"And where were you two?" Rossi gives us a suspicious look.
"Coffee." I blurt out while we walk back towards our desk. A blush creeping up Spence's face.
"Yeah, and where exactly are your cups?" He questions with a raised brow.
"Uh....we drank it....all of it." I answer too quickly.
"Well I hope the coffee was good." He states looking between the two of us not buying my lies.
"Oh it was really good." I blurt out again slapping my hand over my mouth once I realized what I said. Rossi's face pinches in disgust.
"Sunday I swear....." Rossi starts to lecture as I look at the invisible watch on my wrist.
"Oh my god would you look at the time. We have to go anywhere but here." I state pulling Spence away quickly. He gives Rossi a little wave as we high tail it out of the bullpen. When we get clear of him I stop to turn and look at a blushing Spence.
"Well he definitely knows what we did." Spence states the obvious.
"Yes baby....he does." I stand on my tiptoes kissing him quickly. It's a good thing he is smart and pretty, and I happen to find his lack of social cues to be adorable.
Derek walks by us stopping to let us know that Hotch is ready for us to deliver the profile. Spence leans down to kiss me once more before we head back to the bullpen. Everyone is already gathered once we make our way in there. Both of us refusing to look at Rossi as we take our place between Derek and Hotch.
"7 years ago we believed our unsub to be a preferential child molester." Derek begins.
"And now we think that his preference evolved into an erotomanic obsession with Hope Kingston." I state looking through the room of familiar faces.
"So much so that in her absence, his attentions are now focused on her mother." JJ speaks up from a desk across the way.
"At the time Hope went missing, there was another potential victim, who was the same age and had the same physical characteristics as Hope, and she was even more accessible." Emily mentions standing off to the side of JJ.
"Which tells us that Hope became his idealized target." Hotch says.
"Despite the high risk, he abducted Monica in public, which shows she's pivotal to his fantasy." Rossi tells everyone as he looks around the room.
"We believe the unsub has Monica captive within a 20 mile radius of this abduction site." Spence states giving my brain tingles at the sound of his voice. I watch the way he circles a radius on the map with his hand. A slight shudder working it's way through my body at my thoughts of earlier.
"There's a strong possibility that until recently the unsub kept Hope alive. This explains why he didn't hunt again for all these years." JJ says from her spot on her desk.
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Cardigans and Converse // Spencer Reid
FanfictionSunday Finnegan is the definition of chaotically detailed. She is powered by coffee thanks to her addiction of reading smutty books till 3am, cheerfully goofy and optimistic to a fault. She's fresh out of Quantico and already has her first big girl...