accurate description."

"Is that's what keeping you up?" Morgan questioned seriously, watching Spencer glance down at his mug.

"I used to get them occasionally, but lately it's like I have them every night," Spencer explained, looking up at Morgan.

"What are they about?"

"This," Spencer glanced around the room, his voice lower than before, "What we do.. do you have nightmares?"