TW: Kidnapping, Murder, yk the regular criminal minds shi aha
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~ "I'm fucked." ~
Spencer came back to work about a week and a half after his and Eden's date. Speaking on the phone with her whenever he could, just hearing her voice kept him grounded. Eden also never pushed him on what was happening with his mom, for which he was grateful.
He did end up telling her, however, that there were issues with her medications and her doctors although not going into detail for privacy. The talks consisted of Eden complaining about Andy, talking about Fairly Odd Parents, and just talking about their days. It was nice. And they both now knew, despite the phone in between them, they fell hard.
Once he returned, they spent most of their time after work at Spencer's, wanting to avoid Andy's proposals for a four-way. Most of their nights consisted of a two-way instead. Nothing changed much at work, continuing to steal glances at one another and every now and then have a mini date in the break room.
"New case!" The cheerful voice of Garcia rung out through the bullpen.
"Finally, I'm tired of paperwork," Morgan rubbed his face with his hands getting up from his desk.
"Yeah, because people getting murdered is better," Eden hummed.
"Oooo, she got ya there," JJ said high-fiving the doctor.
Morgan rolled his eyes and scoffed as the entire team headed to the conference room. Garcia already setting up in front of the screen and Hotch seated by her side looking at photos already, the team sits down. Spencer seats himself by Eden, secretly interlacing their fingers under the table causing a small smile to grow on her face. The smile drops once Penelope presses the remote, showing an elderly couple, a woman in her mid-thirties, a middle-aged man, and another younger man in his mid-twenties all with their throats slit and a carving in Italian on their abdomens.
"Oh god," Emily mutters, her stomach churning at the pictures. Despite the simple M.O., there was quite an amount of blood along with their heads being nearly off their body caused by someone putting their hands in their throats.
"Alexandra Da Costa, Nicholas De Costa, Charlotte Young, Jesse Evans, and Tyler Owens," Garcia starts off by naming off the victims, "Were all murdered in their home by a slit to the throat, obviously."
"What's written on the stomach?" Morgan asks.
"Fallimento," Eden, Rossi, and Emily chimed all in.
"It means failure in Italian," Reid scrunched his brows together.
"Do you think the unsub thinks they're a failure?" JJ chimed in.
