Spencer Reid - One Shots

Cookies

This is set right after Spencer got shot in the leg and Hotch is in the hospital after being stabbed, and Spencer is complaining to y/n about not getting cookies. This is not how the scene fully goes, but it is what it is.

-

It was the start of a new week, and we all just found out that Hotch was in the hospital. I was stuck back in the office with Penelope since I "wasn't cleared" to fly yet, which is bogus since I am a doctor therefore I should be able to clear myself. But whatever at this point. Penelope walked into the room with a basket in her hands.

"Ooo what do you have there - COOKIES" I said, could really go for one of those right now. As I went to go and grab one though Penelope hit my hand away. "Hey!"

"These are not for you, these are for Hotch." She said a little sternly.

"I get shot in the leg and I don't get cookies." I said with my mouth hanging open. "But he gets stabbed, and he gets cookies. That's bogus." whispering the last part a little bit.

"You want cookies then go and ask your girlfriend for them. Otherwise I don't want to hear about it."

Wow, that was harsh! Plus y/n already does everything for me, she takes care of me and all my neediness, drives me everywhere, does some of my work for me so I don't have to, and still balances all of her stuff. Plus she is out in the field on the case so like they won't even be here until we finish! This is the worst.

*Later in the day*

It's pretty late here in Washington DC, so who knows what time it is where Y/n is. Although I know she's awake since I just heard her voice on the call with Garcia, Rossi just told her to go back to the hotel and get some rest. Knowing her she's probably not going to get rest, but at least I get to talk to her now!

As I headed towards my desk to pack up my stuff I dialed her number on my phone, well more of like just put in her speed dial number since my phone still does that. Her number is 6, primarily because it is her favourite number (sorry if it's a different number).

"Hey! *yawn* What's up?" She said tiredly through the phone.

"Nothing much, just wanted to talk to you. Tiring day?" I laughed a little at the end, I could just tell she shook her head at that like she usually does.

"No!" She laughed playfully back, yawning again right after, "Okay, well maybe a little. How was your day with Penelope?"

"You won't believe it... she brought in cookies and wouldn't even let me have any! Apparently they are for Hotch cause he's in the hospital. Like I got shot!" Y/n laughed at my childness.

"Well he is in the hospital, you're not."

"That's not the point! The point is that she never got me cookies!"

"I'll buy you all of the cookies you want when I get back. How does that sound?"

"I would like that very much! But she still never got me cookies! I'm kind of mad about it." Once again she laughed at me, probably shaking her head knowing her.

"I'm sure you'll survive."

"I won't" I smiled as I responded.

-

Short, but cute if you ask me.