"W-Where am I?" Your eyes slowley opened to revel bright lights, along with many doctors surrounding your on every side of your body.
"Mam, your going to be just fine." A doctor from your upper right stated as she, along with many others, seemed to be running.
Why would they be running?
You were in the hospital, werent you.
To be honest, you hated hospitals. Just the overall idea that so many people would die there, whether that be in surgery or not, they could die alone.
It was just the idea. You didnt want to be one of those people. That died alone. It scared you, especially because of the fact that death freaked you out.
You never really had an exact ideology about where you go when you die, just because your a scientific person. There is not a scientific fact of where you go once you die and quite frankly, that was really scary.
While all these ideas flooded your mind, you could hear a mans voice yelling not far from you.
"Just let me see her, please! Is she ok?!" The man yelled, loud footsteps aproaching, becoming closer to where you were.
"Y/N, its going to be ok. Ill be here when your out ok?"
It was Spencer. Still having blood all over him, he remained on your upper left side, nurses allowing him to keep up.
"Spencer..." You tried to speak, Spencer gripping your left hand tightly.
"Shh, dont speak, you dont want to waste your enegry." He sniffled, lightly kissing you on the forehead right before two large doors slammed open.
You were going into emergency surgury.
"Ill be here, ok. I know your strong Y/N!!" He yelled, one of the nurses staying back to keep him from going any furture
Surgery.
You hadent had surgery in quite a while.
Gripping the sheet from underneath you, you tried to think happy thoughs as your eyes fluttered closed once again.
All you could see was darkness.
That is until your sudely woke up.
Not in real life, but what looked like a dream of some sort.
It just felt so.. real.
You remained standing in front of an old coffee shop that used to remain in front of your childhood apartment in New York City.
There seemed to be nobody on the sidewalk, along with no cars or cabs on the road. The city was empty.
Not knowing what to do, you slowely walked inside the coffee shop, nobody being inside exept-
"Grandma?" You said out loud, for your grandmother was the only person inside, her being seated at a small round table.
"Oh dear! I didnt expect to be seeing you so soon! Come come, sit!" She said with exitment, pointing to a seat across from her.
The only thing that didnt make sense was your grandmother had died of cancer 6 years ago. She died. Why were you seeing her now?
"W-What, h-how..." You let out, looking at her with no words.
"Just, sit down dear. We should catch up!" She exclaimed, waiting for you to take a seat once again.
Finally, after looking at her for a bit longer, you sat down in a wooden chair across from her.
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Pleasures a Crime Worth Committing
FanfictionYour first year at the BAU has been everything you expected, it was something you enjoyed and were passionate about. Everything in your life remains normal. You have a stable apartment and you friendship with your coworkers is strong. That is until...
