LETHAL ( Spencer reid x Reader)

Chapter Two: Playing a part

" What was that for?" I said visibly, angry that he dropped my bag on me and didn't give e me an explanation. Why

" Oh, I'm sorry. Did I hurt your lap, princess?" He says in a demeaning manner.

" Watch it, Spencer I'll have you know that I will not tolerate your manner towards me and If you have a problem with me from years ago with your eiodetic memory take it up with me now so we can start our jobs" I say as I hold him up against the truck

He looks at me with hatred in his eyes. I couldn't take it anymore. If he had so much as breathed the wrong way around me, I'd kill him myself.

" You say you're a genius, but you're as silent as a sleeping baby talk," I commanded

He was still silent, but he was now smirking like he always did.

" Fine, you wanna act all tough," I say, getting my handcuffs out, putting them on him, and handcuffing him to the car door on the outside

"Hey, come on, I know you're crazy but you're not that crazy," he says, mocking me.

" Well, if you are such a self-centered genius, figure out how to get out. Then, in the meantime, tell me what I did wrong, but do not bring up the incident at college, " I say, taking his bag and utility belt off of him.

" y/n you can't be serious right now we need to go Derek are you going to let her do this?"

" Sorry, pretty boy, I would help you, but you seemed tied up by poker face right now," Derek jokes.

" Now talk reid," I say, grabbing his jaw.

" Fine, fine, I'm sorry it won't happen again. I'm sorry, I was being a jerk," Spencer says as I grab his jaw.

I get closer to his face inches away.

" If you be a jerk one more time, I will not hesitate to turn you into a human pretzel." Y/n says, letting him go walking away,

Spencer was still handcuffed to the car door, looking at hotch and Giddeon for help they both laughed and continued to go inside the car.

Elle finally took pity and let him free.

The car ride was silent once more were now in Las Vegas, Nevada, and looking for the Hotel Demarco where our victim was murdered.

The hotel was all glitz and glimmer it had waterfalls every corner and wealthy men and women as their guests.

The hotel had a Spanish and Las Vegas aesthetic to it, which I liked too badly. I am banned from gambling.

We all walked inside the hotel as we were greeted by the police force of Nevada, which Giddeon and Hotch attended to.

" Alright, I'll get our rooms then," Elle says, going to the front desk.

I was now looking at the lavish decorations around the hotel. All the glitz and glimmer made me feel out of place.

I then saw a man about in his late 20s he wore a black and white suit, and with stubble on his face, he looked to be hispanic he was with a young woman blonde Caucasian around her early 20s.

They seemed to he having an argument, and the girl was pulled away by another man who seemed like her friend.

I then was interrupted by Derek Morgan, giving me my room key.

" Here you go, poker face," he says happily as I was analyzing the hotel.

" Thanks, Derek. I appreciate it. When will we meet the co owner of the hotel?" I ask him.