The Trust Of My Life - A Spencer Reid Fanfic

Chapter 8: In my arms

Spencer's POV

I sit next to Lina on her bed and watch her peacefully sleep in my arms and I smile. I'm glad that she trusts me enough to do this. She's so beautiful.... I think to myself. Just then, I hear a knock on the door and Hotch comes in with the team. I would've quickly jumped off the bed before they saw me holding Lina, but I don't want to wake her up so I swallow my embarrassment.

"Is she awake yet?" asks Hotch.

"She was but then fell asleep again." I feel my cheeks getting hot as everyone stares at our embrace.

Prentiss smiles. "We're glad that she's okay."

"Did you catch the guy?" I question, remembering the case.

"Yes, the police have him now," answers Rossi with a nod.

JJ steps forward and gently strokes Lina's hair. "How long does Lina need to stay here before going home?"

I shrug my shoulders. "I'm not sure, I'm going to have to ask the doctor." I get ready to stand up.

"No, no. You stay here since you two are looking pretty comfortable." Morgan smirks. "I'll ask the doc." I blush and watch him walk out of the room. Just then, JJ's phone rings.

"Hello?" JJ answers. We all watch her as her expression turns serious. "Okay, we'll be there," she says and hangs up.

"What is it?" Hotch asks.

"A mass grave has been discovered in Pittsburg, Pennsylvania. The police department invited us to investigate."

Hotch sighs. "Reid, will you be okay staying here with Lina?"

I nod. "Yes, of course. Call me if you need me." Hotch nods and the team leaves the room.

"Bye, Reid." Prentiss waves at me and I give her a smile. I'm about to close my eyes to rest for a bit when Morgan comes into the room.

"Hey, man. I spoke to the doctor and he says Yang should be fine to go in 2 days," he states.

"Okay. Thanks, Morgan."

"You're gonna stay here?"

I nod my head. "Yeah, I'm gonna find a hotel to stay at."

"Okay then." He scratches his chin. "And by the way, you two look good together." He winks at me and I turn red.

"Shhh!" I whisper-shout, "she might hear you!" He chuckles and leaves the room. I glance down and relief washes over me when I see that Lina's still sleeping peacefully. But then, tears fill my eyes again as I remember the torture that she has gone through before.

Flashback

Four hours ago, the LAPD received a call that another victim of the Flesh Carver was found dead. So now, the team and I are getting ready to leave the police station and investigate, in hopes of finding clues that may lead us to the UnSub.

"Reid and Prentiss, I want you guys to head over to the coroner and look at the victim," Hotch orders. "JJ and Rossi, speak with the victim's family. And the rest, stay back with me." Everyone nods and leaves to do what they're told, so Prentiss and I are now driving to the coroner's office.

"Man, how many women has he killed again?" Prentiss asks, keeping her eyes on the road.

"Sixteen including the one that was just reported," I answer and she sighs. We drive in silence for the rest of the car ride. This is one of the worst cases we've seen in a while. The UnSub that we're dealing with is a sadistic serial killer. He stalks his victims first, abducts them when they're outside, brings them back to their own home where he tortures them, and finally he kills them.