𝑀𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈 - ℂ𝕣𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

Lover-Girl

I'm actually kind of proud of this one

Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of your normal criminal minds things 

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"Spence!" I shout quietly from the other side of the café. He turns his head in my direction. I beckon him to come closer. "Pen's calling" I motion towards my ringing phone and answer "Hey babes what's going on?" I ask into the phone

"Hooray! I missed your lovely voice" She beams from the other side of the phone

"Did you miss mine too?" Spence chimes in moving closer to me and putting a hand on my shoulder so Pen could hear him. It was a totally normal thing but my skin feels on fire where his hand is.

"Oh! Of course I missed your voice Pretty boy" She chuckles

"Alright Pen so what's going on? you got something for us?" I ask breaking away from the happy conversation

"Uh, yes. I hate to ruin your Saturday afternoon, but pack your champagne wishes and caviar dreams. You got a case in Tinseltown." She responds

"Oh, Come on, Pen" I complain throwing my head back slowly

"We're like two hours away from the BAU right now." Spence groans

"Well the flight is suuuuuper long and hotch wants everyone to meet on the plane so get your hustle on." She says emphasizing on super

"Alright, Alright just give us the highlights" I start grabbing my bag and the rest of the sandwich I was eating and head out to the car

"What's the magic word?" She asks teasingly

"Please" I beg

"Good girl, alrighty so there are 3 murder victims in the last 3 days, Nate Cochran, 46, was found this morning. He was an accountant, lives in Van Nuys, Married, Two children. With him was Tasha Brooks, 22 years old, Prostitute, Crack addict. No known address or family. They were found in Nate's BMW. They were shot multiple times about the chest, head, and neck, but mostly in the face." I look over at spence his eyebrows draw together as if he's contemplating something

"And what about the third victim" I ask

"Oh he was actually the very first victim. His name was Gary Fisher. He was shot in his jaguar 13 times, also in the face. He was 42. He was a Banker. Uh he lived in Studio City. Divorced. Ballistics are an exact match to the victims found this morning. Beemer and a Jag. They left cars." She finishes

"Garcia did they take any money or valuables?" Spence pipes up keeping his eyes on the road

"Negative. Nada." She replies

"And the Fisher guy was found alone no one with him or reported to be with him?" I question

"Yes but he was found in an area known for blow pops and backdoor quickes."

"Alright babe we're on our way see you then love you" I sigh hanging up I look over at Spence he looks deep in thought "What're you thinking about" I ask he gives me a side glance before focusing on the road again

"It's not about the case if that's what you were wondering" He answers bluntly I sigh

"No dumbass I was asking you what you were thinking about it didn't have to be about the case you just look focused on something and I don't want you lost in that head of yours" He chuckles at my response and puts his free hand on the gear shifter

"Someone" He answers. Someone? Who the hell would he be thinking about does he have a crush or something? I slightly start to panic but I shrug of my thoughts