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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Spencer Reid
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The blonde turned to see Spencer staring horrified at the dead body and broken test tube on the floor. "Holy shit." She looked at Spencer then at the door.
"Bethear."
"MORGAN!" She exclaimed running, slamming and locking the door in front of him. "Morgan you have to get out of here." But he grabbed the handle. "SPENCER!"
Spencer raced forward pulling the second lock shut. "Get back."
"Reid what's going on!" The look of panic on Morgan's face was horrifying. He watched Abigail let out a muffled scream of frustration and look back at him, emotions he couldn't identify welled in her eyes. "Spencer."
"We've been compromised." Spencer looked at Abigail who was staring at Morgan, before turning away. "Call Hotch. now!"
Abigail slowly moved towards the body and chemicals to examine the destroyed face of the man. "It's Nichols." She confirmed she touched the side of his head gently to find dry blood, she took a deep breath and instantly regretted it. "I think he's been dead for a hot minute." She said holding her arm to her mouth as she moved away from the body. "Smells like shit."
"Morgan go!" Spencer insisted as he looked at Abigail. "Get over here, if you inhale more of the chemical it will evolve quicker."
Abigail looked around and grabbed a large glass bowl, she snatched a note pad and tried her best sweep the chemicals into a pile before placing the jar over it. "Not the best but it's all was can do right now."
"Birdie I'm so sorry." Spencer moved away from the window and towards Abigail who was pulling an extra lab coat off the hook. "I should have waited-"
"Spencer now isn't the time to get worked up," Abigail instructed as she threw the coat over the dead doctor. "We've all fucked up at one point or another."
"But I didn't mean to put you in danger."
Abigail gently puts her hands on either side of his face. "Spence listens to me, we can mope about this later. As much as this sucks I need Dr. Reid, not my friend Spencer. If we are going to get out of here alive it's because you knew what to do. So take a breathe and calm down."
When the nickname left her lips she didn't even realize she had said it but Spencer heard it loud and clear. JJ had been the only person in the world to ever call Spencer nodded, she was right. They didn't have time to panic not when there were 4 victims they could save. Abigail moved away from him moving to the other side of the shed.
Reid answers his phone as he looks out the window, looking at Hotch and Morgan. "Hotch, I really messed up this time," He mutters as he glances at Abigail as she came around the corner. He could tell her was panicking, the same way he could when she pulled him into the bathroom during the drug test. She was shaking but still sifting through Nichol's notes, trying to distract herself from reality.
