Envy (spencer reid x reader)

2- Mixups

I stood with everyone's eyes on me for about 5 seconds before Aaron began to introduce me to the team.
"Guys, this is our new team member Y/N, she will be joining us for the case in New York." He said, I waved at the people staring at me with a small smile on my face.
"Okay Y/N have a seat, we don't have time for everyone to introduce themselves, you can formally meet everyone on the jet. JJ, let's get started." Aaron said, turning to the blonde woman in the front. JJ began to present the case, while I sat down.
"New York city police have found 2 bodies in the past 2 months. First victim, John Hayes, 22 was found in an alleyway. He appeared to have ligament marks on his wrists and ankles. The ME report labeled the cause of death as dehydration, and everythings the same for the second victim, Philip Lynhol, also 22" JJ finished, the pictures appearing with a click of a button. I felt my stomach flip as I stared at the crime scene photos.

"Wheels up in 30." Aaron said from behind me. Everyone stood up, and I followed, turning to Aaron to ask for instruction.
"Y/N, I assume you have a go-bag in your car?" I nodded. In our recent correspondence, Aaron mentioned that we must always have a bag that was already packed in case we had to fly somewhere. Aaron instructed me to go and grab my bag and that I would meet him back here to board the jet.

I stepped into the jet behind Aaron, everyone yet again, already seated.
"Find a seat, Y/N we're about to take off." I looked at all the available seats. I spotted a single person seat around the back, and rushed to sit down in it. The members sat for silence for a few moments before one of them spoke.
"I guess I'll start with introductions, hi i'm emily prentiss," Emily had black hair, and bangs. She was wearing a navy blue blazer with some dark dress pants. I waved to her as another person began speaking. This guy looked older, but was a fairly attractive man.
"I'm David Rossi" He smiled at me. Then the blonde girl from earlier began to speak,
"I'm Jennifer Jarue, but you can just call me JJ."
She was sitting close enough to me, and was able to reach out and gently shake my hand. I turned to the last person, a tall,highly attractive man sitting across from Derek. Why is everyone on this team so hot, I thought to myself. He looked up from the book he was reading saying a quick,
"I'm Dr. Spencer Reid'', before looking back at his book. Derek then told me about the tech analyst, Penolope Garcia. I asked him why she wasn't on the jet with us and he told me that she was more use at home and she also preferred to stay away from the violence.

The plane ride was a little over an hour. During the flight we discussed the case and possible reasons why these certain people were killed. Spencer, or as everyone else called him Reid, said that since the victims were the same age, race, and gender that it could be a surrogate for a person important to the unsub.

When we arrived Aaron sent me and Dr. Reid to the ME's office. Reid drove and the car was silent on the way there, the radio playing softly in the background. We entered the morgue and followed the coroner to inspect the body. I stood carefully behind Reid as he took a closer look. I was glancing at the foot when my eye caught something. I walked over to the foot, grabbing it and bringing it up closer, so I could see. There was something written between the toes. I inspected the words closer, making out what the word was.
"Spencer, take a look at this." Reid walked over to see what I was looking at.
"Liar.." He said, reading the word," I need to call Garcia and see what dirt she has dug up on our victim. The word could mean the victim was shady." He stepped away, and pulled out his phone. I couldn't quite hear the conversation, so I continued to look at the body. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, except for the obvious restraint marks on his limbs. I heard Spencer end the call with Garcia and walk back over to me.
"Garcia said that Philip didn't appear to have anything shady about him, but that she would keep looking." I nodded in silence.

We went back to the local police station to meet with the rest of the team. JJ had spoken with the families, and they all said the same things about the victims. Both John and Philip were outgoing and had lots of friends. They were both very likable and it seemed unlikely that they had any enemies. We re-grouped in a conference room, Reid hanging up victim photos and other important things, including photos of the "liar" tattoo on our latest victim.
"Reid, do you think the placement of the tatoo has any meaning?" Aaron asked, staring at the board.
"No I don't. A tattoo on the foot, is an odd place, especially between the toes." Reid rattled off.
"Aren't foot tattoos pretty painful? I mean, it's gotta be pretty painful to have a tattoo done in that certain place." Emily piped in.
"Do you think he could be using it as torture?" I asked, looking away from the board to the team, "He kept these men in a secondary location, tied up, while he watched them dehydrate. Add on a tattoo between the toes, that's gotta be pretty painful to go through, and for someone like him, entertaining to watch." I continued. Everyone agreed.

Aaron's phone began to ring, and he answered it, turned away from us. I could hear him saying a few 'yes' and 'no's, and then he hung up.
"They found another body in an alleyway." He said, announcing to the team. That was quick, I thought.
"Same M.O?" JJ asked. Aaron shook his head.

When we arrived at the scene, police were everywhere, looking at evidence and asking questions to people nearby. Emily immediately walked over to the body and looked at it. I heard the snap of a camera click, as someone took photos of the scene.
"This one was stabbed?" The police chief nodded.
"How do we know it's our guy?" The chief asked, as an idea popped into my head. I bent down and inspected the foot, looking closely at the toes.
"This is how," I said, showing her and the rest of the team. Yet another tattoo was on our victim reading "liar." I placed the foot back on the ground.
"Has the victim been Id'd yet?" Emily asked.
"Yes, the victim is Aiden Brown, 22. Garcia is looking into him now.
"When did he go missing?" I asked. We had determined the victims had been held for at least a week every time.
"2 days ago. He's unravelling quickly. We need to find this guy before he kills again or goes on a spree." Aaron said.

About an hour later, Aaron dismissed us to go back to the hotel. When we got there, we found out there was a mix up with the rooms and there was only enough for us to share. We tried to rent more rooms, but every room was apparently booked. JJ and Emily decided to room together and I groaned. I wanted to room with one of them. Now I was stuck with Spencer, Derek, or Aaron. I figured Aaron was probably off the table, considering it would be a little weird as he was my boss and all.
"Ah shoot, Y/N, we don't have enough beds for you in our room." JJ said. I turned around to meet JJs eyes. She mouthed a quick sorry to me.
"Ah it's okay, I'll just room wi-" and at that moment a voice interrupted my sentence.
"I'll room with her."

authors note: it's already getting spicyyyy :)