the man of my dreams

pt 7

it's been a few days and you and reid have returned back. you guys were doing a murder case. it was a murder case about an unsub raping and murdering prostitutes.

when you and reid walk in, you guys get 'hellos' and 'heys', but you're just glad to be back.

"welcome back, guys." hotch says, handing you guys case files.

"hi hotch." reid said giving him a handshake.

"hellooo, hotch." you said smiling and giving him a hug.

after hearing the logistics of the case, you guys board the plane to Maine. but, something was off with reid. you thought it had something to do with what you told him, but he seem fine at home.

"babe? are you okay? is there something wrong?" you whispered to reid.

"nothing. i'm fine." he whispered back harshly.

you scooted closer to everyone else to listen in on the case.

"was their any semen collected for the autopsy of the women?" you said, flipping back and forth the case files.

"no, the unsub could've wore a condom." emily said.

"this is kind of like the Storyville Slayer in New Orleans, Louisiana, but he only murdered the prostitutes instead of raping them." reid said avoid looking at you.

once you guys land, dave came up to you.

"is everything okay with you and the kid?" he said.

"um, i don't really know. when we were on leave, i told him something and i guess he's mad at me about it." you said keeping firm eye contact with dave.

"well whatever it is, i'm sure he still loves you." he said, touching your shoulder.

you guys enter the police station, and was greeted by the male officer.

"hi, im SSA y/n taylor." you said shaking his hand.

"hello, im randy meeks. and i must say you're a beautiful lady." he said returning your
handshake.

you just awkward smile and walk away from him. apparently, reid saw and thought you were flirting with him. reid walked out of the room and you followed.

"what is your issue?" you asked whisper/yell.

"you! you were flirting with that officer guy. you have to flirt with every guy you see." he said getting angry.

"i wasn't flirting, reid. you're the only man i ever want." you said slightly touching his face.

"whatever." he swats your hand away and walks away.

and that's when it hit you.

"guys guys. i think the unsub has a temper. like whenever he doesn't get what he wants, he gets angry and attacks them." you said talking really fast.

"y/ns right, garcia look for men who have or has a bipolar disorder." hotch said.

"that's about 562 men, give me something else." she said, and in the background you could hear typing. god, i love garcia🥹.

you guys finally narrow it down to a marcus lopez. garcia sent his address to your guys phone. you guys get there and he has a victim at gunpoint.

"i swear i will shoot this bacteria carrying bitch." he said, holding the gun at her head.

"put the gun down now." JJ said.

"give me her and i will let her go." he said, pointing at you.

you give your gun to hotch, and you take your vest off. he lets the woman go, and you slowly walk over there. he takes you in his arms, and then you elbow him in his nose and JJ shoots him in the leg causing him to fall. soon after the medic comes in and puts him on the stretcher.

you guys board the plane on the way back to quanico and reid sits far away from you reading his book. once you guys get back in quanico, everyone goes out to eat, but you and reid decide to go home. once you guys get home, reid starts complaining how you were 'flirting' with the officer.

"you're still on that? for the last fucking time, i wasn't flirting with him!" you said, looking at reid.

"you smiled at him! you don't call that flirting?" reid said getting angry.

"i didn't smile at him. it wasn't a flirty smile, anyways." you said.

"you flirted with your friend, you flirted with the officer, and you flirted with coffee barista 5 days ago too." reid said slamming stuff.

"for the last time, i didn't flirt with anyone." you said, getting annoyed.

"yeah, i can see why you couldn't keep a relationship, you slut. and you didn't have real parental figures to show you to be a great daughter. i'm starting to kind of wish i never met you." reid said.

"oh. th-that's how you feel? great." you said with tears forming.

reid took a shower and you grabbed a backpack you had. you filled it with a few things you needed. you walked three blocks to a hotel and paid with cash. when reid was in shower, he realized all the hurtful things he said to you. he regretted it so much. when he got out the shower, and got dressed. he looked in the bedroom and he didn't see you. so he went to the kitchen/living room, and didn't see you. he saw a note on the counter.

the note:

"dear reid,
i'm sorry you feel this way. thank you for the best relationship you've gave me. i love you so much and i wish you best in the future. i will be at work tomorrow in case you're wondering. i love you so much and i will continue to love you.

love, y/n❤️ "

you left the ring next to the note.

reid broke down crying. he knows how much he fucked up. he started hyperventilating, and usually whenever he has panic attacks you would be there by his side helping him through it. he imagined you were there with him and he calmed down. he made his way the bedroom and laid on your side of the bed and drifted off to sleep.