broken love |s.reid|

chapter six

"When we land, Dave and Morgan, head to the M.E's office to talk with the coroner. Emily, JJ, and Spencer, I'll need you three to head to the most recent crime scene. And Seaver and Abby, interview the most recent victim's family, see if could possibly be any link between the two victims. I'll set up at the police department." Hotch informed us.

"But shouldn't I be with Spencie?" Seaver asked. I looked over to Emily and JJ who both rolled their eyes along with me.

"Ashely, it's fine." Spencer, assured her, trying to avoid her making a scene.

"No it's not fine, I can't stand to be around Abby." Seaver replied, leaving the team in complete shock.

"Sounds like a personal problem." I snapped off. The entire plane went quiet, as Seaver sat in silence realizing that I wouldn't be affected by her one bit. I mean, of course I didn't want to work with her, but at least I'm the mature one.

The plane finally landed, waking me up from my quick power nap. We all headed off the plane, to our SUVs that were awaiting us.

"Hey Garcia." I said, putting my cell to my ear.

"What can I do for you today sugar?" she replied, chuckling a bit.

"Can you send over the Berkin's address? Seaver and I are supposed to interview them."

"Ugh, you got stuck with her? I'm sorry. And sent!"

"Thank you PG."

"You are welcome my love." Garcia exclaimed, hanging up the phone. I headed over to the car, turning the key in the ignition. Seaver finally joined after taking forever to say goodbye to Spencer as if they weren't going to see each other ever again.

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Spencer's POV:

"Ashley, I've got to go, JJ and Emily are waiting on me and Abby is waiting on you too." I was trying my best to release her grip around my waist. I didn't mind hugs and stuff whenever we were alone, but I hated when she was so clingy in public, especially on the job.

"Don't remind me about her. Why can't I just go with you? You know how much I hate Abby."

"Ashely, not now. We have work to do. Suck it up."

"Fine. I don't get why you don't want to work with me. You hate me don't you?"

"I never said that." I said, pushing her off of me suddenly.

"Fine then, be like that." she grumbled, turning to walk to Abby's car. I honestly felt bad for Abby, that she had to deal with Seaver right now, considering she was in such a sour mood.

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Abby's POV:

"You ready?" I asked Seaver, cutting the awkward, tense silence.

"You better hurry before we are late." she snarled back. All I did was try to be considerate and she just had to snap at me, dang. And I thought I was rude at times.

"So what are your thoughts about the case?" I questioned, attempting to make some small talk as we were almost there.

"I don't know. It'll probably be the same as any other case, unsub is a white male in his late 20s to early 30s. I mean nothing is new." Seaver piped back.

"True. So, I heard about Spence and you. How's that?" I was trying to not invade her privacy, but I hated silence.

"Better than ever. He's all mine. What, are you jealous of him and I?" she snapped at me. I tried to calm myself and hold back the anger that was boiling within me.