Spencer Reid Images

Goner → Spencer Reid

Word Count: 1644

Warnings: Mentions of kidnap, and death.

Prompt:

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Three months ago marked the 2 year anniversary of Maeve's death. You were heart broken over the loss it always mattered to you when an innocent life was lost, but you were also heartbroken because your best friend and love was broken about it as well. You were currently sitting in his apartment watching an old documentary on Charles Manson.

You were bored of the documentary, and you looked over at Reid "Are you okay? You don't seem to be paying attention?" He questioned looking over in your general direction, your mind wandered off into thoughts and you didn't know you had answered him.

"What- Wait.... Y/n." You snapped out of your thoughts fast enough to hear "I'm sorry, I just can't." And that's when your mind had clicked and you remember you saying 'Yeah it's because I love you.'

You froze "Actually no, sorry I have to go." You got up quickly not listening to him say your name quietly in an attempt to get you to stay.

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That was the last time Spencer had had any contact with you, the following week a mission had come up but you were nowhere to be found. Weeks flew by, and then the call they were all afraid for came.... Y/n L/n had died. Reid was broken again.

The last he said to you was he can't, you left and you were never heard from again. Then he finds out you're dead, another person close to Reid taken from him he was starting to lose hope in all of humanity.

And if things weren't any worse Reid wasn't in the best condition, and now your death is just causing worse pain from him. The team held a proper funeral for you even tho you didn't have a body.

Spencer was one of the casket carriers, along with Rossi, Morgan, and Hotch. The others trailed behind the guys and held their heads up high, but honestly they were all torn apart by your tragic death. Your casket was lowered into the ground as Spencer put his head down with his eyes closed tightly.

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"And what can I get you lovely gentlemen?" You smile at the gentlemen in front of you as you pull out your notebook to take their order, they quickly place their order and go back to their phones.

You walk off and place the order before going to serve other customers. You felt awful for lying to the team, you weren't dead at all in fact you were obviously quite the opposite. You moved to Vegas and started a new life Hotch knew about the new life you decided to form.