Do You Believe in Soulmates? Part 4
Summary: Reid comes into terms with his feelings for you and you start to avoid him. Morgan figures out about the genius’s feelings for you and tells him to gets a move on before someone else catches you. However, all feelings have to be put on hold as a case comes through that is nothing like any cases the BAU team has ever seen.
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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader
Fandom: Criminal Minds, Supernatural Crossover
Warnings: Angst, some talk about the case, a bit of gory details.
Word count: 2,608 a bit longer than most of the other parts. Sorry not sorry :)
“Spence slow down, what did you say?” JJ asks, trying to listen to her friend over the music of the bar. “Hold on I’m gonna head outside.” She excuses herself and goes outside, the cold air hit her face like a ton of bricks but being filled with the warmth that the beer she drank earlier JJ was not bothered. “Now tell me that again.”
Reid took a shaky breath and paused for a couple of seconds. “I’m in love with (Y/N), and I’m terrified.”
JJ immediately felt a wave of contradicting emotions go through her, she was at first jumping for joy that her friend finally came to terms with his feelings, but then she was also scared of why it was making him terrified. She was also kind of disappointed because you had left earlier with a handsome man that seemed to be in love with you, was Reid too late? Will his heart be broken again? Will he just deny his feelings for you later saying that you were just his best friend, leading you to have your heart broken?
“JJ, you still there?” Reid whispers, she could tell that he was crying at this point.
Her heart broke for him, she quickly replies, “Yeah Spence I’m here. Why are you terrified?”
“JJ, she’s my best friend and I’m in love with her. After I left the bar I followed her and the guy, they seem so happy together Jayge. I want her to be happy, but I also want her to be with me. She has been through so many bad things and still manages to smile. She was there for me through everything, she still comes to my place whenever I call her, whether it’s 2 in the afternoon or 2 at night. She’s been such a good friend to me and now I’ve fallen in love with her,” Reid pours his heart out while tears escape his eyes.
“Reid, I don’t see what’s wrong with the situation,” JJ admits confused at the situation.
“Don’t you understand? JJ come on, you saw how she looked at the guy, and how he looked at her. They’re so in love with each other, he’s in her apartment right now as we speak. They’re probably having sex, and tomorrow she’s going to want to talk to me about it. They’re in love, and just like how I talked to her about Maeve, she’s going to want to share his feelings about him with me. I want to say that I’ll be a good friend and listen to her but I’ll probably distance myself. Then she’s gonna rack her brain over what she did wrong, about why her seemingly best friend will no longer even look at her. She going to be so hurt and knowing her she’ll confront me about it and in the heat of the moment, I’ll confess that I’m in love with her. After that JJ everything will change, she’ll distance herself from me, she won’t look at me and my heart will break into a million pieces. Now, do you understand why I’m terrified?” Reid exclaims letting out his deep fear of losing you to his coworker. “I can’t lose her JJ. What do I do?”
JJ takes a deep breath and says, “Spence, just because they seemed like they were in love doesn’t mean they are. You know that sometimes when two people who are very good friends interact it can come off as being in love. Also, just because they’re in her apartment together doesn’t mean they are sleeping together. Reid, you are worrying yourself over a bunch of assumptions, just wait til tomorrow to find out what actually happened and then you can panic okay?”
“Alright,” Reid agrees.
Needless to say, Reid didn’t get any sleep that night, the thought of you being with another man raided his mind. The thought of someone else caressing your soft skin made him furious. You were his. You belonged to him and he belonged to you.
You had about the same amount of sleep that Reid did. Though your skin wasn’t being caressed by any man and you were furious at everything. Reid was yours. Heaven’s decided that he belongs to you and you belong to him, you have no say. It felt wrong and you wanted nothing to do with it. At the same time, the thought of you being with Reid, the love you have for him finally being reciprocated did make you giddy.
The next morning you entered the bullpen sporting a massive headache and bloodshot eyes more so from all the crying you did last night rather than the alcohol. “Good Morning sweet thang!” Morgan exclaimed as you sat down at your cubicle which was unfortunately right next to his.
