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Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend. | Emily Prentiss x GN!reader
Prequel to ‘Welcome Home Kiss’.
Summary; Emily’s past life has finally been revealed and it’s time to get her back. But when they don’t have her anymore Y/N finds it difficult.
Pairing; Emily Prentiss x GN!reader, platonic!BAU team x GN!reader
Warnings; descriptions of blood/gore, heartbreak, mentions of ED, smoking, swearing (so much angst omg)
Words; 2.5k
No one is permitted to steal, copy or reblog my work as their own!!
Gif is not mine, @imagining-in-the-margins. (couldn’t find one from Emily’s funeral)
Between discovering Emily’s past life as Lauren Reynolds and finding the location of the warehouse Ian was now holding Emily, a whirlwind of emotions flowed through Y/N. Sadness, anger, disappointment and most of all worry. They were so scared for their lover; Was she okay? Was she hurt? Was she strong enough to fight back? These were all questions that flowed through their mind as they drove to the warehouse.
After a lot of debating, Y/N had joined Derek alongside SWAT officers on their search of the building. They had already taken care of the guards out the front and now they were weaving their way through the building silently.
*crash*
Y/N’s ears pricked up at the loud noise coming from the building, it was close. Without hesitation Y/N took off running ahead of Derek, all logic leaving their mind as they ran to the source of the noise.
“Y/N.” Emily managed to whisper out through the pain when she spotted them.
“No.” A soft gasp came from Y/N’s lips as she spotted Emily lying on the ground with a wooden stake poking out of her. They ran to her, cradling her head in their hands. “Emily?” They whispered, tears pricking at their eyes. Seconds later Derek came running in, jumping down to Emily’s side.
“I got her! I got her in the basement on the south side. I need a medic.” He spoke into his comms, the noise carrying through to everyone on the outside. “Prentiss.” He called out grabbing her hands, soft sobs coming from Y/N next to him. “Hey, it’s me. I’m right here. You’re gonna be alright.” Emily’s eyes flutter open and closed, she’s fading fast. Y/N couldn’t do anything but hold their lover’s head, watching her.
“Stay with me, baby. Come on, stay with me.” Derek panicked watching her.
“Let me go.” Emily breathed out feeling the blood drain from her.
“No, no. I am not letting you go.” Derek protested. “Help us!” He shouted into the large space, hoping someone would hear him. Looking back at her his heart shattered. “Listen to me. I know why you did all of this. I know what you did for Declan.” Derek tried to get Emily’s attention back but it wasn't working. “I’m so proud of you.” He spoke with grit. “You understand that? I am proud of you because you are my friend, and you are my partner.” His voice gets shaky. They both notice her eyes closing again. “No, Emily!”
“Baby, come on, stay with us.” Y/N’s voice cracked. “Don’t leave me like this.” Y/N stroked Emily’s hair like they always do. “We have our future planned out, you and me against the world, right?.” Tears dripped down their face as they shook their head.
“If you can hear us, please just squeeze my hand.” Derek gripped onto Emily’s hand, suddenly feeling a gentle squeeze from her. “Yes, there you go. There you go, baby. Just keep squeezing.” He held her hands tightly and within seconds the medics showed up. Derek pulled himself and Y/N away from Emily, holding them tightly in his arms.
They watched as the medics put her on a stretcher, carrying her out of the warehouse. They followed closely behind, walking in what felt like slow motion. Derek had to guide Y/N out, holding them in his grasp as they met the team outside. Y/N was in shock, every noise was muffled as they walked to the SUV, Derek slipping in beside them. All they could do was stare at whatever was in front of them, eventually getting out of the car and following the team when they reached the hospital.
They sat in a chair in the corner for what felt like hours or days. Rossi, Hotch and Garcia tried to talk to them but they couldn’t respond, staring at the floor, legs bouncing uncontrollably.
