REID X READER Oneshots

Spence X Reader

This imagine is for @cindystone101, Hope you like it enjoy.

 The death of Emily hit Spencer hard because he didn't get to say goodbye. Pouring himself into his work y/n grew worried for her best friend. Walking into the briefing room y/n spotted him sitting down already looking over the case folder. " Hey, how are you holding up Spence?" y/n asked as she sat down waiting for the rest of the team. Spencer looked up for a brief second before turning back to his file. As the rest of the team filed in they took in Spencer's weird demeanor. Garcia came in and went through the case photos and gave out the info she had so far. " Wheels up in 30," Hotch said as he got up and made his way to his office. As everyone filed out of the briefing room y/n tried to talk with Spencer again accidentally knocking his coffee over. " Christ, can't you do anything right?" Spencer cursed as he dabbed at his sweater vest. " I am so sorry Spence," y/n mumbled as she tried to help clean the coffee up. Storming off Spencer left y/n on the verge of tears as she grabbed her go-bag. On the jet, everyone went over the case. Y/n was unusually quiet as she gave out info and looked out of the window. Spencer sat on the far side of the jet reading as Hotch gave out assignments. " y/n and Reid go to the latest crime scene and see what you can find," nodding y/n went over her notes so far as they descended into Colorado. 

When the jet landed everyone went there separate ways. Driving in silence Spencer looked out the window as y/n navigated the busy streets. Pulling up to the crime scene y/n got out showing her badge to the local PD. " we found some tire tracks near the body dump site but we saw only one pair of footprints," One of the local agents stated as he turned to handle some other evidence. " The footprints stop here but the oned by the shallow grave are deep meaning the unsub struggled to place the body in the grave," y/n stated as she knelt. Spencer huffed as he picked up a piece of paper fragment. " The unsub left a piece of paper and all you noticed was he struggled to put a dead body in a hole," Spencer mumbled as he stood up and quickly dialed Penelope. Standing up y/n made her way back to the car. Waiting for Spencer she contemplated asking him to give a reason for his behavior. After Spencer joined her in the car y/n drove to the local police station where the team was going over new info. " The unsub struggled to put the body in the grave and Spencer found a paper fragment next to the hole," y/n stated as she looked at the whiteboard. " So we know the unsub is male, and he prefers women in their late twenties who live alone and have image issues," Jj stated while looking over the autopsy photos. " No signs of sexual assault were found but he had them tied to a chair," Morgan added as he went over the medical examiner report. Garcia called to give an update " you're on speaker Pen what did you find?" Jj said as she looked around the room. " Hello my furry crime fighters I have a list of offenders who were recently let out for good behavior, these men were all released within the past few weeks," Penelope said as she listed off the names before ending her call. 

__________________Time skip brought to you by Interrupting moose___________

After catching the unsub everyone arrived on the jet ready to get home and get some much-needed sleep. Sitting on the couch y/n curled up with her favorite book. JJ sat with Derek and Hotch at the table as Spencer sat on the end of the couch. " Why did you have to be so stupid and risk your life?" Spencer asked as he pulled out his book. " excuse me but I did what I had to do to save the victim," y/n stated coldly. Spencer just rolled his eyes and continued to read. Jj took in his attitude and remarks and sent y/n a confused look. Shrugging she closed her book and tried to sleep. Derek shook y/n waking her from her slumber. " wake up pretty girl, we are home so get your stuff and let's go," he joked as he grabbed his stuff. Walking to her car Derek questioned y/n " so what's wrong with you and Spencer?" he asked as he pulled out his keys. " Honestly I don't know but ever since Emily died he's been acting weird," y/n stated before stopping to hug Derek before heading to her car. getting in and starting the car y/n decided to head over to Spencer's to see what's been up with him. Arriving thirty minutes later she knocked on his apartment door waiting for a response. " who is it?" Spencer asked through the door. His voice seemed weak as he waited for a response. " it's me y/n," his best friend answered before she heard him move away from the door. " Spencer let me in and let's talk," y/n coaxed through the door. Pulling out her emergency key she unlocked the door. Stepping into the dimly lit apartment she could see Spencer sitting on the couch. Walking over to where he sat she y/n could see his clothes were disheveled and his eyes were dilated. " Spencer, what's going on with you?" she asked as she bent down to see his face better. Instinctively he pulled back covering his arms. 

Looking down at his arms y/n could see fresh needle marks. " Spencer please tell me you're not using again," she asked as she examined his arms. Sobbing Spencer nodded as he pointed to a small bottle on the coffee table. Tears fell down her face as she grabbed the bottle. " why?" she mumbled as she put the bottle down before sitting next to him. " when Emily died I took it hard and then you were always busy so I turned to the only numbing agent I knew," Spencer sobbed as he looked down at his arms. Pulling Spencer into a tight hug y/n sobbed knowing if she hadn't been busy he wouldn't have returned to Dilaudid. " I am so sorry, I should have been there for you," y/n sobbed as she rubbed soothing circles on his back. " It wasn't your fault I just didn't want to bother you with my issues, I know losing Emily was hard for you too," Spencer rasped as he leaned back looking into y/n's eyes as he wiped her tears away. " How about we help each other heal and we get rid of the Dilaudid," Spencer suggested as he looked at the small bottle. Nodding y/n got up and took the bottle from him before checking his drawer for more and heading outside to the dumpster to break the needles and the bottles. 

when she returned she found Spencer sitting on the couch crying. " we can get through this Spencer," y/n stated before sitting back down. " I know I am just so sad and I feel alone," Spencer confessed. Shaking her head y/n mumbled " you were never alone,"