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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"Oh I'm in pieces, it's tearing me up"
"Oh fuck, how long has it been since she went outside?" Emily asked pinching the brim of her nose, "10 maybe 20 minutes, why?" Garcia answered, checking her phone for the time "She probably just went over to Spencer's," JJ reasoned, trying to calm Emily down.
"Did you see someone follow her?" Emily looked around the bar as she queried, Garcia nodded slowly "Em, what's wrong?", Emily groaned and ran her hands down her face, "Call Hotch, I'll call Reid. That dumbass got kidnapped."
"Okay Emily, how do you know? Call Reid to make sure first" JJ tried to calm the agent down, "How much do you want to fucking bet?" She asked as she dialed Spencer's number, putting it on speaker for the girls to hear. "Emily, what do you want?" His voice rang out from the phone, "Is Y/N with you?"
"Uh, no she should be-" Emily cut him off "I FUCKING TOLD YOU JJ SHE WAS KIDNAPPED" Spencer hesitated before continuing "SHE WHAT? So this is what she didn't want me to find out" Emily gasped "See JJ, now spencer knows, you know what he went through with Maeve."
"I'm still confused, how did this happen?" Spencer's question filled the air surrounding them, "Uh long story, there's a shoebox in Y/N's closet, it's filled with letters that reference places he has ties to in the US. Can you grab it before meeting us at the BAU, we'll call the rest of the team?" Emily explained, taking her phone off speaker and wedging the phone between her ear and shoulder.
"Please don't tell me she's with him," Emily sighed at his words, "This is not the time to be jealous," Spencer interjected at her statement "I'm not jealous, I know he wanted to" his words grew quieter before he ended his sentence "he wanted to kill me, didn't he?" Prentiss gathered her things, following the other girls out of the bar "Spencer, don't blame yourself, it was her choice." She insisted, trying to calm the boy genius down. "Fine, uh, I'll be there in 20 minutes." He uttered, his voice monotone as he hung up the phone.
His mind ran rampant as he gathered his things for work. These were the consequences he was trying to avoid, he knew it would happen at some point. That's how love always ends with him, with him hurting and the one he loved dead.
Spencer tried to stay calm, tried to portray the opposite emotions, trying to fight the voices in his head. "Hey," he began as he crouched in front of the 4-year-old. "We have to go, okay?" He faked a smile as he clutched the handle of his satchel.
"Is mommy gonna meet us there?" Even for a genius, that question stumped him, he knew the answer it was just how does he explain that her mother was kidnapped to a 4-year-old. "Mommy went on a little trip" he answered, biting the inside of his cheek at the lie.
He watched the little girl smile, and for the first time, he realized just how much she looked like y/n. There was one thing that separated her from her mother, her eyes were an ombre of grey and green, the one thing that she got from her father. He stood up, reaching his hand out for the young girl, she gripped it softly. A stuffed animal tucked in the crook of her arm. Spencer smiled softly, before leaving his apartment with Bella in tow.
Spencer was the first to arrive at the BAU, he placed the shoebox on his desk. He hated that he would have to pry into her past, to find where she was. It wasn't the first time, and he refused for it to end the same way.
The elevator doors opened, revealing Rossi, Hotch, and Morgan. Derek smiled softly as he saw the little girl sitting at the genius's desk. "Awww, hey Tinkerbell" he smiled, crouching in front of her, watching her giggle at the nickname.
"Who is she?" Rossi asked softly, as he entered the bullpen. Spencer's lips formed an 'o' shape, as he heard the question, forgetting that only a few people on the team knew who the little girl was. "This is Y/N's daughter, Bella" he introduced, his voice was soft, trying to keep his tone steady.
The ladies of the BAU soon arrived. "Reid, did you get the box?" He gave a soft nod, to Emily's question. "Hey, pretty boy are you sure that you can work this case?" Morgan probed, starting to open up the shoebox on Reid's desk.
If Spencer was being honest, he had no idea if he should. He wasn't prepared to lose Y/n, he wasn't thinking clearly. He feared that he would miss something important, he feared that she would die because of him.
"I'm sure, come on we don't know how long we have" He replied, watching Garcia take Bella to her lair, so she wouldn't hear the gruesome details. Emily started to sift through the letters, hospital records, and photographs. "Are we sure, he didn't take her to Boston, that is where they first met." Hotch started, as he looked over the files from Interpol.
"That's the only thing that links them there, it has to be more than that. He also knows that would be too easy for us. No, it has to be somewhere that means more to the both of them. Somewhere that they experienced a loss, or where they gained something." Spencer explained, trying to form a geographical profile.
"New York" Emily started, remembering the brief explanation that she was given of why Y/N hated going there. "Saratoga Springs," she clarified as she pulled a small picture and a hospital record. "Car crash, resulting in a miscarriage, a year before she was pregnant with Bella" she grimaced as she looked over the record.
"We can't be certain he took her there, thats a loss to her, we have to be certain Emily or else we're just wasting time. Hell he could be keeping her here in Virginia" Spencer sighed, rubbing his palm into his eye as he had flashbacks to Emily's abduction with Doyle and Maeve's Abduction.
