I am standing in the kitchen making myself yet another cup of coffee when I hear Morgan's voice from the hallway. He passes the doorway, a familiar-looking woman in handcuffs walking in front of him.
As soon as I finish stirring in my sugar, I snap the lid on my cup and follow the team into the conference room. Eleanor is now free from the interrogation room and is wearing what looks to be Emily's jacket while she drinks a cup of tea.
"We have Y/l/n in the interrogation room. Prentiss and I will question her and I want Reid to take notes. Rossi and JJ, I want you to go to her house and work with the other officers to find anything incriminating. Morgan, I want you to work with Garcia to find everything we can on this woman", Hotch says.
The team disperses and I follow Hotch and Emily into the interrogation room. I take out my notepad and paper again before I take a seat. Usually, when I take notes on unsubs like this, I keep my head down and try to interact with them as little as possible. Interrogation is not my strong suit and I know I can't be intimidating, and unsubs love finding a weakness in agents.
This time, something is different. As hard as I try to keep my eyes off the woman, I feel drawn to her. My eyes flick up from my book and when they lock with hers, my heart stops.
Y/n, she's the woman from my dreams. She wears red lipstick and long, flowy dresses. She is the woman I have fallen in love with. She is the woman who loves me. She's not a murderer, she's an angel. She's my soulmate.
My mouth gapes open and my vision becomes blurry. I'm either in shock or I am dreaming again, but the chill of the air against my flushed skin tells me I'm awake. Hotch nudges me with his elbow, shaking me from my trance.
I clear my throat and bury my face back in my notebook, hoping the unsub didn't notice my staring. Hotch starts to question her, but I am finding it difficult to focus on anything other than how her sweet perfume fills the room.
Is her skin really that soft? Is red really her favorite color? Is she really like sweet tea in the summer? Would she really hold me and tell me she loves me?
"Did you kill these people?"
"I didn't kill anyone."
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Wildest Dreams
FanfictionAfter waking up from one of the most vivid dreams he has ever had, Spencer Reid searches for the woman who captured his heart. It is not until he is working on a case in New York that he finds her. The only downside is the woman he has been looking...
