Spencer Reid, Mr.Loverman

Supervisory Special Agent

*ring* Ugh who the hell is calling me this early-

"AHHH AUBREY YOU'RE TURNING FUCKING 22 TOMORROW"

"Damn could you quiet the hell down? I'm still hungover from that bachelorette party yesterday."

"Dude- it's 1pm...anyways so i was talking to James earlier about Laney and like isn't it kind of crazy how fast Laney is getting married. Shes a few months younger than me yet i can't even imagine getting married within the next 5 years!"

"Yeaa me neither. No ones worth it our age to be honest."

"yea that's true. sooo umm hey you wanna go shopping later for tomorrow's uh brunch?"

"Logan. I already know about the party. Freddie kind of slipped up last week when talking about gifts hahaha."

"I KNEW he couldn't keep a secret damn. I mean since you know now, let's go dress shopping like cute rompers or something-"

"I'm down. I'll just meet you at the mall in like an hour."

I reluctantly got out of bed and hopped in the shower. Afterward, i turned on the TV to watch the news as i got ready. And there he was, right in the headlines once again, 'Dr.Spencer Reid, supervisory special agent with the behavioral analysis unit of the FBI.' Seems that's his team just caught the guy whose been murdering people up and down the east coast.

"...we thank you all for your cooperation during these times and..."

God he's so smart, and handsome, and- oh my god i need to stop. Hes in the past. he's in the past. he's in the past- So back about two years ago, the BAU came to Maryland on a case. At the time i was just a waiter. SSA Derek Morgan and Dr.Reid came to the restaurant to ask us some questions. And well Spencie and I, well we uh sorta hit it off. I don't know how it happened but it just- did. Soon after the serial killer came back into the restaurant and tried to hold some waiters as well as customers hostage while he frantically tried to figure out what his game plan was. In the midst of that i called the number from the card Spencie gave me and they were able to get there and safely arrest the guy. And that was it. Eventually we kind of just- lost touch, but i've never really lost the attraction I had to him. It doesn't even matter now it was a thing of the past. And i mean my life's different now. I quit the waitress job and I'm currently in school learning to be a profiler myself. And honestly if it wasn't for that night at the restaurant then i wouldn't have chosen profili-
oh fuck it's 2:30pm Logan's gonna kill me.

*at the mall parking garage*

I pull into a parking spot near the elevator so i can hopefully get to Logan before she literally murders me. I realize that the garage is awfully quiet around me to the point where it's almost eerie. I try not to think much of it and i just quickly grab my stuff. Suddenly i hear some door open behind me and before i can turn around i feel someone grab onto me and put something over my mouth. And within seconds, i lose all conscious.