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Spencer's POV

It was a rainy day and I had just left my apartment, I called a cab to take me to work, once I arrived I got out of the cab and went into the UAC while I was about to get on the elevator I bumped into something or rather someone, when I ducked my head a little I met a blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes that looked at me with a big smile on her lips, If only I had told Jennifer before what I felt we would probably be together.

— Hi Jennifer, I'm sorry I didn't see you, I was a little distracted ~ I said a little nervous.

— Hey, it's okay Spence. I didn't realize it either because I was texting my mom to stay with the kids because the nanny has an engagement and you won't be able to take care of them.

— How are you? How are Henry and...? Will?~ I asked a little nervously.

— We are all fine thank you, how are you?

— I'm fine too, we'd better get inside or we'll be late and we don't want Hotch to scold us.



Jennifer's POV

Once we got on the elevator nobody said anything until we got to our floor, each one went straight to his desk then we went to greet the guys, after greeting the guys Hotch ordered us all to go to the meeting room because we had a case.

— Good morning everyone there is a case in Florida two male victims with the same seal ~ Garcia informed us.

— removed their limbs, it could be a message that they witnessed some rape or part of them.~ Morgan continues.

While Rossi and Prentiss were giving their opinion I felt a person's gaze I turned my head slightly and met Spence's gaze.

— we will leave in 30 ~ Hotch tells us.

In the yet

— Spencer and Prentiss go where they found the first victim Morgan and Rossi go on the second scene, JJ and I will set up at the precinct. ~ Hotch splits us up .

We didn't have a lot of clues at the crime scene, so I called Rossi to find out what they found and see if there were any similarities to what we found.

— it sounds like he didn't have any remorse and may have been too cautious about leaving any kind of prints ~ gave his point of view.

— I think they may not have been his first victims.

— Maybe, if so we need to find him as soon as possible before more victims continue to appear.

He hangs up the call and I turn to Reid.

— I can't help but notice that you're walking very strangely, more than usual. I smile.

— I prefer not to talk about it, and nothing happened to my mother. Don't worry ~ she answers evading the subject.

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