Morgan sat at the corner of your desk and slurped his coffee every couple of seconds until you finally broke. “Why are you doing that?” you grunt narrowing your eyes.
“Doin’ what suga’?” he replies innocently smirking that his plan worked.
“Don’t play naive with me Morgan, you think you know something and you clearly want to tell me so spill,” you huff, Morgan chuckles and shakes his head trying to stretch out torturing you as long as he possibly could. However, your eyes immediately jump to Reid walking towards you with two coffees in his hands.
“Here (Y/N) that usual,” Spence says with a sweet smile. Though Reid bought you coffee every morning, today it felt different. Everything about Reid felt different, his smile was brighter, his eyes, though bloodshot like yours, seemed more warm than usual, his hair, if it was even possible, seemed more unruly. Overall, everything that made Reid attractive in your eyes seemed to be amplified. The last time you felt like this was when you first realized that the genius stole your heart for good. It took you a couple of seconds to notice that you hadn’t taken the coffee he had extended to you.
“Oh! Thanks, Spencer!” you take the coffee ignoring the odd look that Reid gave you as you addressed him as Spencer. You never called him by his full first name it was either Spence, Reid, or one of the other nicknames you had for him.
Morgan broke the silence, “you and the mysterious man last night. How was he?” Spencer tried really hard not to pay attention to the conversation but as soon as the mysterious man you left with was mentioned his attention was nowhere but there. The genius tried to pretend not to listen in but Derek noted pretty boy’s sudden change in behavior. “Come on pretty girl. You dragged him out of the bar and was basically shooting love arrows with your eyes at him. Tell me everything.”
You chuckle at your coworker and say, “Derek what Cas and I have is pure platonic love. We haven’t seen each other in months and so I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible.”
Derek looked at you unconvinced, clearly analyzing your behavior for tells that you were lying. Grunting you added, “Derek I slept alone in my bed last night. Anyways, why am I trying to prove myself to you? You can believe it if you want,” and with that, you dove into finishing up paperwork.
Spencer was much happier now that you confessed that nothing was going on between the mystery man and you, and tried his best not to show it in case anyone figured out his feelings for you. However the happiness that shown on his face caught the attention of the team’s handsome hunk, and when the genius got up to refill on coffee Morgan decided to play on his hunch.
“So you gonna tell her?” he asked.
“Tell who what?” Reid replied.
“Are you gonna tell pretty girl over there that you are head over heels in love with her?” Morgan tossed out hoping to get a confirmation, which he got almost immediately as Reid choked on his coffee so badly it was coming out of his nose.
“Did JJ tell you?” Reid managed in between coughs.
“Listen, kid, I may not have an IQ of 187 but I do have eyes, and I like to think I’m a skilled enough profiler to notice your behavior towards her and interpret it,” Morgan reassured Reid that his secret keeper had indeed kept his secret. “When are you gonna make a move?” Morgan questioned. Reid who had recovered from his coughing fit looked at Morgan with wide eyes at the question. Morgan lets out a frustrated sigh and continues, “Reid, you are a provable genius how can you not understand that she is just as much in love with you as you are with her.”
Reid shook his head refusing to believe it, “Morgan I’ve been friends with her for years, I know her well enough to know her type and unfortunately, I am nothing like the men she is into.”
Morgan rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to reveal your long time crush on him but was interrupted by Hotch calling you all to meet up. As they were walking to the conference room Morgan leaned in and whispered to Reid, “Just make a move on her before someone else does. Trust me Reid if you don’t you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.” Reid didn’t have much time to dwell on Morgan’s words because as soon as he entered the conference room Garcia started to explain the case.
“I hope you all had a light breakfast crime fighters because this one made me empty out the contents of my stomach this morning,” she pointed all of your attention to the television which was displaying the happy family pictures of the victims.
“Garcia where are the crime scene photos?” Rossi asked.
“I’m sorry, sir. I had to look at it all of last night and then I got a nightmare because of it, and so I wanted 2 hours of no crime scene photos. I uploaded it all to your tablets and for my tech-allergic oldies I made Anderson print them out,” Garcia explained. You send a sympathetic look towards her, usually, the technical analyst could stomach the gory photos we had to look through but if the case had shaken her up this badly then it must be our goriest one yet.
