Unsub (Spencer ReidxReader)

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"All you need to remember is that this man is fueled by jealousy. He sees a man hitting on a girl with complete confidence and he's jealous, so he plays hero and promises the girl that he will treat her better. Understand?" JJ informed you through your hidden earpiece as you stood outside of a bar.

"Crystal clear." You answered, though you weren't feeling quite so confident. "Go get em." She ordered. "And remember, once he trusts you, he will tell you everything."

This was it. Your chance to finally prove yourself. The chance to show your team that although you haven't been here as long, you were just as qualified as they were.

"This is it." You repeated silently before primping your hair and waltzing into the bar; confidence is key.

The dim lighting of the bar carded a shadow on every person, but, scanning the room you immediately noticed Spencer sitting in the lowly lot corner (he acted as a plan B in case things went wrong). The doctor gave you a reassuring wink but he couldn't bring himself to smile.

Holding your head high, you walked to the seats by the bar, the place where the unsub most likely sat. Taking your time to observe each body seated at the counter, you finally reached the one;

A man in about his 30's. A bit of stubble, neatly combed brown hair, and overall a nicely dressed man. He fit the description perfectly. "Y/N, do you see him?" JJ asked cautiously.
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"I think so." You replied, then added a "Yes." As if to assure that she wouldn't doubt you. Making your way over, your heels clacking all the way, you hesitantly approaches the man. "Excuse me?" You asked, voice sweet. The man didn't respond, but simply looked up at you with his light green eyes. "Is this seat taken?" You questioned, patting the open stool.

"It's all yours." The man responded, his voice matching your soft tone. You carefully slid onto the seat, feeling his eyes on you all the way. With an unnecessary toss of your hair, you turned to the unsub, extending a hand. "Thanks. I'm Y/N."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." The criminal coed. Forcing a blush to your cheeks took some effort as you smiled seductively up at him. "I'm Willam." The unsub informed, taking your hand in his, he planted a light kiss to your knuckles. I know exactly who and what you are. You felt like saying, yet settled for "It's nice to meet you."

A lot of simple chatting ensued, a long with him ordering you drinks that you hardly touched, the fear of getting drunk keeping you at your best behavior.

You needed to make a move quickly. A confession was the whole point of this, and if you didn't act soon he would probably find another victim.

Taking a deep breath, you risked a question. "So why me?"

Williams smile faded for a split second, a slight look of alarm flashed in his eyes before he regained his composure. "I'm sorry?" He queried innocently as you slid your hand a bit closer to his.

"There are tons of gorgeous women in here looking for a night of fun and yet you are still here talking to me?" You scoffed, looking down and forcing an ashamed look. The sudden pressure on your hand ensured that you had made the right move. "Hey, your better than any woman in here." His charming voice concluded.

Is that what you told all the women you killed?

"How do you know that?" You pestered instead. He gave your hand another squeeze before answering. "You said it yourself.... I'm still here. With you."

Trying to keep the look of disgust off of your face, you leaned towards the unsub. "You tell that to all the women you meet?" You asked. His reply came instantly, his green orbs glittering. "Only the special ones."

"Okay... so how about you? Are you special?" You puzzled, staring up at him with a raised brow. "Oh you have no idea." The unsub claimed, not being able to keep a chuckle from escaping. It was sinister.

"I think I know." You informed before processing what you had said. You mentally cursed yourself. "I mean you give off a dangerous vibe." You explained with a mischievous grin.

"Do you like danger?" It was his turn to quiz you. "I think it's exciting." You answered quickly, leaning so close that you could smell his cologne. For his fancy attire, it smelled cheap.

The unsub turned away from you, staring at the wall in front of him. "I don't think you know what your getting into." He warned. You grabbed his hand again, his eyes briefly locking with yours. "Then tell me."

"I've done things." He said after a long sigh. "Dangerous things?" You guessed, knowing you were getting close. "Do you trust me?" He asked after an unbearably silence. "Can I trust you?" You reversed the question.

"I wouldn't let anything happen to you." William announced and suddenly his grip on your hand seemed a little too tight, his nails digging into your skin.

"Then yes." You assured, urging him to continue. "The things I've done... it's all for a good reason. Men in this world are..." He hesitated. "Terrible?" You suggested. "Terrible yes. They treat women so horribly. So I protect the women." He concluded.

"And how do you do that?" You inquired further. "I put an end to the cause of their suffering." He answered simply. "Is that enough?" You asked. But it's wasn't directed towards the unsub.

"Thats good. Now get out of there, Garcia checked the cameras and he's armed." JJ reasoned strictly through the com.

Brushing a hair out fo your face, you glanced at the nearby clock on the wall. "I admire that." You lied. "Oh god the time. I'm supposed to be meeting my sister. She just flew in." Smoothly, you talked through the lie as you stood up, but his hand on yours kept you in place.

"Where are you going? The fun just started." William affirmed, tightening your grip.

"I've really got to go. I'll be late William." You exhorted, desperately trying to escape his deadlock grip.

"Hey man" a new voice called out. You looked up to where the bartender was walking over to you. "Let her go."

Almost instantly, your hand was released. But only so that William could yell "Don't tell me what to do!" It's was demotic the way he hissed it. Taking your chance, you turned your back to William, before you could start running you collided with a cozy sweater. Spencer.

"Spencer!" You gasped, feeling a million times safer.

"Y/N, who is this!?" The all too familiar voice of the unsub boomed as his hand now wrapped around your wrist, cutting off all blood circulation instantly.

You opened your mouth to answer but Spencer had already begun.

"I'm her boyfriend."

Hey guys, so this turned out a lot longer than I planned so I had to make it two parts. The next part should be expected tomorrow. ♥️♥️