Hotch comes over to you and tells you to come to conference room.
The entire teams walks there.
Everyone sits down and you sit in the empty seat.
Jennifer gets up in front of everybody with a remote and turns on a screen. There were a bunch of pictures of the victims.
Two women had their head cuts off and stuck to a pole in a circle near a beach.
They talk about the case.
You're a little nervous to put your input so you stay quiet but then you remember something, "it's a ritual."
"Most likely, its a group of people or person that have created some sort of religion or followed on, like satanism."
(i don't want this to give satanist a bad reputation, im a satanist myself and the rituals were in the 1980s when people that werent satanism were tryingbto scare the public. they dont do that. satanism is a religion about finding yourself and respecting yourself as well as others)
"They used to perform rituals that they would believe bring purity to women by molesting and hanging them as well as hanging them up to humiliate them."
The teams looks at you for a second and proceeds to talk about it and how they could locate the murderer.
"So, the unsub.." Hotch tries to say.
"Unsub?" you're confused
"It's the unknown subject," Emily adds.
You nod and go back to listen. The team comes up with an idea of who the unsub is.
Hotch ends the meeting with wheels up in thirty.
Everyone gets up and some of the team members huddle up and talk, "what does he mean by wheels up in thirty"
"He means, the jet. Wherever the case is, we fly to," Emily explains.
"Oh, so thats what he means by going on the field," you slowly nod to yourself.
The team interacts and Spencer is sitting at the table, looking over the file. You walk over to him, "did I do good"
"Yeah, for your first time doing this."
"Whats the deal with Hotch?"
"He's a very tough guy, he never blinks. He's always very serious but he's funny. The only time I've ever seen him cry is when his wife died."
"Oh shit, his wife died," you try not to laugh.
"Yup," he looks at you blanky.
You decide to go back to your desk to finish paperwork early.
You set down and open the first file.
Jesus, why the fuck is there so many files?
You get to work to fill out and checking everything. You get through them pretty quickly because you read fast.
You find it interesting to read about some of the cases.
As a child, you were fascinated by murder mystery story. You bought the board games and even made up a game with your friends when you were in Elementary school.
You finish your paper work and walk into Hotch's office and leave the files on his desk.
You get curious and decide to walk into the room where Garcia is.
"So, what do you do?"
Garcia jumps and turns around.
"You scared me," she smiles at you.
How can someone be this happy?
You sit down in the extra chair in her office.
"Well, I help find information for the team when they need it. I usually locate the suspects and narrow down lists."
"So, you're their tech person?"
"Yeah."
"So, what's your story?"
The phone sitting on her desk near the computers starts ringing. She uses the pen in her hand to answer the phone on speaker.
You hear Morgan's voice on the other line.
"Babygirl, I'm gonna need you to find what a connection between the victims."
Garcia types really fast at her computer.
"These women have all visited the same site that for women and men to...."
"So, the unsub finds them through this site. Can you find the women's messages with other people on the site?"
"I'll get it back to you as soon as possible," Garcia ends the call with her pen and types at her keyboard, "to answer your question."
She continues, "I was a hacker and the FBI found me and recruited me."
"So you're like me."
She looks at you for a second, "tell me all about it," then goes back to her computer and continues.
"I was apart of the one of the drug dealers that they arrested for the murder," you observe everything she's going.
"I guess, Emily say my file and saw that I went through college really fast and thought I was smart enough to join the team.'
"So, you're the female Spencer Reid."
"Not quite, I went through high school like normal then quickly made my way to college. But yes, I am pretty smart."
"High school like normal? How did you know Spencer went through high school fast and was really smart?"
"Uh.."
Garcia gets another call, she answers it with her pen, "I got the list. Three different accounts from the same location have talked to the two murdered and one missing.
"Can you send me the information?"
"You got it, my chocolate thunder," Garcia hangs up with her pen and types at her computer for a second then turns around and looks at you.
"You have a secret, tell me."
"Spencer and I are together."
Garcia looks shocked, "as in dating?"
"Yeah."
"How long have you been together?"
"A year or so."
"He was dating you when you were still selling drugs?" Garcia looks away. Then realizes you were the one selling him dilaudid.
"You figured it out, didn't you"
"I was NOT expecting that."
"Don't worry, Spencer is clean. I'm clean and I haven't sold in a long time."
"Give me the scoop, what's he like at home?"
"Uh, I have to go to the bathroom," you get up and go to the bathroom. You walk in and look in the mirror.
You look down and realize that you couldn't explain how the relationship was for a reason. It wasn't good.
You try not to cry.
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Toxicity (Spencer Reid X Reader)
FanfictionY/N, a depressed drug addict is stuck in a toxic relationship with Spencer Reid. Until it starts to look up, but not for long 🚨🚨🚨WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS VERY SENSITIVE MATERIAL. SUCH AS SEXUAL ASSAULT, PHYSICAL ALTERCATIONS, ABUSE, SUICIDE...