“This is Sharon Kerrigan,16, only daughter of Andrew Kerrigan, she was found three nights ago 100 miles from her home in, cue the twilight zone music, Danvers, Massachusetts,” Garica paused and looked around for everyone to make the connection.
After two seconds, everyone naturally turned to Reid to tell them the significance of Danvers, Massachusetts but when he kept starting at the file before him you decided to speak up, “Danvers, Massachusetts, formerly known as Salem village, Massachusetts. The home of the Salem witch trials.” That was your first red flag on the case.
“Right you are my kitten,“ Garcia smiles at you and continues on, “two nights ago, Marissa Lebowski, also 16 was found 30 miles from her home in Danvers, Massachusetts. And yesterday night guards at a local bar in Salem found Alyssa Jethro dead, she was also 16 years old. I’m still waiting on the M.E.’s reports but from the crime scene photos I can tell you that their eyes were burned out.”
“Burned out?” you asked.
“Yeah seemingly liquefied,” Garcia nods. That was your second red flag, one more and you’d have to call in re-enforcements.
“Three girls in three nights, that’s a spree,” Morgan commented.
“Which is why we are leaving for Danvers immediately. The town is still trying to recover from the action of people who lived 300 years ago, and this unsub is not making it easier. Wheels up in 15,” Hotch said as he got up.
Gathering your thing, you hoped to God that the red flags you had raised would just be a coincidence. Your brothers had warned you that if you did cross a case that was more of their league than the BAU’s to give them a ring and they’d take care of it, but you never really worked out the kinks in that plan. And now you were sitting with a potential demon case, with no idea what to do. Worrying about demons and all other things supernatural you didn’t notice where you were going and bumped into Reid, who had turned around to see why you were so quiet.
“Sorry Spencer,” you apologize and practically run out of the room which was now completely empty, not wanting to deal with your emotions until after there was some clarification on what this case was and who you were dealing with. You tried your best not to look back at Reid, you knew that your odd behavior towards him must have started to hurt the genius by now. He may even be questioning whether you were telling the truth about Cas, but for now, you couldn’t be bothered. Your hunter instincts were taking over and if there is one thing being a hunter for almost all your life taught you, it’s that you can’t let emotions cloud your mind at any point of the case.
20 minutes later you were all up in the air heading to Massachusetts and once Garcia patched through you started to review the case. On the jet rides, you always sat next to Reid, always. So when you decided to sit next to JJ instead of him the entire team knew something was going on with you. However, since they had a case at hand everyone decided to go on as if they hadn’t noticed.
“Other than being 16 years old, there is nothing that seems to connect these girls. I mean Sharon was a blonde, who playing on her school field hockey team while Marissa was a brunette who was shy and volunteered at her church most of the time,” Morgan observed from the case files.
JJ was the next to throw her thought out into the open, “Yeah, and Alyssa was more into the gothic lifestyle. Black hair and dark makeup, listened to emo metal, intimidated half the school. I mean how is the unsub even getting to these girls?’
“There is one other thing that connects them, all of the victim’s mother’s died violently at the age of 10,” Reid added noticing the pattern. 10 years, the same amount of time for a demon deal to expire, you silently noted.
“Oh yeah, forgot to mention that. All the mothers of the victims before dying went crazy,” Garcia stated.
“Unfortunately in our line of work crazy is a common term could you be more specific Garcia?” Rossi who took the seat next to Reid asked.
“I mean crazy as in these women might have suffered a psychotic break. A week before their violent deaths, they all started freaking out saying things like their loved ones looked like monsters and being terrified to be around anyone. Every one of them also reported multiple times about being chased by a big black dog,” Garcia explained. As she finished her explanation you tried your best not to fall out of your chair, excusing yourself abruptly you got up and went to the back of the plane ignoring the worried looks of your coworkers. Once you made sure no one was looking over at you, you pulled out the phone you always had hidden you your coat pocket and dialed the first number on your contact list.
“Hey, it’s me. How fast can you get to Danvers, Massachusetts?”
Part 5 Coming up in two days!!
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