Spencer Reid and MGG Imagines

Don't Shut Me Out

The BAU had its history. For years, they had gone through countless amounts of cases and, along the way, lost important people. But the one thing that hurt the most was losing people who were voluntarily leaving. Like Gideon. I never knew him but the stories I heard from Hotch and Rossi made me feel like I did. Although, the stories Reid told me made me believe I did. For three years, Reid and I had done the typical push and pull of 'will we or won't we'. Flirty comments and touches, longing glances, and the comments made by our coworkers and best friends forced us to come to terms with the fact that we were in love. And, now, for three years, we have continued to stay, happily, with each other. Although, this morning, there has been nothing but mourning, grief, and loss. Gideon is dead and Spencer is taking it hard. Incredibly hard. One of the things that caused us to have so many fights over the years is Spencer's tendency to shut down and push everyone he loves away when he's hurting. He had been getting better but, today, he hasn't spoken to me since 8 AM.

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"The unsub probably has some sort of connection to past cases Gideon worked on." I heard Rossi say as I stared at the ground, trying to figure out how to comfort Reid. Last night, we woke up to his phone ringing and when I finally gained full consciousness, enough to understand what was going on, he was already out of bed and getting dressed. I had tried to talk to him on the drive over but he wouldn't even look my way. Then, the investigation started and we were pulled into something that made our relationship take the backse-

"Y/N! Hello!" Rossi says, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blink a few times before realizing he's calling me and look towards him, only to find him staring back at me with sorrowful eyes. He sighs before putting his hand on my shoulder.

"I know. I know that this is hard on you and him. I know this is hard on your relationship but he'll come around. You just have to know that this is all he has ever known. Before you, he had no one. Romantically, I mean. Yes, he had Maeve but they never met in person and, when they did, she died in front of him. He has never had someone who wanted to hear about how he was feeling or what he was thinking all the time. He's everything to you and he doesn't know how to deal with that." He says

Teary-eyed, I smile at him, before continuing to say, "But- But I thought we had moved past that. We were doing great. He was communicating and talking. Now, he's silent. Rossi, he's shut me out."

"I hate to break it to you, but he's shut all of us out." He squeezes my shoulder before Hotch enters and the rest of the team floods in.

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Sleeping next to someone who hasn't spoken to you in two days is more awkward then one might think. I use the word sleeping lightly, Reid's sleeping, I'm not. After a few more minutes, I understand that I will not be sleeping at all tonight and I get up from the bed in the hotel we are staying at. Changing out of my clothes into leggings and a sweatshirt and slipping on my shoes, I leave our room and head for the lobby. Opening the front doors, the cold air hits me and I take a few moments to stare at the trees before me before starting my walk. I don't get far before I hear a familiar voice calling out my name behind me.

I turn around to find Morgan running towards me. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"What are you doing here, Morgan?" I grin as I ask the question

"I couldn't sleep. You?"

"Couldn't sleep either."

"Can I join you on whatever you are about to do right now?"

I laugh, "Yes. You can join me on my walk."

We fell into a leisure rhythm as we made small talk before he asked, "How are you doing?"