Lethal lust • Spencer Reid fan fiction

Spencer Reid

We raced back to the court house, so I already basically found our guy, but we just have to physically find him..

I walked into the court house in full confidence, I found JJ and Hotch, coming up from behind them.

"So we found a cigarette burn in the child, fresh obviously. And I found the bud nearby, and I had it sent to Garcia so I think I just solved this case." I said with a smile on my face.

He only nodded

"Good job Reid, and Reid." He said with a smirk quietly

"What?" I sneered

He just turned around and walked away, everyone is acting so weird lately.

Spencer got up grabbing the file from the table and hit Hotch, then gave him a look.

I plopped down in a chair and pulled my phone from my bag. After dialing Garcia's number I got back up and left the room.

"Hacker Hotline what can I do for you today?" She said then sipping from her coffee.

I leaned against a wall clicking my lips.

"I don't know anymore. Everyone's acting so suspicious, there's something I don't know and it's been bugging me all day....Never mind that, do you have the results?" I asked impatiently tapping my foot.

The wind gusted blowing my hair behind me, I pulled my jacket closer.

"Not quite, the lab is running longer than normal. And who do you mean by everyone?"

"Spencer, Hotch and Jj. I've been watching as they quietly whisper to eachother, then they smile like a bunch of creeps."

I said as the door opened and they all go running to the car, not even batting a eye at me.

"Give me a second." I said putting her on hold and following after them.

"Where are you guys going?!" I shout across the parking lot. Hotch stops and swiftly turning around.

"We found the guy! Stay here with Morgan!" He shouts slamming the door and leaving without a trace. I walked back inside putting my phone up to my ear.

"Well to add on to that, they just dumped me here on felon duty."

"Well you have fun with that sweetheart, I'll talk to you later." She said hanging up the phone.

I leaned against the door way, just watching Morgan from outside till he noticed.

He turned around and licked his lips.

"Now what are you looking at now?"  He said that it's a smirk.

I push myself from the door way open the door and sit down in the chair in-front of him.

Looking him up and down.

"Nothing, it's nothing I'm just thinking." I grab my bag form the table and grab the note from the CIA.

I ripped the top off and pulled out the letter, that had about three pages.

Reading through it I didn't really understand, why do they want to give me a "raise" and have me come work for them? I crumbled up the letter and tossed it the trash can across the room.

"What was that?" He asked me, trying to get up. I'm assuming he forgot he was cuffed.

"What was what?" I asked.

"That Look."

I scoffed and got up, pacing the room.

"Just everything, I mean I have the CIA up my ass, the whole team is just leaving me out and there's just the bad feeling in my gut and 99.7% of the time when there's something wrong, you feel it and-"

"Slow down, cupcake." He exaggerated cutting me off. I rolled my eyes and held my face in my palms.

Hours passed, I was about to pack up for the team and then I got a phone call.

I walked over to the reading table and picked up my buzzing phone.

"What?" I said agitatedly.

There was a pause.

"Hotch? What's wrong?" I mumbled turning over to Morgan. I sat down and started picking at my nails.

"Reid's missing."

"Hold on a second."

I put the phone on mute. I got up from my chair, grabbed the handle and tossed it across the room. The chair tumbled and clashed.

"What happened?" Morgan asked with a concerned look on his face. I didn't even bat an eyelash at him. I picked the phone back up taking him off mute.

"What do you mean he's missing!" I scowled.

"He was abducted, we have Garcia working on it right now-"

"I'm on my way. Stay where ever the hell you are." I said hanging up the phone.

I threw everything in my bag, searching around for my keys.

I found them and un-cuffed Morgan from the chair. Gesturing my hand for him to get up and follow me.

On our way out I was already getting my badge out.

"Hold on a second, you can't just-" I held up the badge in his face,  opening the door for Morgan.

I glared at the officer on my way out. We got outside and to my car, I went at least 90 the whole way there. We pulled up to a field with a abandoned house.

Nearly, I leaped out of the car, slamming the door behind me. The whole team has a frightened look on there face. Morgan followed behind me.

I arrived to the team. Just waiting for the moment someone had the nerve to speak.

"What so the genus of the team goes missing and then we have nothing left to say? Is this what you would do if I went missing?"

"Gracie-"

"No, Morgan. Just don't."

I bit my lip and looked down, just trying to hold back the tears that were barely holding themselves in.

"I mean what the hell? We are the Behavioral Analysis freaking Unit. Get it together, Find a lead, then find Reid." I shouted pulling my phone out of my pocket.

The phone buzzed before someone answered. I put the phone on speaker.

"CIA headquarters, What can I assist you with?"

"Hi, this is Special Agent Grey."

"CIA security number?"

"190185476." I indicated.

"Can you track someone for me please."

"Personnel requested?"

"Spencer Walter Reid."

PSA: this will be loosely following the original CM plot, but many twists and turns are ahead...