Only Mine | S.R. ✔️

{sixteen}

Warning: Suicide

When you looked up it was the team, guns in front of them and vests strapped to your body. Faint sounds of people screams filled your ears but the alcohol still winning the battle over your decisions. Instinctively you, Emily, and JJ and got into a brief position while Penelope stood dumbfounded.

"FBI no one moves!" Morgan yelled into the bar. The DJ turned of the music and allowed the real overhead lights to come on. Jackson was cornered at this point, with people blocking the exits and four male Agents with guns pointed at him.

"Jackson Davis put your hands where we can see them" Hotch demands. "Get down Penelope" you whispered pulling her to the floor.

"No! You don't understand!" Jackson cried out. "Those girls deserved to die. There was no tiger way!"

"It doesn't have to end this way" Reid says, moving his eyes to your for a split second before breaking the contact almost immediately. "Yes it does" tears flowed down his face while he pulled the gun to underneath his chin and pulling the trigger.

Your ears rang from the gunshot. Spencer, Hotch, and Morgan who knows where Rossi is, rushed over to you pulling you off the ground. "Are you okay?" Reid asked using his free hand to stabilize your body from falling limp. "Yeah" your words still slurred. Emily and the two other girls were escorted out of the bar while Spencer personally helped you.

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"I live close ill walk and get my car in the morning"

"Okay but your not walking alone y/n"

"ugh! Fine you make my life difficult" your remark making him laugh.

Your feet burned at your heels rubbing against your skin. Stopping dead in your tracks you swooped them off your feet and continued stumbling on the hard concrete.

Slowly your heels slipped out of your hands for the fifth time tonight on your little adventure home, but before you could get them Spencer grabbed them off the sidewalk. "Lets go" he motioned his hand forward saying to walk in front of him.

"your so nice" you giggled skipping down the dark empty road. Cold gushes of air sending shivers down your spine while the streetlights illuminated your face contrasting with your messy dark hair.

Spencer's eyes continued to train on you watching cold as you moved about the dark cold night. He had a feeling he wished would just go away. A feeling of care for you, the one he tried to hard to run from months ago when you join but now it was washing over his body like a lion attacking its prey. All he could wish was you would come to that sense as well. "c'mon slow old man" you teased. Reid picked up his pace meeting you side by side.

Your head dropped to rest on his shoulder, his body tensing than relaxing at the contact. "I can't believe I hated you" you admitted his body tensing once again. "I know" he replied wrapping his hand around you waist.

The small tripped ending when you met your apartment complex. "You can come in" you offered. Spencer shook his hand in agreement.

You fumbled with the key before pushing it inside of the lock turning it until the click sound. "Its kinda a mess sorry" you muttered. A small Chinese box next to your Bureau issued computer along with the letters from the house next to it. Blankets and pillows scattered on the floor.

Before the bar you tried to find absolutely anything to piece things together but couldn't. You walked over to the living room grabbing to letters and shoving them into your dress pocket. "I'm gonna change"

Spencer studied your apartment, and how you grabbed the two papers quickly so he couldn't see them. That night on the plane you didn't give him much of anything just that your sister was murdered and the end, but you said you are an only child. There was more to know and he was determined to find what.