Spencer Reid
"Guys, I'm okay right now." Bryan's soft voice says, a few tears streaking her cheeks. "Um my heads a little banged up. Spence, don't worry about me. You realize women loves purple things? Like purple flowers. No wonder why I love your purple vest." She laughs softly, giving the circumstance.
"That's it. Don't say anything else. You have twenty four hours to figure out where she is or-" the unsub makes a gesture to her neck, symbolizing death.
The video cuts to an end and I stare at my hands, thinking.
"What does she mean?" Rossi asks, sitting beside me.
"She hates my purple vest because purple is her least favorite color." I say, making them all turn to me with confused faces.
"What do you mean? Why would she say that then?" Morgan asks.
"So you know how sometimes people close to each other create their own language?" They all nod. "It may be a stretch, but I think this is ours."
"What is it then? What does it mean?" Prentiss asks.
"So basically it's kind of simple, but it's one letter in l words that means something. There's only nine words to analyze because she said 'that is'. So there could be many words out of the nine said, but based off of the situation, not many would mean anything." I explain, grabbing a board and writing the nine words on it.
"So basically, you make words out of words?" Morgan asks and I nod, starting the journey on the words.
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It takes me an hour and a half, but I finally make out Yellow Spring Flowers.
"Got it." Garcia says over the phone as she is in her lair. "Yellow Spring Flowers is an abandoned flower shop at the edge of town. I'll send you the address now."
"This seems too easy-" I'm cut off by the gasp of Penelope.
"I just got sent another video. I'm setting it up to the tv." She says and the tv turns to a video of a sobbing Bryn.
"He's cutting off the time. Spence please. I don't want to die-" she's cut off by her own scream as the unsub stabs her stomach. Me and JJ both lock eyes as mine fill with tears.
"You have however long it takes for her not to bleed out." He says.
"I love you guys. So, so much." She says before the video cuts.
"Let's go." I say, but no one moves. "Now! I am not letting my wife die because some lunatic thinks that it's okay! Now get your asses in the car or I'm going by myself."
Everyone's eyes widen and I scoff, running out of the room and down the steps. A second later, the door opens behind me and there's multiple pairs of footsteps behind me.
By the time that the car is stopped out side of the building, I have my vest on and my gun's safety switched off and I'm jumping out of the car.
I'm first to go in, the team following behind me. They clear the first store and I'm rushing down the basement steps.
"FBI! Hands up! Now!" I yell as I see Bryn tied to the chair, the knife still in her stomach.
She lets out a small cry of relief and I keep my gun pointed at the man sitting on a chair in the corner.
"Ah! You found her." He laughs crazily.
"Shut the hell up before I shoot you dead." I growl, hearing Prentiss call for medical.
"Reid. Stand down. Now." Hotch says sternly.
"No." I say, lifting my finger to the trigger.
He goes to stand up, and he does, but the second he starts to walk over to Bryn, someone shoots him.
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Reid
Fanfiction"Do you ever think back to when we first met?" He murmurs. "Y'know, just the two of us. I never thought that we would be where we are now with four kids together." "It's crazy." I chuckle, leaning back into his chest. "I wouldn't change anything, t...
