Snap Out of It

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Tw: some case i made up that involves stabbing

You arrive at the field office and are directed to a small room set up with a table and whiteboard for your team. You immediately get to work setting up a profile.

"So this guy is targeting blonde women and stabbing them, that's usually a sign of impotence," Prentiss starts.

"He's also leaving them in places like alleys and dumpsters, which says a lot about how he views women," you add.

"Maybe he was recently divorced or abandoned and that's what set him off." Says Reid.

Hotch rings Garcia and puts her on speakerphone.

"Speak and be heard my lovelies," she sings. Garcia is the glue keeping this team together, when it comes to the stuff you have to see every day, she's always right there to make you laugh.

"Garcia look for men between 30 and 40 that have recently divorced blonde women. It probably would have been within the last two months," Reid explains. You can hear Penelope typing away on the other end.

"Got it, a Mr. James Higgins, I'll send you his address," she exclaims, hanging up.

"Alright, everyone gear up," Hotch says. You follow everyone out to the SUVs where they are gearing up. You slide on an FBI vest, tightening the sides to fit you better. You hop into one of the cars with your team members and get on the road.

Once you are there, you unholster your gun, keeping it up as Morgan kicks open the door. You rush inside behind the others.

"Clear!" A few if your friends shout as they wander through the house.

"Guys, hurry over here!" You shout, opening the basement door you found. You rush down the stairs and find your unsub holding a knife to a woman's throat.

"James, put the knife down," you say cautiously, stepping forward slowly.

"Back up or I swear to god I'll kill her!" He shouts, adjusting his grip on the knife, which elicits a cry from his hostage.

"Okay, okay," you say, backing up. "Just put the knife down, and we can work this out."

"No! You don't understand!" He screams.

"We know that you grew up without any friends. Women rejected you and that caused you to hate yourself. You thought that your wife was finally the one for you, but then she left you just like everybody else," Hotch says, looking James right in the eye.

While James was stunned from Hotch's remark, Derek took the chance and tackled him away from the woman, tossing the knife to the side and handcuffing James.  You took the lady into your embrace and held her tight and let her cry into your arms while the others put James in a car.

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The team decides to stay in Seattle for the night and leave the next day. Morgan demanded that everyone go out for drinks and dancing to celebrate before returning home. You walk into the hotel room with Reid, tossing your stuff to the side and quickly claiming the bathroom. You turn on the shower and step in, washing off the day's work. You clean up and condition you hair, rinsing everything out. You turn off the water and step out, drying off and walking back into the room with a towel wrapped around your body. Spencer's eyes rake your body and he clears his throat, standing up to go to the bathroom.  You notice his gaze and decide to mess with him a little.

"Like what you see bitchboy?" You tease.

"I could've asked you the same thing last night," he bites back, breezing past you into the bathroom. You stand there, dumbstruck for a minute before you focus on getting dressed. You didn't bring anything formal in your go bag and you assume nobody else did so you pick out some high waisted skinny jeans and pair it with an emerald green satin button down. You pair it with your favorite pair of shoes, some dark green pumps. You comb your hair back, letting the brunette waves fall down your back. Your makeup consists of eyeliner wings, mascara, some blush, and a red tinted lip gloss. You check your appearance in the mirror and fuss with your hair a bit until you are satisfied. You sit down on the bed and scroll through twitter and instagram, updating yourself on the current events. You get so caught up in the doom scrolling that you don't notice Spencer come out of the bathroom until he's fully dressed and waving his hand in your face to get your attention.

"Come on, we can catch a taxi and meet the rest of the team downtown," he says, looking slightly aggravated. You sigh and slide off the bed, grabbing your purse and tossing your phone in. You wait with Spencer on the sidewalk and catch a taxi. You slide into the backseat after him, closing the door and directing the driver while you buckle up. Spencer adjusts himself so that his knee is now pressed against yours. Reid is tall, so he needs a lot of leg space. You feel your cheeks get red and silently thank the universe that it was dark out and he couldn't see. You eventually arrive at the bar, you pay the driver and grab your stuff, waiting on the sidewalk for Spencer to get out of the car.

"Heyyy!" Prentiss shouts when she sees you and Reid walk inside.

"Hey gorgeous," you say back, shooting her a flirty wink.

"We got shots!" Prentiss yells, turning her attention to the whole table. "Everyone drink, even you Reid!" She shouts. You laugh and take a shot from the tray, tilting your head back and scrunching your nose as the liquid runs down your throat. You never liked shots, so you decide to go to the bar and grab a drink. Walking back to the table with your cocktail in hand, you settle down with your friends, everyone loosening up and having fun. Even Reid, surprisingly.

"We should play truth or dare!" Prentiss shouts over the music. JJ giggles and nods in agreement.

"I'm in!" You shout, holding up your drink. Reid and Morgan eventually give in and agree to play with you. Hotch had left a bit earlier because he wanted to get some sleep before the flight the next day, and Rossi had wandered away from the table to talk to some women he spotted across the bar.

"I'll go first!" Morgan shouts. "Em, truth or dare?"

"Uhhh, dare!"

"I dare you to kiss JJ!"

"What makes you think we haven't already," Prentiss laughs. You and your friends whoop and laugh as Prentiss cups JJ's face and pulls her in for a delicate kiss. Morgan breaks it up when they start to get more into it, JJ's hands running through Emily's hair as they kiss harder.

"Alright me next!" Prentiss says, wiping her mouth and taking  a swig of her own drink. "Reid, truth or dare?" Reid freezes, obviously nervous.

"Dare I guess," he mumbles, unsure of whatever Prentiss is about to do.

"I dare youu..." Prentiss says, looking around with a wide grin on her face, "to kiss Y/n!" Reid turns a dark shade of red and you start laughing maniacally.

"I have to KISS Reid!" You ask, laughing so hard your stomach starts to hurt.

"I kissed JJ, it's only fair," Prentiss says, leaning forward with a shit eating grin.

"Alright, rules are rules I guess," you say. You turn to Reid, "get over here bitchboy." Reid rolls his eyes and sighs, hesitantly scooting closer to you. You turn to him and grab the sides of his face, pushing your lips onto his. He relaxes under your touch, easing into the kiss. His hands find a place on the back of your neck and in your hair as you continue to kiss him, your lips moving in sync with each other.

"Alright, alright!" JJ shouts, laughing with everyone else. You pull apart from Reid, the taste of his lips lingering in your mouth. You have to admit, Spencer Reid is a great kisser. Like, a really great kisser. The next hour or so flies by in a series of less scandalous dares, the five of you all having a great time.

"We should probably get back," JJ says, looking at the clock. Everyone agrees and packs up, chipping in to a generous tip for the waitress that had to deal with all of you. You make your way back to the hotel, stumbling into the room and flopping on the bed, still giggly from the night's events. You go to tell Spencer that you liked the kiss, but you fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow, Spencer falling asleep in his own bed not long after.