Criminal Minds One Shots

SpencerxReader SPN Crossover Pt. 2

A/N: OKAY I KNOW NO ONE PROBABLY CARES BUT I'M SO HAPPY I MANAGED TO GET OVER 1K VIEWS ON THIS LIKE THAT BLOWS MY MIND THANK YOU ALL SOOOOO MUCH!

An hour and a half later, y/n was standing in front of the police station, still stuck in considering her options about how she wanted to work this case with her team and with her two brothers around.

She was thrown out of her mind when she felt someone wrap an arm around her waist; she nearly elbowed the person in the face before realizing it was only her boyfriend Spencer. "Feeling kinda tense there?" He joked, noticing her jumpiness and wondering what could have her on the edge like this. He knew that the case was weird, but y/n was normally really good at not letting cases get to her.

"Just a little bit," she gave him a soft smile before seeing the Impala roll up into the parking lot of the station. A large sigh left her lips as her smile faded and the tension returned to her body. "Can you give me a minute baby? Those are some friends of mine," y/n managed, giving her boyfriend a quick peck on the lips before walking over to the Impala with doubt swirling around in her thoughts. She knew that this wouldn't be easy, but she wanted to prep her brothers before hand.

Dean gave y/n a small nod, not saying much and keeping his bitch face on as always. Sam smiled and gave her a little wave as she walked up to them. "You got a boyfriend now?" Dean commented, glancing over at Spencer with a harsh protective look in his eyes.

Y/n sighed, wondering how to tell both of her brothers that she wasn't who she used to be when she left them and that she knew her life had taken an unexpected turn. "Yeah," She began to reply. "That's Spencer Reid. Anyways, we need to talk before you walk into that station. First things first: not a single person on my team knows about the problems we used to deal with and I'd like to keep it that way. We don't need even more complication than we already have. Okay?" Sam and Dean both nodded, quick to agree to her first condition. "Second thing: you are about to enter a room with some of the smartest FBI agents in the country. They can detect a lie with no problem and if they think something is even slightly off, they will not hesitate to start investigating both of you to make sure they find the truth. If they realize you're not real FBI agents, we're all fucked. And I'd prefer to not be put on the most wanted list because I'm covering for both of your asses. So, in other words, be smart about this and don't get caught. Got it?" She finished her speech with determination and a slight amount of sass, knowing she had never said such a thing to either of her older brothers because she was the baby of the family.

Dean cleared his throat as Sam pursed his lips. "We got it y/n," Dean nearly barked. Upon seeing the frustration and hurt on y/n's face, his eyes softened without him even realizing it. "And... It's good to see you again... I'm uh... I'm glad you're happy," He managed, scratching the back of his neck and looking down at the groundawkwardly.

Y/n smiled a little, her eyes alight with happiness that the three of them had managed to reconcile even after she left. "We don't live in a soap opera, remember?" she spoke with a slight smirk on her face, trying not to make things more awkward for her brother.

Dean grinned at her, a low chuckle escaping from between his lips. "Bitch," He responded quickly.

"Jerk." Y/m smiled and gave both of her brothers a quick hug before motioning them to follow her inside, a small amount of weight lifted off of her heart. "Seriously though, you two have to be careful here, the last thing we need right now is to get caught."

"We got it," Sam said quickly, giving another nod as y/n opened up the door.

She was stopped by Hotch standing in front of her, frowning down at her with disapproval on his face. Y/n wasn't too worried though, she knew that Hotch saw her as more like a daughter than an employee. "You didn't tell me you had people coming to help on this case y/n; you know better."