Prompt: Spencer and yourself have never gotten along, one day after the BAU is threatened, you are all sent to live in safe houses until the case can be solved. Can this time spent with Spencer change your outlook on each other?
Walking into the bullpen you feel the intense stare of Spencer Reid, you say good morning to everyone and head to your desk.
"y/n, did you have fun last night?" Derek comes up behind you laughing, he knew that you did not go out very much and enjoyed staying home, regularly he would joke you about your social life, or lack there of.
"Funny, yeah i did, thanks for asking" you state sarcastically as you smile and playfully roll your eyes.
"Stuck at home again? Do you not have any friends" Spencer says sitting at his desk not far from yours
"You're one to talk Reid" you state back annoyed at his response and butting into the conversation
"People want to be around me, they tolerate you" he says thinking he was being sly a smirk forms across his face as he returns to look at a book
"That's okay genius, you just keep telling yourself that. Whatever makes you sleep better at night" You say in a voice that mocks him
"Hey, you two, we just got here, save the love for after work" Derek jokes as he walks to his desk.
Rolling your eyes you flip through some cold cases deciding which one to work on first. Spencer was not a terrible person, and he was good... well, okay at his job, but you couldn't stand to be around him for any long period of time. It's true he was smart, and you didn't doubt that but what bothered you most about Spencer is the way he spoke down to everyone, especially you. As if he believed that he was better and more important than everyone else. While he was an asset to the team, everyone played a valuable part but Spencer refused to recognize anyone else. After a while everything he did began to bother you, interrupting conversations, stating random unnecessary facts, and talking over people. He couldn't do this job without you... without the rest of the team.
"Everyone to the conference room, now" Hotch says sternly from upstairs.
You furrow your brows and think what could be the issue, Hotch seemed upset
Everyone enters the room and takes a seat, you sit as far away from Spencer as possible.
"Guys, we just got a letter delivered, when Hotch opened it..." Garcia stopped to take a breath as if she was going to cry "inside there were stacks of pictures, of everyone in the office, just living their lives, pictures of you all going into and leaving your homes, at the local coffee shops, grocery shopping. Everything. This unsub has been watching us for a while"
"Inside was a letter, Check, that's all it said" Hotch spoke as Garcia put a picture of the note up on the screen
"Check? Could this be in reference to-" you begin
"Chess" Spencer cuts you off
"Here we go again" you mumble to yourself
"Sorry what was that?" Spencer quickly turns his head to look at you
"Nothing, focus on the case. In a game of chess, check represents the king being under threat, but there is still a possibility for further moves. This may mean the unsub is-" You try to explain your understanding of the case when Spencer again cuts you off
"Not at his endgame yet, if that the unsub was there the note would say checkmate, but check represents that the unsub still has more fight left in them, and this is not over"
You can feel your blood boiling, you begin to shift uncomfortably in your chair
"Shit, Spencer let someone finish a damn sentence for once" you say annoyed massaging your temples
"Get to your point faster" he mocks
"Says the guy who can't stop talking" At this point you're simply annoyed being around him, it is exhausting, you love your job, but Spencer took a toll on you. Maybe that is why you enjoyed being alone so much, you could spend time in thought without the interruption from someone else.
"You both can save this for later, but for right now this situation right here is unsafe, we all cannot be in a room together. It is also not safe at this time to go home alone. We have arranged safe houses, everyone in the team will be paired up to go to these houses. From here we will work on the case together, but remotely, there is food, beds and basic necessities there. Hopefully this will not be too long and we can catch this unsub" Hotch explained
"Derek and Penelope, Rossi and I, Emily and JJ, finally Spencer and y/n" Hotch makes the pairs and gives you each files with all the information pertaining to the case
"Agent Hotchner, I respect your decision, but is it possible to get paired with someone else?" You ask reluctantly. Spencer looks at Hotch, although he doesn't speak, his face is conveying the same message
"You two are agents first, if you cannot work on this case together, you should reevaluate your positions here at the BAU. You will be working in pairs, the decision has been made. Please head to your safehouses" Hotch stands up and leaves the room with Rossi.
