The Louvre | Spencer Reid ✓

e l e v e n - "profiles"

⚠️warning⚠️ this chapter contains talk of a case that has to do with rape, read with caution.

Also sorry this chapter is dialogue heavy lol

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Spencer's POV:

As I walk into the FBI building, I think back to last night. I had an amazing time with Rose, I picked up some Chinese food for us then we watched Star Trek. I loved the way she cuddled up to me while watching the movie, my arm around her, her head resting on my chest... it felt like home... it felt like love.

We have been talking for exactly 4 months, 3 days, 42 minutes and counting. We have been dating for exactly 3 months, 10 days, and 17 minutes and counting. As the days go on I begin to fall more in love with her and that makes me extremely happy, but terrified at the same time. Last time I loved someone like I do now it didn't end well.

I reach the glass doors of the BAU and I'm greeted by JJ walking around with a cup of coffee.

"Hey Spence," she says to me.

I smile back at her, "Hi JJ," I walk over to my desk and set my satchel down. I look at my desk and open one of the files to start filling it out.

I work for about 30 minutes when I hear Garcia frantically walking through the bullpen with a file in her hand.

"Crime fighters, we have a case, and it's a doozy," Penelope says as she walks into the roundtable room.

I get up from my desk and follow the rest of the team. I think to myself what crazy case we are going to deal with for the next week or few. I sit down in between JJ and Emily. I then open the case file that is set in front of me as Garcia presents the case.

"This one is local," Garcia starts as she clicks the TV on to show three different pictures, "three women in their mid twenty's have been raped then murdered."

The pictures show these three women displayed like trash. They were all laying in random alleys in the downtown district, they were all found without clothing, only a white sheet on top of them.

JJ looks up, "Strange... raped then stabbed to death. Usually stabbing is a sign of impotence."

All of us take into account of the strange MO.

"Do we have an ID on the women?" Hotch asks.

Garcia switches the screen to show two pictures of two of the women when they were alive, "Two of the victims were identified. First we have Rebecca Stines, 26, she owned a pretty popular and fancy restaurant downtown. Second we have Ally Walker, 24, she was a law student at Georgetown."

Emily speaks up, "Was there any DNA found at the scene?"

"Surprisingly no."

"The unsub is most likely experienced," I say, "probably someone who has a record."

We finish going over the details of the case. Hotch sends Rossi and JJ to the coroner's, Derek and Emily to the dump site, and I'll stay back to work the geographical profile.

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As I'm working on the profile, my phone rings. I look down to see that it's Rose, "Hey."

"Hey Spence."

"Hi Rose."

"I just wanted to let you know I don't know if I will be able to come over later, there is a patient that I want to keep watch over until she gives birth and I don't know how long that will be."