The Secrets We Keep [Spencer Reid x Reader 18+] || ✔️

A Drive

Your head was spinning. You felt like you were going to vomit. If they weren't after money, then they were after Spencer. But why?

"Y/N? You should see this." Luke called, concern lacing his words.

You walked over to the safe where Spencer keeps his bureau issued gun. You'd never been in it. But it was unlocked, and Luke was currently searching it. You knelt down beside him, peering inside it.

"There's nothing in it. Spencer took his gun out before he threw me in the fucking closet." You felt frustrated but you still listened.

Luke smiled, moving to pull off a piece of steel from the back of the safe. Your eyes widened at what was back there. Diamonds, Emeralds, Sapphires you name it. Jewelry you'd never seen before lining the cushions on the back. Watches worth more than your entire life stashed away.

"What the fuck?" Was all you could say. You were speechless. You didn't even know any of this existed.

"You're telling me you didn't know this existed?" Luke sounded shook. But the truth was, you didn't. You thought it was just where he stored his gun – and yours when you stayed there after work. But apparently, he's been holding out on you.

"Luke, I had no idea. Emeralds? Fucking Sapphires? That shits expensive." You both just stared at each other on awe. How could he afford this? Like sure you all got paid very well, but it takes serious savings to buy any of these.

Before you got a word in, your phone rang, Garcia's name appearing on the screen.

"Hey PG." You deadpanned.

"Digging through Spencer's life is creepy and I don't like it. Spencer is too private for me to do this. But I digress, because I have too. Spencer was holding secrets we didn't know." She blubbered in typical Garcia fashion.

"Secrets?" You asked.

"Like offshore accounts secrets. Like with millions in it." You furrowed your brows. Millions? Offshore accounts? What the fuck is happening. If you thought you were going to vomit, you were about to have a fucking aneurism.

"Y/N, you need to sit. You don't look so good." Luke forced you to sit on the bed. Fingerprints have been collected so it was fine to compromise his bed. You sat, breathing deep to try to not pass out.

"Keep going Garcia." You pushed. You thought you knew everything there was to know about Spencer, but clearly you were wrong. And you were furious. Like cartoon steam coming out of your ears, angry. Why would Spencer keep secrets like that? Did he not trust you?

"It seems he hasn't touched it in a while. Like nothings been taken out or put in since January and it's November. So that says a lot." Garcia continued.

"We need to figure out why he has an offshore account. What type of dark shit is he involved in?" Luke said before hanging up the phone on Garcia. He sat next to you, sighing. It was clear he was trying to wrap his head around the information, just as you were.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he watched you run your hands over the silk. You swallowed hard, trying to stifle the tears that threatened to fall. Yet, the tears won, slipping down your cheeks.

You turned to face him, shaking your head as words failed you. His eyes grew wide as your tears hit the bed. He enveloped you in a hug, holding you to him and letting you sob into his chest. Your body wracked with sobs, the events from the past two days crashing around you. Spencer was gone and you were alone. And now, you were finding out all these secrets he was hiding. It was maddening. And it was almost too much to handle.

You pulled back from Luke, wiping your face and taking a deep breath. You had your moment, but it was time to get your fucking shit together and get Spencer home. At the end of the day, you loved Spencer. It didn't matter what he was doing, he did not deserve what was possibly happening to him.

"We have to get back to the BAU and talk about what we found. And let's not bring up my mental breakdown." You let out a small laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

"My lips are sealed." He made the motion of 'zipping his lips' and threw away the key. "You have to get some clothes because you're going to have to stay at the BAU until we know it's safe." He muttered.

You nodded moving to your, now, shared closet and gathered a few outfits. You walked to Spencer's side of the closet, collecting a few of his shirts. They smelt like him, which almost caused the tears to return. But this time, you swallowed it.

You threw them in your purse and met Luke at the front door. You looked to where the keys were and noticed the Audi key was still hanging.

"Can I meet you at headquarters? I need to clear my head." You asked.

"Only if we can track you." He muttered.

"I wont even leave the car." You promise. Luke agreed, informing Emily and PG about your plans. You grabbed the key off of the hook and bolted to the car. You slid in the front seat and started the Audi, the engine roaring to life and igniting the fire in your soul.

You threw it in reverse, quickly getting out of the spot and heading for the highway. You sped up as you drove, the rush allowing you to feel for even a moment. You put on your playlist, loudly singing and not caring about anyone watching you.

You shifted as you got on the highway, the roar rattling your insides. A drive always made you feel better. But before you could even come close to gluing your wound, your phone rang. It was a number you didn't recognize, but answered.

"This is SSA Y/N Y/L/N" You said calmly.

"Fluff! Fluff!"

Your blood ran cold as you swerved in and out of cars, rushing to get to the BAU. The voice on the other end of the phone sending chills throughout your body. He was frantic, kind of the way Emily did when she got the information about the pictures.

"Spencer. Baby, it's okay. It's going to be okay. We're coming for you hunny. I promise" 

With that the line went dead and you prayed it was the only thing that was dead.