You sit at the desk, slightly in shock at Hotch's response, he was right, the dislike between you and Spencer cannot come in the way of the investigation.
"Are we going, or have you reevaluated your position here and decided to leave?" Spencer says standing up and collecting his items
"Never, only in your dreams"
"Yes exactly, dreams are where perfect sinceros come true, and in mine you leave the BAU"
"Aww Spencer, you dream about me?" You roll your eyes and quickly walk past him over to your desk to gather your belongings. Walking over to the elevator you step inside, just as Spencers bag jams the door
"You could have waited" he says stepping inside
"Sorry, didn't see you" you speak in a monotone voice starting straight ahead
You get in the driver's seat of the black van and drive to the safe house destination.
Upon arrival you examine the situation, it was a basic looking house with neighbours a few lots over, nothing out of the ordinary, it blended into its surrounding very well.
Spencer and you both retrieve your gun from its holster as you scan the area, unlocking the door you step inside and survey each room
"Clear" you call out
"Clear" Spencer shouts back
"We should look over the case" you say pulling out the file
"Do you remember these moments, can you think of anyone that seemed suspicious?" Spencer asks
"No, which is so strange, as an agent I am always aware of my surroundings. Why can't I remember seeing anyone" You rub your forehead in deep thought
You spend the rest of the evening trying to rack your brain for anything that may benefit from the case.
"I'm exhausted, I can't think anymore" you yawn
"That's not too different than your normal day" Spencer says standing up to grab a glass of water
"Honestly? Just stop, you're exhausting" you shake you head
Your phone rings its Penelope
"Hey darling, I hope you're doing okay, come up with anything?" She asks
"Not really, maybe check into who delivered the package? Speak to them and see if they remember anything. Also possibly check for people who are working at Quantico that may have some type of anger towards our team" you state into the phone, keeping it up to your ear as Spencer looks over at your from the kitchen, you avoid his eye contact
"Will do, don't kill each other okay, we see enough of that stuff already" She laughs hanging up the phone
"Has she found anything yet?" Spencer asks
"No" you state quickly standing up and going to examine which room you want to sleep in
"That's my room" Spencer calls out as you enter one of the bedrooms
"Why?" you say with a confused face
"Well the air conditioner is here in the living room, based on the way the draft flows, it will go into this bedroom, and i don't want to sleep in the drafty room"
"Oh my gosh, fine, I genuinely don't care" you state walking into the other room and shutting the door behind you
A few minutes later a knock comes on your door
"Mmm" you mumble
"y/n do you need the bathroom, i am going to shower"
"No" you reply back, you can hear Spencer's footsteps head to the bathroom and close the door. A few minutes later the water turns on.
You decide to grab a book and sit on the couch in the living room.
Hearing the water go off the door opens and Spencer walks out wrapped in a towel, hair dripping wet. You catch your breath for a moment
Ahh no, y/n, do not think like that, you thought he was attractive one time, a long time ago, now he just embodies everything you cannot stand. You mumble to yourself in your head
"Didn't know you were out here" Spencer says as he spots you sitting on the couch
You raise your eyebrows and shrug your shoulders with a tight lipped smile.
A few minutes later Spencer steps out of his bedroom and sits in the chair across from the couch
"What are you reading y/n" He questions
"Solaris, by Stainislaw Lem" you smile showing him the book cover
"Ahh, good book, it has been a while since i've read it" he laughs
"A while? To Spencer Reid that's like half a year" you smile looking back down at your book
"Actually more like five years six months"
"It's odd, being here with you, it feels like a dream, more like a nightmare. As if we are in another world" He looks around the room as he speaks
"We don't need other worlds, we need mirrors" you quote to him from your book, too tired to argue with him.
"I guess, there is bigger things going on than how unhappy i am to be here with you" he sounds annoyed
"I'm going to bed... night" you stand up and walk towards your room
"Yup, night" he says coldly
Laying in your bed, you wish Spencer and yourself could get along, it would be far better for your mental health and the working relationship with the team. You have tried to work with Spencer and get to know him, but he pushes you away. Somewhere along the line you simply stopped trying to mediate the situation with him.