BAU's Cutest Couple

A Better Understanding

As Spencer and I headed into work we spotted Derek and Garcia with their arms crossed standing at my desk. Spencer looked at me then at them, ''Guys is everything alright?" The look of confusion was on both of our faces.

Morgan then smiled and hugged Spencer, "Pretty boy, why didn't you tell me you finally asked out Cory? Garcia told me everything. Finally my man!" He laughed and gave Spencer a noogie, which Spencer easily got out of.

"Wait, Morgan how did you find out? I didn't say-Cory?" Spencer turned towards me and raised an eyebrow. "Did you text Garcia?" I nodded and ran a hand through my hair.

"Doc, I had too. She was asking questions and I broke. Can you blame me? How would you feel if you were a female, dating the infamous Dr. Spencer Walter Reid?" I turned red, "I'm sorry Doc if that's not what you wanted." Spencer chuckled and hugged me, kissing my head.

"Honestly honey if you didn't tell them I would've. So don't worry about it. Next time something happens tell me when you tell them." He smiles as Hotch walks up. "Hey, Hotch, Cory and I are together now."

"I know, Morgan told me. Don't let it affect your work or I will get in trouble with Strauss. Now guys head into the conference room in about 5 minutes. JJ says this case is very important." He walks away to talk to JJ while I make me and Spencer some coffee. As we all sit in the conference room Morgan asks inappropriate questions that make Spencer uncomfortable. Emily asks how Spencer kisses and wonders if I'll sleep with Spencer. Hotch gets uncomfortable and clears his throat, "Guys we need to focus on this case. Three women have been kidnapped and the police have no leads and no bodies have come up."

As I looked through the file, my heart raced as each of these girls looked similar to me. Similar hair, similar clothing choices, and even body type. Spencer saw the worry on my face and rested his hand on mine rubbing it. Emily making a soft 'aww' noise as we get ready to leave. I set my go bag on the desk and make sure I have everything. Spencer walks up to me and hugs me from behind, "It'll be okay. We'll find those girls. Don't worry." He kissed my cheek as he walked to his desk as drank his coffee, then we all piled into the cars. Luggage piled up into both vehicles.

As we settled into the big black SUVs the FBI provided. I stared into space and couldn't stop thinking, Those girls look like me, even similar body type. Why would someone target those women? What do they have in common? I then stared at the file and twirled my hair trying to figure out how they know each other. I texted Garcia, 'Hey, find out if any of these girls had similar routes, work experiences, or shopping centers in the past 6 months.' She texted back, 'I'll get it to you and the team in less than Derek's relationship status changes, sweet cheeks,' her texts always make me laugh even when I'm stressed and overthinking. I look at Hotch, "Hey Hotch, Garcia is checking any similarities to these women's schedules. Malls, hair salons, she'll find them." Hotch nodded as he continued to focus on the road.

Spencer sat beside me reading his book with his hand on my thigh comforting me. The entire ride was quiet until Hotch called the other car and spoke to all of the team, "Reid, Jameson, you guys check out the latest victim's apartment, Morgan you and Rossi talk to the victim's family find out what you can. JJ, Prentiss, and I will head over to the police station and see what they know. We need to find these women in the next 24 hours..."

I looked at Hotch with worry, "What happens in 24 hours?" Spencer then looked at me with despair.

Spencer says softly, "We'll have our missing girls.....but not in the way you'd think." Everyone stayed silent as I looked back at the file fighting back tears. Tears are not welcome in this line of work. So I toughed it up and read the files again, looking through the crime scene photos to see if I can find any other evidence. Spencer was sleeping with his head against the window and War and Peace in his lap, opened to page 129.