Y/N has always known Emily, growing up together and bonding over shared trauma. Even going as far as going undercover for Interpol. After the 9 grueling years, she had given up on love, it would always lead to heartbreak even if it's a good guy. Tha...
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"But broken parts are just another part of who we are"
"Pretty boy has she told you anything?" Spencer sighed at Derek's question, shaking his head softly. "I don't want to pressure her, but why would you stay with someone for 9 years, especially if you didn't morally agree with them"
"You won't know her reasoning until she explains it. Spence, it's hard trying to find love, especially when you're young. You take it wherever you can get it, and there is such a stigma around women being single from their families." Blake intervened.
The pair of agents shocked at their coworker's words, "Now, I've never met her, what's she like?" Spencer gave Blake a small smile, before thinking about Y/N, "She's perfect, she's so kind, she wants to make sure everyone else feels loved. She also beats me at poker" He described, letting out a soft laugh as he remembered one of the times that she came over.
Y/N chuckled as she laid down her hand "Sorry, but Aces over Kings" Spencer looked at her in awe, "You drew 3 cards to a full house? How?" She gave him a soft smile "I never reveal my secrets" she laughed softly as Spencer started to look through the cards, muttering under his breath "I never lose"
Spencer smiled softly as the memory played over and over again. That was up until his phone rang, he looked down at the caller ID, Emily. "Em, what's wrong?" Emily sighed "Has Y/N told you anything about him yet? She promised she would within a week" Spencer bit his lip as he heard her words, "No, I don't want to pressure her. Why?" "Spence I'll give you one hint but don't bring it up until she does. Boston." With that she ended the call, leaving Spencer's mind wandering around all of the cases they had worked in Boston.
The most prominent one being George Foyet, but he's dead. Why would Prentiss even hint at Boston unless it had something to do with Doyle. "Why the hell would she get involved with someone like Doyle" he murmured under his breath, catching Derek's attention at the name. "Ian Doyle? He's dead though" Spencer nodded softly "Remember she said no one could pin anything on him, that doesn't give us anything until she opens up about what he's capable of."
He couldn't risk what happened with Emily to happen with Y/N as well. He wished he could be in DC to make sure she was safe, but right now the team needed him.
Spencer sighed softly as he arrived at his hotel room for the night, all he wanted was for the case to be over. To be home in DC, be there for Y/N if she was scared or anxious. His phone began to ring softly, the all too familiar tone.
He didn't even bother to check the caller ID as he answered the call, "Spence, are you home? I need to talk with someone, I'm scared." The familiar voice filling his ears, breaking him.
"Hey, it's okay I'm not there. Talk to me, what's wrong, why are you, scared love?" He was cursing himself for being away on a case. "It's just, my apartment there's so many horrible memories here. Everything I look at or touch I just have been getting flashbacks, and I'm terrified that he's gonna come back. I don't want to stay in my apartment, but if I leave, I could run into him on the street" Her voice was shaky as she rambled off her feelings.
"Love, it's gonna be alright, I promise you. He can't hurt you anymore. If you want you can go to my apartment, love. Get away from the bad memories." His voice was soft and caring, not wanting to provoke any further memories.
The line was silent for a couple of seconds before he heard "Yes please" her voice had evened out, as she spoke. Spencer smiled softly "Now, how can I calm your nerves?" she let out a soft laugh, "Talk about anything please, just get my mind off of it" the line going silent until he heard a door shut.
"The praying mantis can kill and eat a multitude of creatures but the most interesting fact is that oftentimes the female mantis engages in sexual cannibalism, meaning she'll bite off the head of her mate once copulation is complete, sometimes even during intercourse, actually."
She laughed softly at his ramblings "Spence, what the fuck" He let out a soft laugh "You said anything" He smiled softly as he continued to ramble off random facts.
