Red~ Spencer Reid

Part 1

I exited the elevator entering the bullpen, my go bag swung over my left shoulder.

"Babygirl, Hotch wants us in the briefing room" Derek said standing up from his desk.

"New case?" I tossing my duffle bag underneath my desk walking over to stand next him

"Seems like it" He said.

I nodded and followed Derek into the briefing room. I took a seat looking straight ahead. JJ was standing up the front ready to brief us on our next case.

The rest of the team entered filling up the seats surrounding the circular wooden table situated in the dead center of the room.

"Karla Roberts, 27 found murdered in her home last night" JJ said clicking on of the buttons on the remote she was holding.

A picture of a woman appeared on the screen her throat had been slashed and there was a singular bullet hole in the middle of her forehead. JJ turned sideways facing the screen and pointed the remote at the TV pressing the next button.

"Amy lambert, 25 found murdered in her home same MO, was murdered three days ago" JJ said turning back around to face us.

"If it is the same unsub they don't have much of a cooling off period I mean two victims in three days" Morgan said.

"We'll need to be expecting another body" Hotch sighed.

"The LAPD haven't been able to get any leads so far, no witnesses and at the moment no connections between the two woman" JJ said.

"They're in the same age range but they look completely different" I pointed out.

"One's brunette, ones ginger, one has green eyes and one has brown" Reid rambled on.

"One seems nicely dressed while the other seems to be dressed much more casually" Rossi added on.

"So the only thing remotely similar between these two woman are there age" I said tilting my head to the side.

"Which means we have no idea who he's going to go after next" Emily sighed crossing her arms over her chest, she looked slighty uncomfortable.

"Alright wheels up in 30" Hotch abruptly standing up from his chair and leaving to his office.

"I hate these kinds of cases" I muttered leaving the room, Spencer must have heard me.

"Why?" He asked tilting his head slightly to the left.

"Because there are always more victims and with two victims within three days he's acting fast" I said.

Spencer reached over and placed his hand on my shoulder. It felt oddly calming.

"Y/n sometimes we just have to do what we can, we can't save everyone just focus on the people we do save" He said.

"Thanks Spencer" I said offering him a small smile of thanks.

He nodded and headed towards his desk grabbing his go bag. I went to my own desk and slung my bag over my shoulder heading towards the elevator.

Once we reached the jet I took a seat next to one of the windows. I always like to gaze out the window during our flights. It's calm before the storm and unfortunately the storm is inevitable with this job.

Spencer walked in and took a seat across from me, his leg gently brushing mine underneath the table. Emily came and sat next to me and Derek sat next to Spencer.

JJ and Hotch were talking about something at the other end of the plane most likely about dealing with press once we landed and Rossi like usual was seated by himself reading.

Morgan pulled on his headphones and leant his head back against the chair listening to his music. I've known Derek for years he was practically like an older brother to me and I know that he listens to music to deal with the stress of the job. We all have some way of coping.

"You know I've never been to LA before" I said averting my gaze from the view.

Spencer looked at me and put his book down on his lap.

"Seriously?" He asked, I chuckled a little.

"Seriously I have never been to LA" I said.

"Well you are missing out" Emily nudged me slightly.

Derek must've heard our conversation and pulled off his headphones.

"I thought you had gone to LA" Derek said.

"No D I have never set foot in LA" I chuckled.

"Well Y/n I'll have to show you what LA is all about" Derek smirked, I cringed slightly when he used my childhood nickname.

"We have a killer to catch" Spencer said shaking his head.

"We can celebrate after the killer is caught then, Spencer " I said with a slight smirk.

"You guys can" Spencer said not lifting his gaze from the page he was reading.

"Oh come on pretty boy live a little" Derek said draping his arm over Spencer's shoulder.

"Clubs and parties aren't really my thing" Spencer grimaced leaning forward to remove Derek's arm off him.

"Buzzkill" I teased.

Spencer lightly kicked my leg under the table, I glared at him but he didn't meet my gaze instead he kept his nose buried in his book with a small smirk displayed on his face.