You were seated at your desk. You looked at the empty desk in front of you. Soon enough the BAU was going to replace Spencer. It had been 3 months since you saw Spencer last. The team functioned well without him but it wasn't the same. Hotch kept pushing back the order to find a new member. But the director insisted on moving on. Apparently the new Agent was coming today.
At first you thought that Spencer would walk through the BAU doors at any time. You thought that you actually changed him. But you were a fool.
"Guys we have a case" you looked up at JJ walking towards the conference room
You made your way to the conference room and sat down and watched Hotch walk through the doorway.
"Okay before we get started as you all know the director wanted me to hire a new Agent" he cleared his throat closing the door
"But I convinced him that it wasn't necessary"
"So we are just going to stay like this" you asked resting your hands on the table
"No because someone decided to join us once again" he opened the door behind him
Spencer walked in
"Hey Guys" Spencer walked through the door
"Pretty boy!" Derek got up and ran to Spencer giving him a big hug.
"What's with the hair cut" JJ said walking over to him
"Yea did you join a boyband" Hotch joined the joy
Everyone went to him and embraced him with a hug
You stayed in your seat. Not being able to move. This whole time you thought he was at home getting high and throwing his life away. Maybe even in a ditch
"Okay let's present this case" Garcia said with a big smile
Spencer sat next to you
"Hey" he whispered
You couldn't look at him. You looked down at your hands and started picking at your nails
"You guys are going to New York City"
"Isn't that where you grew up" Rossi spoke towards you
"uh-... yea I did" you cracked a half hearted smile
After Penelope presented the case everyone left the room and it was only you and Spencer. As you were walking away Spencer got a hold of your hand. Making you face him. You flinched at his touch remembering the last time he touched you.
He noticed your body language and let go. His eyes full of guilt.
"I'm sorry" the beautiful brown eyes you fell for were bright and full of light again
"What do you want?" you couldn't help but sound passive aggressive
"I just wanted to apologize for everything" he reached for your hand but you pulled away
Looking down at the floor you said "Yea it's fine"
You turned around and walked to your desk to grab your go-bag
...
You woke up
It felt like your head was spinning and your body felt like it had been hit by a semi.
You began to move but you felt cold metal restraining your wrist
Before you knew it you were in a chair with your hands in cuffs behind you. Your ankles tied to the ends of the chair with rope
"What the hell" you felt something drip on your thigh
Looking down at your light grey pants it was blood. You must have had a cut on you face or head. You groaned in pain slowly lifting you head up. Adjusting your eyes to the light in the middle of the room
"Y/n wake up" you heard a voice call out
Looking in front of you. It was Spencer. He was tied up as well. He had blood on the side of his face
"Spencer?" you were so confused as to how you got here
"Do you remember" he said in a very low tone almost whispering
"No, I only remember Garcia presenting the case and next thing I know I'm here" you looked around and it was just an empty room with no exits expect for one door. There was one window but it was blacked out and there were crates of some sorts in the corner
"We're in New York" he sighed "We found a potential address that could help us find the unsub... he was cutting women's throats and beating them beforehand...Hotch sent both of us here to check it out and as soon as we entered a tall figure tackled you into the wall knocking you out. I took out my gun to shoot but he shot me instead. The force knocked me down since I had the vest. I tried getting up but he hit me over the head with something "
"Great" you sighed
"What a great first case back" he whispered to himself
"What are you going to blame me for this too" you scoffed
"Well I wanted to stay back at the station on my own to keep working on the geographical profile" he rolled his eyes
"Well being alone is what you do best isn't it"
"Don't start"
"Don't start?" you laughed "I thought you were fucking dead or at least shooting up in the middle of a dark alley... I didn't hear from you for months and suddenly you walked through the door trying to act like nothing happened"
"I thought you wanted me to stop"
"And I thought you didn't care what I thought" you tried shaking from the restraints
"As you can clearly see you can't get out" His voice was sarcastic
"Do you have a better plan genius" you started speaking with sass
"I thought you would be happy that I was back" he cleared his throat
"Why would you care? It's not like you yelled at me, called me a whore, said I was nothing, oh and lets not forget the part where you tackled me to the ground by the way it was fun covering up the hand print on my neck, oh and when-" you were cut off
"I came back for you" he yelled out
"What?" you looked up at him
His eyes were full of regret
"After Maeve I felt alone and it felt like nobody else in the world mattered." he held back his tears "And then you came to my house and after that I couldn't stop thinking about what you said so I went to rehab and I started to go to AA meetings until I decided to come back to work"
You had no words
"I'm 3 months clean"
"Spencer I-"
Suddenly the door had slammed open
"Well your both awake... it took you long enough" that voice it sounded so familiar
He walked in front of Spencer. Grabbing the top of Spencer hair and pulling it back so Spencer could face the man. Spencer's eyes were now full of rage. But his face stayed blank and he did not even flinch
"Trying to act tough Agent Reid" again his voice was so familiar
"It's Doctor" Spencer kept his face straight
Suddenly the man punched Spencer in the face. Spencer held his head down. His mop of curls swaying in front of him
"Spence!" you shouted pulling against the restraints
"I'm fine" he groaned looking back up
"What do you want" you shouted at the figure standing in between you and Spencer
He turned around and once you looked up at him you felt your heart drop to your stomach
"Mike?" it felt like the world had collapsed around you
Seeing him again after all the pain he put you through. It had been almost a year since you saw him. All the pain you pushed away and all the feelings you buried deep inside you were back. All the fear he inflicted on you resurfaced. Once again you felt trapped in a bubble of manipulation and violence.
"Hey love" he began to stroke your hair softly
"Don't call me that" you pulled your head back
He began crouching slowly. So he could be at your eye level while you sat in place. You looked straight into his dead beat eyes. A tight lipped smile formed on his face. Beginning to cup your cheek. His eyes quickly dilatated and he wrapped his hand around your neck squeezing it tight
You winced in pain
"After all this time I still can't believe you don't know how to behave" his face grew angry
"Don't touch her" Spencer yelled out
He finally let you go and stood up. You began coughing and gasping for air. Slowly your breathing returned to normal
"Spence I'm fine" you breathed out
Suddenly you felt a sharp sting on your cheek. Then again. And again. He hit you another time. Then with the tips of his fingers he held your chin to look at him. You gasped holding in the pain that was being inflicted upon you
"Did I say you could speak" his eyes were dark
"Who are you?" Spencer spoke
"Well why don't you tell him love" he let go of your face moving to stand behind you
"Screw you"
Suddenly you felt your hair being harshly pulled back. You gasped digging your fingernails into your palms. He made you stare into Spencer's eyes
"I said tell him" his grip on your hair wouldn't loosen
Spencer began to shake in his chair trying to escape the restraints. Growing angrier as Mike kept hurting you more and more
Tears began to sting your eyes
"He's my husband"