Only Mine | S.R. ✔️

{fifteen}

The rest of the ride home will filled of silence, nor you or Spencer daring to break it. It was weird knowing the things he went through. He didn't give you many details but you could see the trauma he endured over the years, and you didn't give him many details ether thankfully.

Right now you didn't know where you stood with him, if you really had feelings for him or are you just trying to find someone to love you the way your parents couldn't. You didn't know and truthfully you hoped you didn't have feelings. As much as you wanted to be in a relationship they scared you, most of the time you love being alone without anyone to nag you, other times you wanted to have what other people bragged about your mind was playing it's own game of would you rather.

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Everyone filled into the bullpen, making their way to their desk to complete case work. Of course Penelope dropped by like always...

"Okay we haven't had a girls night since y/n joined so we are having another one no exceptions!" she insisted. Getting black out drunk was sounding really good right now!

"Fine" you agreed watching her face light up like a kid on Christmas who got their favorite toy. Emily and JJ also agreed to join after work discussing who would bring what to the 'party'.

You missed the girls and it's been about three months since you joined the team so you were overdue for a girls night that's for sure. But please don't admit anything.

Spencer's head was pushed into files apron files, working endlessly to get them finished. Sitting right across from him was a blessing and a curse. His floppy hair would distract you imagining what it was like to run your hands through it. But also he would always scowl at you while working, he thinks you don't notice but you do yet lately it hasn't been happening ever.

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You busted through the doors of Penelope house dressed in your clubbing outfit. "Let's fuck" Emily teased. You wouldn't mind if you did. "Yes please" you winked continuing to walk into Garcia's apartment.

"Okay lest go and get wasted!" Penelope exclaimed. JJ whooped in response and you all made you way down to your car.

Jamming out to so music JJ requested to 'get in the mood', you made your way down to a local bar the team hadn't ever went to, Penelope said you all needed a new experience apparently.

The ride was short, the outside bar had a large red neon sign spelling Sidecar in cursive. It looked fairly new maybe opened about three weeks ago. College guys ran in and out some more drunk than the others. Emily pulled your arm forcing you inside. JJ swore to not get any more than one drink so she could drive you all home safely, she didn't like the idea of uber of course.

Making you way over to the bar you all took a stool calling over the tall woman bartender. "Four fireball shots!"

"Fireball Penelope!" you nearly choked in your own spit. "Yes we need to start strong" she claimed pushing her hands together pleading.

"Okay fine" JJ said.

"Here you are" the bartender says placing four shots lined up in front of you. Everyone placed their shots in the table before throwing them back. The burning sensation of cinnabar filling your throat making you cough slightly. "I will never like fireball" you choked out.

"Alright so...you and Spencer haven't fought all week what's going on!" Emily asked.

God even you didn't know what was going on, usually you would pick fights over small things just to piss him off but none of that this week.
"Mhm just haven't" you answered blandly, you couldn't just tell them you fucked him!

"We will get it out of you y/n" you rolled your eyes at JJ remark.

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Four? No maybe six shots in it was safe to say that you were pretty tipsy to say the least. Penelope found some guy to dance with while you and JJ talked about work and her kids. "okay please tell me about Spencer there is obviously something going on"

"We just fucked like twice" you slurred not understanding the weight of your words until they came out. JJ mouth dropped open in disbelief. "is he any good?" her face went curious.

"WHAT?!? Well I mean yes" you smirked. "But don't tell anyone" you pleaded, the effects of vodka and fireball clouding your brain. If it was your choice you wouldn't be drinking at all considering the horrible hangover waiting for you in the morning. "I won't" she promised, well considering neither of you would remember this conversation more likely you weren't worried.

Penelope stumbled back over to the group tugging along a man about mid-thirties. "Everyone meet Jackson, Jackson meet JJ, Emily, and y/n!" you just waved awkwardly to him.

"Nice to meet you pretty ladies" okay ew.

"yeah you too" Emily offered a pearly white smile. "Can I buy you all a drink?" he asked kindly. The inner FBI in you held your instincts. "I'm good but they want one!" you say signaling to the willing drunk girls in front of you. They shook their heads quickly at the offer. A buzz went off in your purse but you just ignored it.

Than another, but you still ignored it choosing to just enjoy your night and not answer Esme. For a moment the girls left coming back with three Shirly temples, Jackson laughing along with them. "y/n your missing out!" Penelope's voice barley loud enough for you to hear over the music and red flashing lights.

"that's okay" you reassured. Yet your phone wouldn't stop going off, so you shut off the ringer not caring to look who it even was. Emily dragged you onto the dance floor. Sweaty bodies roaming and grinding around you. The song Toxic by Brittaney Spears playing over the large booming speakers.

Your time was spent singing along to the music and swaying your hips with her, grinding occasionally. Loud laughs admitting from your mouth. For once you let yourself enjoy the moment of happiness with your friend, forgetting about the dark burdens your carried on your shoulders. 

The song ended four minutes later and you and Emily giggled and tripped on your own feet back to the dark wooden bar stools still occupied by the others. Jackson was still there as well, something about him left a bad taste in your mouth and you couldn't figure out why.

"Are you okay" JJ placed her hand on your shoulder, her motherly tone creeping in her voice. "Yeah" you grinned snapping your gaze from Jackson. "Good!"

Deciding to finally check your phone you saw a bunch of texts from Hotch, Morgan and Spencer. Weirdly you choose to opens Spencer's first.

Spencer

Pick up the phone!

Y/n this is serious.

Stop fucking with me where are you?

The unsub from the cold case here has been discovered.

His last known location is Sidecar its a new bar come into work now.

Answer me.

For gods sake don't make me show up at your door!

If you don't answer in 5 seconds I'm kicking in your door.

His name is Jackson Davis.

You couldn't figure out what was happening before a loud crash filled your ears.

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A/n-

I lied again lolol i know there wasnt supposed to be a chapter. I got 9 new crystals today im a brand new bitch purrrrr