Lethal lust • Spencer Reid fan fiction

☀︎︎Eleven☀︎︎

Bathroom Floors

I drop the file and run out of the conference room, I rush into the bathroom.

I fall down to the floor against the wall, I bury my head into my palms.

I start to hyperventilate, JJ and Elle come through the bathroom door rushing down to my side.

"Breath Gracie." JJ says bringing me into her arms, I collapse into her grasp and start crying even harder, "I J-Just Cant do T-this anymore."

I say with my head now pounding from crying. I lay in her arms like a little baby. She runs her hand through my arms. The tears stop flowing. But the anger does not.

I run out of emotions to give out. I just lay there on the nasty Bau bathroom floors with JJ and Elle along side me.

Elle takes my hand. I finally have enough strength to sit up. "What did I do to deserve this."

I whisper. "Nothing. The world is just a horrible place. But your going to make it. I promise no matter how hard it gets."

Elle says. I decide to get up, I look in the mirror to see mascara all down my face.

"Do either of you have concealer." I say in a drowned out voice. Elle leaves the bathroom I'm assuming to get some. I look at myself and a tear sheds down my face.

JJ comes up to me and wipes it from my cheek. "Your going to be strong. You understand me? Your going to get past this one way or another."

I turn to face her and then she pulls me into a hug. "Thank you JJ." I whisper. She runs he hand back and fourth on my back.

"No Problem."

Elle comes back with her makeup bag, she sets it on the counter, i break away from JJ and grab the concealer to cover up the mascara, I blend it in with my finger tips. I go to grab her mascara, "you mind if I borrow?" She shakes her head.

After a couple minutes I walk out of the bathroom with the girls, we head back to the conference room. I enter the room trying to keep it together.

"Gideon put me on this case." I request.

"It's to dangerous I don't think-" "I know Morris better then anyone in this room, and also your dealing with my parents, so I'm not asking I'm telling you. Put me on this case. Please."

He looks around. He takes a file from the middle and hands it to me.

"Thank you." My voice breaks.

I pull it together and go to my seat next to Spencer. I open up the file to see the pictures of my mom and dad, dead.

I immediately close the file. Spencer saw and he puts his hand over mine. I look at him, I think he can see the pain in my eyes so I turn away. "Alright let's go." Hotch says.

I get up from my seat with a gut feeling this will not end well.

The jet

I sit down in my seat, I look through the file trying to ignore the pictures, trying not to imagine what happened. Spencer takes a seat becide me, he sees the file and closes it. He pushes the file away from me. For some reason the tears start to work up in my eyes again I turn away and look out the window. I don't want him to see me like this.

He takes my hand and runs his thumb over and over my hand, i wipe the tears from my face, I turn around to see him looking upset. I lay my head on his shoulder. I just close my eyes and try and pretend I'm going to be ok.

The plane lands which wakes me up, I sit up and look over at Spencer who has his nose stuck in a book. I take the book from his hand, I read over a couple pages, "geometric malfunctions?" I say looking up from the book. He just nods. I hand him the book and get up to leave with the rest of the team. I get out and see all the fields and the land I once called home. "Welcome to Kentucky." I say.

We get in the cars and we speed over to my parents house. All the memories come rushing back to me. I let out a couple tears, Spencer noticed and he look my hand.

"Your gonna be ok." He says with a strong grip on my hand. I tried to hold back my tears but I can't help but think of the fact I can't call my mom or dad anymore, they won't be able to have grandchildren, they won't ever get to see me in a white gown.

We pull into the drive way, that's when I notice a car, then I realize, it's my uncle, David Rossi.