The team and I were getting ready to board the jet, hopefully, about to catch our unsub. Hotch walked up to me and Spencer.
"Are you sure you want to go out in the feild for this?" Agent Hotchner asked me. I looked up at him.
"Yes, I've been with you guys through this whole case!" I said, "I want to put this scum bag away!" Hotch looked me up and down, and I noticed Spencer doing it as well. I frowned at them.
"(Y/n), you're almost eight months pregnant." Spencer said.
"Okay, well, then just let me be there!" I said.
"Okay, fine. You can be there." Hotch said, face palming.
"But I made you something." Spencer said, I smiled at my best friend as he reached into his bag, and pulled out what looked to be a maternity belt. I looked at it, and then looked back up at Spencer.
"Spence, I don't get how this is supposed to-"
"I bullet proofed it." Spencer cut me off. I unfolded it. Sure enough, the maternity belt. had been bullet proofed. I smiled at him, and he helped me pull it on. Hotch boarded, still face palming. Everyone else boarded as well, and I sat beside Spencer.
"When's your due date, again?" Emily asked, I looked over at her, and smiled.
"July, ninth." I said. Emily grinned.
"I'm so excited for you!" JJ said.
"Oh, not as excited as I am!" I said, "But I am soooo scared!" I added, "Birth is just so scary to me!"
"Oh come on, (Y/n)." Spencer said, gripping my hand, "Statistics are on your side." I squeezed his hand.
"I know, you've made me well aware, but I'm still scared." I said, laying me head on his shoulder. "Oh and guess what!" I said, jolting my head away from him.
"What?" JJ, Hotch, Morgan, Rossi and Prentiss asked at the same time.
"Hayden said we will get married after I give birth so the baby can be part of the wedding!" I said, excitedly.
"Oh my gosh, that's so cute!" Prentiss said.
"And, if this case takes as long as I think it will, you'll be home early to surprise him." Hotch said.
"Yay!" I said, happily. I accidentally dropped my phone, "Oh, sorry." I said, trying to reach down to get them. "Fuck, I'm too pregnant to reach it." I chuckled.
"I've got it." Spencer said, bending down, and picking up my phone, and handing it to me.
"Thank you." I said, taking it, and putting them in my bag. Spencer nodded, and tried to hold in his laughter at how I wasn't able to reach the floor. Derek didn't even try to hold it in.
"Oh m-my, god!" he laughed, "Did, did you say you're too-" He paused to laugh again, "too pregnant?" I began laughing too, and soon everyone on the jet was in a fit of hysterics.
~timeskip~
Soon, the jet landed in sunny Tennessee. We already knew who our unsub was, because she was incredibly sloppy. Once I figured out it was her boyfriend who bought the hair bleach, (without knowing why he was buying it.) Reid and I quickly connected her to the murders. Reid helped me up, and held my bag for me as I walked to the door. Spencer wrapped my bag around his shoulder, and held my hand, helping me down the steps, Derek took my other hand as I waddled.
~timeskip~
"This may be the dumbest unsub we've ever had." Prentiss said, mulling over the report I loosely knitted together this morning.
"Oh, absoluetly." I said, over my shoulder. as I bounced on my (f/c) yoga ball beside the couch. Reid was sitting on the couch, reading some random book. I didn't even bother to read the cover as he passed me to sit down.
"We're moving in in an hour, she hasn't even noticed that the FBI are in her town." Hotch said.
"Why would she? She's a dumbass!" I called back. Rossi and Derek laughed. Spencer stood up, and helped me put on the maternity belt he bulletproofed, then my bulletproof FBI vest. After, he pulled on his own. I tucked my gun into my belt. Spencer did the same. We all left, and Spence helped me climb into the car on the passenger side before he climbed into the driver's side, and we began the drive to our unsub's house. It was wierd for Reid to drive, but he insisted on taking me to the crime scene.
"Okay, this unsub is extremely messy-"
"So that means she's extremely dangerous." I finished Reid's sentence. "Reid, honey, I know, nothings going to happen! You bullet proofed a maternity belt for me." I said, "I'm going to be okay."
"I know, but you make me nervous sometimes." Reid said. I smiled to myself as he climbed out of the car, coming over to my side, and opening my door for me. I thanked him, and he smiled, helping me to our set up outside her house. Oh, she has got to be asleep if she hasn't noticed us yet. I pulled out my gun, and Spencer got in front of me. Derek and Emily packed in beside me, and Rossi had my back. We slinked up to the house quietly, going around the side of the house, to the back. Aaron and JJ had taken the front entrance in case she tried to escape. Derek kicked in the back door, and we heard a scream as a figure ducked into the next room.
"Mya Towne!" I screamed, "FBI! Show us your hands!" I stayed back as Derek and Reid ran after her, tackling her, and cuffing her. Reid climbed off of the lady as Prentiss, Rossi, and I cleared the other rooms of the small house. Derek stood her up, and took her out the front door to JJ and Aaron. Reid ran up behind me, and I turned to him as he led me out the door, and to the car, helping me climb in. "Do we have snacks?" I asked, Reid chuckled, and reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a business card from a local diner.
"Dinner?" He asked, I smiled.
"I would love to."
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Bad Blood: Spencer Reid x Reader
FanfictionA heavily pregnant (Y/n) comes home early from a case to find that the love of her life hasn't been loyal. After a long week of tears and calling in sick, Spencer decides to check on his best friend. What will he say when he see's what state she's i...