When the BAU gets a letter saying they would get a new member they were more than willing to accept any extra help the government would give them. What they were not expecting was a new pair a shiny pair of high heels to dominate the field.
Abigail...
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---Change In the Arrangement---
Two weeks of house arrest, that is exactly what time off felt like for Abigail. After the anthrax attack, Spencer and she had been ordered to take time off. Her second big case for the BAU and she had been benched back to the office-it wasn't necessarily a bad thing but it felt as though she was being put on the sidelines. Moving from leading a team and being in charge of taking orders was becoming harder than she had originally thought.
A lot of things were harder than she initially thought, A few days into her house arrest Spencer had shown up at her door. It was a surprise but not an unwanted on. He had been thinking about her and said he had been hoping the game of thrones marathon offer was still available. Spencer hated game of thrones, he hated tv in general-the sifi was far fetched, romance unrealistic and crime tv was his life with a tape recorder. Abigail didn't say anything as she let him into her house, she grinned because she knew, he had come to see her. whatever half-ass excuse he had meant more to her than she would let on. They spent three days binge-watching tv, it had been three days of Abigail trying her hardest not to kiss him.
She had fucked up, royally fucked up. No matter how long she had pushed her feelings aside Spencer Reid simply couldn't be pushed aside.
Spencer had lost his mind. He sat watching some mind numbing comedy Abigail liked for the third day in a row, he didn't understand the plot nor did he want to. Abigail sat beside him curled in a blanket laughing. He had been debating on what to say for three days, they had almost died and he knew a little push like death had made up his mind. He liked Abigail, he liked Abigail a lot and it was beginning to make him feel exhausted.
He realized now he had liked Abigail for months he just hadn't realized it. He had watched her subconsciously for any sign she liked him too and he thought she did, her body language said she did but the look in her eyes stayed the same. Her blue eyes were like vaults, speckled of emotion dotting her iris but aside from that, there was nothing.
Her eyes were secrets to what lye in her head, she would never tell him. She had secrets, lots of them, the shock that her father was David Rossi had impacted the team. They had been keeping it a secret for eight months-eight months in a team of profiler which made him wonder what if she hid other things.
He spent days at her house, watching her every move and he found something new every day. Laying on her couch with her curled up close to him with her legs draped over his lap as she laughed. Her long blonde hair had been pulled up in messy bun strands falling from her pulling the sweatshirt over her head. He was mesmerized by her.
