The next Monday you wake up to your painfully loud alarm ringing in your ear. You roll over to turn it off and get up for the day. You take a quick shower and brush your teeth. Then you go and pick out an outfit you put on a black v-neck shirt tucked into some black cargo pants paired with black combat boots and a leather jacket. You then go and put your hair in a ponytail and strap your glock 19 to your belt. You get your go-bag ready just in case and make your coffee and head out the door.
                              Once you arrive at the BAU your greeted by Emily and Morgan 
                              "Morning mama" Morgan greets 
                              "Hello chocolate thunder" you tease and he chuckles 
                              You sit at your desk and look up at Reid who is currently reading a book as always 
                              "Morning Reid" you say 
                              When he doesn't respond you farrow your brows and chuck a piece of crumpled up paper at his head 
                              "Reid!" The paper ball hit him and he scrunched up his face and looks up at you 
                              "Hmm? What?" He says you chuckle 
                              "You alright there?" 
                              "Sorry I spaced what were we talking about?"
                              "Never mind" you laugh 
                              "Hey guys we've got a case" Garcia announces 
                              "So we've got a man in Baltimore, Maryland who was found wandering the streets before he collapsed" Hotch says 
                              "He is unconscious and has no I.D. on him so we don't know his name. He's got ligature marks on his wrists and its impossible to tell how long he's been missing" Garcia continues 
                              "Are those puncture wounds on the corner of his eyes" You question 
                              "Yes, MRI confirmed that fibers in his brain had been severed" hotch answers 
                              "He had a lobotomy?" You say
                               "Lobotomy's are considered to be the surgeries of the soul, doctores like Walter Freeman claimed they could cure a number of mental illnesses. He believed the procedure could relieve suffering." Spencer adds and you nod 
                              "We leave in 20 minutes" Hotch announces 
                              .........
                              You all board the plane and you sit next to Reid across from Rossi and JJ 
                              "Alright let's debrief." Hotch said
                              .........
                              "FBI hands where I can see them!" You shout at the unsub 
                              "I will if you answer something" the unsub replies 
                              "It doesn't work like that show me your hands" you repeat. Morgan and Spencer are standing behind you with their guns drawn 
                              "HANDS!" You repeat 
                              "Aren't you supposed to be the one who's supposed to ask me why I do what I do?" He asks 
                              "I would if I didn't already know. You're patient, but you also take risks. That's why you leave nothing to chance, but even though you take those risks at your core your coward" 
                              "That's right sweetheart I don't leave anything to chance, not even your pretty little self finding me" 
                              He luges at you and knocks your gun out of your hands and tries to tackle you but you kick his feet from under him and pin him down on his face to cuff him 
                                      
                                   
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Bitter sweet (Spencer Reid x Reader)
Fanfiction"Y/N to be completely honest I don't know anything about you! Every time you realize your opening up to me you shut down!, when I ask anything about your life you completely dismiss the subject! I COULDN'T HELP BUT FEEL LIKE YOUR HIDING SOMETHING FR...
 
                                               
                                                  