Eventually JJ walked over to the team, catching everyone’s attention, even Y/N’s, causing them to lift their head. The first thing they all noticed was her red eyes.
“No.” Garcia was the first to speak, shaking her head as she began to sob. JJ swallowed.
“She never made it off the table.” JJ finally spoke, breathing deeply.
Y/N’s body froze, blocking out all the background noise and falling back into shock.
The love of their life was dead. Gone. They didn’t move, they couldn’t. They were paralysed as their heart shattered into a million pieces. They looked down at their hands, still stained red with her blood. They stayed silent, still, ignoring her friends around her grieving. They didn’t know how long they sat there, staring at their hands but eventually a hand grabbed their shoulder.
“Kiddo,” Rossi softly spoke. “Come on, you’re coming home with me.” He pulled them up from their seat by the shoulders, wrapping his arm around their shoulders. They didn’t speak, they couldn’t. Somehow they made their way to the car and eventually inside Rossi’s house. He brought them into the guest room without a word and helped them into bed. He pulled the covers up and stroked their hair.
“Rossi,” They finally spoke, still staring at the wall in front of them. He was just about to leave the room but sat back down on the bed. “Tell me this is all just a bad dream.” Their voice cracked as they spoke, looking up at the man who treated them like his own. He hesitated, not knowing what to say.
“It’ll be okay, I promise.” He leant down and pressed a kiss to their head, holding their hand. He stood up again and left the room, leaving the door open just in case. They didn’t fall asleep for a while, staring at the wall emotionless until exhaustion finally kicked in. This is where they stayed for the next few days, only taking water from Rossi when he forced them to drink. They didn’t eat, they barely slept, spending most of the time staring at the wall, or the ceiling, or the empty spot in the bed that they sometimes shared with Emily.
Within days they held a funeral for Emily. And it was the hardest day of Y/N’s life. They got up and Rossi took them to their apartment so they could get dressed. It was a sunny day, Y/N felt this was wrong for a funeral. They didn’t speak to anyone, not when they carried her coffin with their teammates, not when Hotch asked them if they wanted to say a few words, and not even when Penelope approached them. It was hard enough being there, burying their best friend, their lover and who was supposed to be their life partner. Talking to anyone was an extra effort they couldn’t do.
Only 6 days after her death, everyone was expected back at work. Y/N didn’t show up that first Monday. After the funeral no one heard from them, calls going to voicemail and texts staying on delivered. They had cut off all communication from their team, instead staying locked in their apartment, moving themselves from their bed, to the couch and back to the bed. They still weren’t eating, only drinking water to stay alive, not that they felt they had much to live for anymore.
During that first week back the team had a case, heading to Portland quickly and leaving Penelope behind in her tech lab. Every day between 5 and 6 pm a quick knock would appear on their door, followed by the sweet voice of Penelope Garcia would flow through the wood, asking if they were alright but never receiving an answer. It wasn’t till Thursday night when she came by again that she became seriously concerned for Y/N’s health, spotting the full containers of food she had left them at the door 2 days prior.
“Y/N? Please answer the door. I just want to help you.” Penelope called through the door, face painted with concern. After minutes of silence she called Derek who had just gotten back from their case, telling him to get over here asap. He was there within 5 minutes.
“Y/L/N!” He yelled through the wood. “If you don’t open the door I’m going to kick it in.” He waited, hoping it would open and their face would appear but when it didn’t, he had no choice but to get it open himself. He kicked the door open with force, walking strongly into their apartment, searching the kitchen and living room for them. Penelope ran into their bedroom, gasping loudly when she finally spotted them. They were passed out in the bed, 2 times smaller than when she last saw them and barely breathing. Derek rushed in, checking their pulse to find that it was thready and weak. He picked them up bridal style, carrying them out of the apartment and down to his car, Penelope close behind.
When they woke up again, all they heard was beeping and hushed voices close by. They opened their eyes to a dark room with brighter lights coming from a hallway outside.
