𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗦𝗲𝘅𝘆

Pure Seduction

Friday morning, 6:00 AM. You wake up for work with an anxious feeling. Tonight is the night you find out if Spencer isn't really innocent after all. You do your normal routine as always, and get ready to leave your apartment. You had taken longer than usual for your routine, so you told Morgan you would drive yourself to work today.

You did this just incase so he wouldn't be late. Thankfully, you made it to work on time. You enter work and you greet Hotch. "Good morning, is today just like yesterday?" You say to him. "Good morning y/n, yes it is like yesterday. We've got more cold case files in the conference room, everyone is over there now." He says with a smile.

"Sounds great, thank you" you say making your way into the conference room. As you enter, your stomach starts to twist and turn. You were nervous for your night with Spencer, what if you didn't enjoy it? What if it was over the limit for you? "Good morning princess, I see you made it on time" Morgan says giving you a hug. "Yeah, I would've been late if traffic was jammed" You say getting comfortable in your seat.

You reach over and grab a file, you start to examine. "Abusive Parent Case 2008" was the title. Just the thought of abuse made you nauseous, it disgusted you for many reasons. "Y/n, you okay?" JJ says touching your shoulder. Abuse was a difficult subject for you, but you pulled through. "Yeah, don't worry about me. I'm fine." You say smiling back. You look up to see Spencer writing yet again, in his journal. This time he was writing faster, as if he was nervous.

"Hey man, we all hear your pen going a thousand miles a minute." Morgan says laughing. Spencer stops writing and looks up. "My bad." He says with a small smirk. "Y/n, there is a gift for you at the front desk" Rossi says as he pokes his head through the door. "A gift? Alright" You say surprised. You make your way over to the desk, a bouquet of Roses. You noticed it had a card, so you began to read.

"My precious y/n, oh how we miss you dearly. Your father is sick in the hospital, we don't know how long he has. I hope everything is going well with you, I love you -Mom" You begin to clench your jaw. You feel yourself getting weak, the only reason that you accepted this job was to get away from home, to get away from your family. You had a hard childhood. Your father was abusive, but you kept that to yourself.

The fact that he was sick made you question your emotions. You didn't know if you were happy or sad, he made your life a living hell. He is the reason why you flinch at every single thing, you were so used to getting hit. You start walking over to your office to put the gifts down. Your heels clicking against the floor, step by step.

Rage was building up inside. The team hears you and looks your way, since your office was right infront of the conference room. You slam the card on your desk. You put your hands against your head. You had too many emotions going on. "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." you repeat to yourself. Garcia quickly runs over to you. "Sugar, what's wrong?" Garcia says holding you.

"My family. I hate them all for making me go through hell. Not one of them cared, not one" You say crying in her arms. "Don't worry about them, we are your family now. We all care about you y/n." Garcia says tearing up. She hated seeing you upset like this.

You make your way over to the conference room, wiping tears. "Don't worry about me. I am okay, I promise. This gift was unexpected." You say to the team as you make your way back into your office. You had to be by yourself to collect your thoughts.

After what felt like hours, you were dismissed from work. You didn't say goodbye to anyone, not even Spencer. You simply made your way out into the parking lot to go home. As you arrive back home, you get in the shower. You needed some relaxation to calm down your nerves. Your phone buzzes, it's Spencer.

Spencer: If you aren't ready for tonight, I understand. You had a rough day pretty girl. I am here if you need.

You instantly feel better with this message, here comes the butterflies.