It's been two years since you were killed and your body was never found. The only thing Spencer has of you is your favorite book, The Great Gatsby. He finds himself reading Fitzgerald's words at night and thinking about you.
"So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight."
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Imagines ➔ Spencer Reid 3 ✔️
FanfictionTook me forever but book three in the Spencer Reid series is finally here!