M.G.G/S.R Oneshots

Mr. Scratch (s.r)

summary: what if it was mr scratch that got into y/n's head instead of hotch's?
warnings: hallucinations of gunshots, violence, chemicals, trauma, suicide, knives, gore
spoilers for season 10x21 (this isn't EXACTLY like the episode bc i'm just going off memory but still)
double update bc ily

y/n shut the door of the black SUV and stepped onto the gravel. she would be lying if she claimed she wasn't nervous.

she knows Spencer told her to wait until the others got there but Dr. Susannah Regan was in trouble and needed help.

the door was unlocked as she entered, her gun was pointed firmly in front of her. letting out a shaky breath she called out, "Dr? are you in here?"

"yes! i'm in the study!" a female voice called back.

"Dr we need to get you out of here! you're in danger." y/n said.

"i know i got Rossi's message."

y/n came into sight of the brunette woman. she was holding a knife and smiling.

"Dr-"

"he wants you to see this, y/n." Susannah said happily before stabbing herself in the neck.

y/n flinched, her heart pounding in her chest as someone kicked her knee out causing her to fall on the floor. chemicals were shot into her eyes as she yelped in pain.

her eyes were tearing up as she dumped water into her eyes. it helped for a second before more chemicals were sprayed.

she fell to the floor before passing out.

-

y/n peeked her eyes open as her head throbbed in pain. a gash was in her temple as her sweat made her hair stick to her. it was dark and all she wanted was her husband.

"y/n, y/n, y/n." the man in front of her whispered tauntingly.

she was so dizzy she could only see the silhouette of his body in the chair. her body felt heavy, almost like it was stuck to the floor and weighed down.

"you can't move, because i say you can't move. do you see how this works? you do what i say." he told her.

"Peter.." she gasped out.

"i didn't say you can talk." Peter said.

suddenly her phone started buzzing. "that's my team. they know i'm here." she whispered.

"what are you talking about? there's no buzzing?" Peter said.

"yes-"

"interesting." Peter nodded.

"you just gave yourself away now. you slipped up."

"w-what?" she said. it was hard to think and she just wanted to close her eyes and go to sleep.

y/n started to go on about the interview they had back at the office, stopping when she noticed Peter smirking.

"that was so impressive. you- you got into my head. makes me wonder how i get into yours." Peter said, his mouth scowling as car tires were heard outside.

"oh, you were right, they did come for you."

"they'll kill you." she spat.

"are you sure about that?" he smiled wickedly at her before leaving.

she could feel her chest rising and falling. you're going to be okay, you're going to be fine.

a gunshot made her flinch as she began sobbing. "Morgan! shots fired, Morgan is down!" she heard JJ yell.

more gunshots were heard as y/n cried harder. suddenly footsteps came louder as Spencer came running in.

"y/n! y/n where is he?" he asked, his hands in her hair.

"Spence-" she choked out, feeling like her heart exploded as Peter shot Spencer and his blood gushed all over her face.

"Spencer!" she shouted.

"now i know what scares you." Peter smirked. y/n realized she was still in the study, no one was dead except Susannah, and he won. Peter got into her head.

"he's your husband, yeah? now i know who to go for first." Peter smirked as he got up. "you're going to kill him, y/n."

"you can move now." he said, giving her a knife as she began slowly moving.

"i need my gun." she said, trying to ignore the pain.

Peter threw her gun at the floor. she picked it up, pointing it at the door. it's almost over, you're going to be okay. she kept repeating.

just as the door began to open, y/n swung around. she shot towards Peter. 

Spencer and Rossi came rushing in, Rossi running over to the door as Spencer was sprinting over to his wife.

she was still bawling and shaking as Spencer put her head on his chest, hugging her on the floor.

"y/n, i'm so sorry- oh my god." Spencer couldn't help but feel his own eyes water at how rough his wife looked.

"he- he told me to k-kill you." she choked on her sobs as she clung onto him.

Spencer was now crying too as he cradled her head. "a-and he-he made me think he killed you." she told him.

"i'm okay, we're okay, everything is going to be fine. i promise." he comforted, helping her up and guiding her out of the house.

he stayed by her side while the paramedics checked her up. her eyes were red and puffy and she looked close to passing out.

"she should be okay, just needs her rest." the woman told Spencer.

Spencer nodded, wiping his own tears from his eyes. y/n stood up again, pulling Spencer with her.

"hold me, please." she whispered, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly.

he cradled her close to him. "i'm so sorry, darling."

"shh." she shushed, smelling the comforting feeling of his cologne.

"i love you so much, y/n. you're so strong." he said after a few minutes.

"i love you. Spencer, i'm so scared." she whispered.

"it's okay, i'm here." Spencer kissed her forehead.