Big Reputation • Spencer Reid • Criminal Minds

Chapter 11 • The Morning Breeze Filled with Dead People. Hooray.

"Unlike the real Zodiac, who's goal was mass hysteria. This copy cat's message is directed at an individual woman with whom he's obsessed." Hotch stated

Morgan took a seat before continuing, "The women that he's killed so far have been surrogates for her. He was either rejected or believes that he can't have her, so he feels a rage towards this woman and any man that she's with."

Now your turn, your heart fluttered with nervousness, "His actions are probably an attempt to impress the object of his obsession or prove his love." That wasn't so bad, "The unsub chose the copy the Zodiac because he wants to feel as brilliant, famous, and powerful as his predecessor."

JJ gave you a proud smile, she definitely acted like a mom of the group, "You should be looking for a physically fit male in his 20s to 30s. He's highly intelligent but he holds a mental or low-level job. He has few friends and fantasizes of a world in which he feels special."

"And the frequency of the kills suggests that he may be on the verge of losing the object of his obsession." Hotch finished.

Derek and JJ took any questions the police had as the rest of the group exited and once pinky again split to their separate jobs. You began to walk towards the back room, but a tug on your sleeve made you stop.

"My offer still stands," you turned to face Reid, "I'm going to go to a coffee shop, it helps me focus better in an open environment strangely enough." He held a folder of the codes to his chest with one arm, and the other one in his pocket. His eyes were wide waiting for a response, he looked like a puppy. And unfortunately you had a soft spot for dogs, at least, that's what you told yourself.

It definitely wasn't just a soft spot for Spencer Reid.

Once again after arriving at the local business he pulled out the chair for you to sit across from him.

"This was a good idea Reid, we're getting stares already. Good thinking about the publicity of the our fake relationship."

He nodded slowly, biting his lip before he began sorting through papers. You sipped your tea and looked out the window, thinking back to the lady reporter. She mentioned rumors started by Antonio. Whilst you were an extremely curious person, you were also cautious about what you consumed on social media.

After years of therapy and self training, you were finally back in a good mental state. Without producers and mangers hanging over your every step, it felt freeing to be in the BAU. But you had put yourself on the Internet, and now you were paying the price.

"Why do you only call me Reid?"

You looked back at him, "Reid just sounds professional and cool," you smiled, "Listen to it-Agent Reid."

"Doctor Reid," he corrected, your goofy smile was shared between the two of you

"Oh right, my bad." You chuckled and rolled your eyes, "Is there something else you would like me to call you?"

His eyes darkened and suddenly you could feel tension between the two of you. He broke eye contact after a few seconds, "JJ calls me Spence,"

"Spence," you mumbled, nodding your head

He smiled at you before his eyes became clouded. He shook his head and looked back down at his paper, scribbling away at shapes and letters. You stayed silent for a few minutes, silently watching him work on the paper in front of him. He sighed heavily, scrunching his eyebrows together before leaning his head back and closing his eyes.