He'd had a long day. Well, he always had long days, because he barely slept. But today he was nearly killed by an unsub.
Spencer Throckmorton Reid was a very traumatized man, let's not lie.
And to be honest, his near death experience probably should've been the most traumatizing event of the day. But the second Spencer got home he knew it wasn't. Because sitting on his kitchen counter, eating his aluminium foil, was the trickster himself. Gabriel.
"Ayeeee Throcky!" Gabe slid off the counter and pulled Spencer in for a hug.
"Don't call me that, we aren't dating anymore."
Gabe made a mock frown. "None of that matters right now because boy, do I have a case for you."
"Oh no." Spencer started to pace, "What have you done this time?" His genius mind had already started formulating ideas.
"You are going to love it."
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FanfictionWhat happens when Reid is confronted with his inner turmoil in the form of a trickster angel? Well, I don't know, because I got a sudden desire to start this and didn't question it. So don't take this too seriously. Or do lol Also I don't own these...
