Chapter Song: Stop and Stare - One Republic
With an address in hand, the team prepared to storm the building. Adrienne, disappointed that she couldn't join them in the field, watched as the SUVs sped away. Reid, noticing her disappointment, said, "Adrienne, it's not safe. You are the target. Stay."
Determined, she retorted, "I can't just sit here while you go to all the fun."
Hotch intervened, "Adrienne, we can't risk your safety. Stay with Garcia; we'll update you."
Unwilling to sit idly by, she made a quick decision and followed them into the city and the building.
As the team breached the lair, covered in pictures and items related to Adrienne, Morgan quipped, "Looks like the unsub could join Reid's book club." From the back, Adrienne's voice chimed in, "Oh, that is creepy."
The team turned around, puzzled expressions on their faces. Reid immediately scolded her, "Castle, what are you doing here? You could get hurt!"
Adrienne sheepishly replied, "And miss all of this? Hell no"
Emily, respecting her will but clearly disapproving, added, "What a stupid move, Castle."
After she finished her sentence, Mandrakis appeared behind her, gun in hand, pointing at both her and the team.
Hotch, maintaining a steady demeanor, said, "Kyle, we don't want anyone to get hurt. Let her go, and we can talk." Adrienne, trying to diffuse the tension, said, "Yeah! How about a little chat?."
Mandrakis, seething with anger, shouted, "You ruined everything! Always being praised, while I was left to suffer." Adrienne wittily answered "So, no chat then?"
Reid, attempting to reason with him, said, "We can find a way to help you, Kyle."
As everyone pointed at Mandrakis as Spencer tried to calm him down, Castle noticed a crucial detail. With an air of calm, she began narrating Mandrakis' tragic story, subtly distracting him. In a swift move, she headbutted him and skillfully disarmed him, grabbing the gun from his hand.
Excitedly, she exclaimed, "Tell me you all saw that?!!" The team, including Morgan cuffing the unsub, was left speechless. While the others processed the unexpected turn of events, Spencer grabbed her by the arm, leading her away from the scene.
Frustrated, he scolded, "What the hell Castle?!, you don't have any training in hostage situations or weapon disarmament."
With a smirk, she responded, "Relax, the safety lock was still on."
Reid, looking back, incredulously said, "You know, you could have said something... Anyway, still stupid."
"Nah, it was impressive," she retorted, unapologetic for her impulsive actions.
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HEAT WAVE // spencer reid
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