study session - s.r.

chapter two

a/n- hey besties im tired while writing this so dont judge

"hello?" spencer sounds like he's been sleeping, shit i woke him up, she thought to herself.

"hey spence," she feels bad for waking him, and feels as though she should just hang up now and spare herself the embarassment.

"katie?"

"i'm so sorry for waking you up- i can go-"

"no, no, it's ok. what's up?"

"i just um- nevermind. i'm sorry, goodnight spence."

"wait kati-" she hangs up the phone before he can finish his sentence.

what the hell was i thinking? you can't just call someone at 11:00 at night.

katie continues beating herself up over this, until she receives a text,

from- spence <3
hey katie, i'm not very good at this texting thing, so i apologize if my internet slang isn't the greatest. i want you to know that you can always call me, or text me, at any time no matter what. please tell me why you called, and if theres anything i can do to help.

katie sighs, before going to 'edit contact' and changing his contact, once again. spence :), the heart felt like a bit much, though she uses it on the majority of her friends contacts.

after a moment of debating on whether or not to reply, katie decides to text him back.

to- spence :)
hey spence, i just thought we could talk, i realize that was stupid. i bet your genius mind needs at least 8 hours of sleep a night, i must've disrupted a dream of some sort. please don't worry about me, have a good night :)

katie's about to set down her phone, when spencer calls her.

she quickly answers and brings the phone to her ear,

"spence-"

"katie, i'll be unable to sleep without knowing whats bothering you."

"it's just hannah.."

spencer and katie proceed to discuss hannah's current situation, katie rambling, and spencer listening to every detail.

around 2am, katie drifts off, thought still on the phone with spencer.

- a while later -

yes tom hiddleston, i will marry you...

"nice dream?"

katie's quickly awoken by her sister hovering over her, she picks up a pillow and throws it.

"leave me alone hannah, it's like 7 in the morning-"

"actually it's 10am, and your phone has been blowing up...something about a case?"

"shitshitshit, ok pick out an outfit for me, comfortable, but professional."

katie rushes to her bathroom, and throws some water on her face, she has no time to put on even the slightest bit of makeup, or do her hair.

hannah hand's her a burgandy blouse and a black pencil skirt,

"what happened to comfortable?"

"beauty is pain katie," hannah laughs before exiting the room.

after changing into the clothes, katie quickly grabs her purse and rushes out the door.

- at the bau -

katie rushes through the door and runs up the stairs, not bothering to wait for the elevator. once she reaches the doors to the bau, she smooths her skirt, and enters.

"took you long enough princess, i was starting to think you wouldn't show," derek says, smiling at her from his desk.

shortly after her arrival, she notices the doors open once again and turns around to see spencer walking in, hair uncombed and clothes wrinkled.

"late night pretty boy?" derek chuckles, before returning his attention to the paperwork on his desk.

katie walks over to spencer, and places a hand on his shoulder,

"i told you your genius brain needed at least eight hours of sleep,"

spencer only groans in response, and goes to make some coffee.

hotch comes out of his office, "round table room everyone,"

he makes eye contact with katie, "nice of you to finally join us agent heartsmith."

derek laughs, and katie just keeps her head down while walking to the round-table room.

- in the round table room -

"the bodies of four adult men have been discovered in the dumpster of a local motel," penelope begins. she pressed a button, and the screen is immediately filled with gruesome images.

katie quickly turns away, the images of the dead men burned into her mind.

spencer looks over at her, knowing she must've seen worse while working for interpol, and wondering what exactly unsettled her about these men.

katie takes one more look at the photos, before saying,

"may i exit?"

hotch looks over at her,

"of course, wheels up in 30 everybody."

katie rushed out of the room, and into an empty hallway.

the victims were all white, brunette men in there 20's.

and victim #1?

he ex-boyfriend.

jackson mitchell.

she leans backwards agains the wall and slides down until she's sitting on the floor.

the tears start to fall uncontrollably out of her eyes, when suddenly she's interrupted by someone walking towards her.

she looks up to see who it is.

spencer.

once he see's the tears on her face, he picks up his pace and is sitting next to her in an instant.

"hey, hey, it's okay." he rubs her back and she buries her face in the crook of his neck.

spencers body tenses at the sudden touch, but relaxes almost instantly.

"j-jackson."

"the first victim? what about him?"

"he's my.. ex-boyfriend."

she continues to cry into spencers red sweater vest for a few more minutes, until he says,

"we've got to go, come on i'll help you get your go-bag."

he stands up, before offering katie a hand, which she quickly takes.

"please don't tell anyone about this...or last night" she says, wiping the tears from her face as they walk side by side out of the hallway.

"i would never katie, but listen about last night-"

"i'm sorry i woke you up. it won't happen again." she wipes the remaining tears from her cheeks and heads towards her desk. leaving spencer alone, in the hallway.

a/n- i'm so tired and i have mixed feelings about this chapter. thoughts?