“Wha- where-” They sat up quickly, heart racing at the unfamiliar environment, turning to their right when they felt a soft hand touch their own. Penelope’s sweet face had a beaming smile plastered but glassy, red eyes showed that she was crying previously.
“You’re in the hospital.” She calmed them down, looking over to the other corner where Derek was standing against the wall. “We found you in your apartment, you-” Her voice cut off, tears fell down her face.
“You were barely breathing Y/N. The doctors said you hadn’t eaten anything in over a week.” Derek moved to the end of the bed, staring Y/N deep in the eyes. They felt terrible, creating more stress and worry for the team after the past 2 weeks.
“I’m sorry.” Y/N dropped their head in shame.
“It’s okay.” Penelope placed a soft finger under their chin, making them look up at her. “We’re here to help you, you know that right?” She spoke softly. They nodded their head in response, travelling their eyes over to Derek.
It was another week of rest at home, along with supplements to help Y/N get nutrients back into their body before they were allowed back at work. When they did return they were made to have a conversation with Strauss, discussing their prolonged absence before they were dismissed and cleared for the field.
“Y/L/N.” Hotch’s voice carried through the bullpen. Y/N looked up from their desk and towards his office. He was standing in the doorway, motioning his head and indicating for them to come up. They sighed, dropping their pen and standing up. They knew what it was about, Emily. The rest of the team had already had their conversations with Hotch, discussing their feelings and Y/N was the last to go in. They were trying to avoid it ever since returning to work, hiding away from his view everytime he walked past, but it was inevitable. They walked up the stairs and into his office, closing the door and meeting him on the couch.
“Y/N.” They didn’t look at him, keeping their lips sealed shut. “Are you okay?” His voice was soft and genuine. Their focus remained trained on the floor, legs beginning to bounce from anxiety. They took a deep breath, trying to hold back tears and emotion.
“I don’t want to do this.” They whispered, shaking their head. “I can’t.” They sighed.
“Why not?” He sounded like a therapist, voice laced with concern for the agent. They bit their bottom lip, shaking their head again. More tears began to rise in their eyes.
“Because-” Y/N turned their head to look at their boss. “Because if I do then it becomes real. I don’t want it to be real. I want her to walk through those doors like it was all some big joke.” They looked out at the glass doors. “But she won’t.” Their voice cracked, tears finally falling. “She’s gone, and I-I can’t do this without her Hotch.” They stood abruptly, pacing back and forth. “I’m not me. I’m not who I was. I-I’m broken.” They stopped, staring down at Hotch.
“You’re not broken, Y/N.” He stood, meeting their eyes.
“Yes, I am. I haven’t cried, I-I can’t sleep, I couldn’t eat, I can’t breathe.” Y/N looked at him.
“You’re not broken, you’re grieving.” He spoke calmly. “You’re allowed to grieve, Y/N.” He explained.
“I don’t want to.” They shook their head again, hands clutching at their chest. “I held her in my arms, she was breathing.” They were back in the warehouse, holding Emily in their lap as she began to fade. “I loved her so much.” They look up at their boss, their friend, and their heart shatters again.
“I know, I know you did.” He stepped closer to them, wrapping his arms around their shoulders, enveloping them in a hug for the first time ever. They sobbed into his chest, not caring about the unprofessional nature of it, he wasn’t the big bad boss right now. He was their friend and he was comforting a friend in a difficult time.
The sobs slowed and their breathing evened out, Hotch letting go of them.
“Thank you.” Y/N looked up at him, smiling slightly. “Would it be okay if I left a bit early today? There’s somewhere I need to be.” Hotch nodded in response, understanding their situation.
When they left the office, they headed to the cemetery for the first time since the funeral. The walk from the car to her grave was tough, taking one step at a time. When they reached her headstone they sat on the grass in front, staring at her name engraved in stone.
“Hey baby.” They smiled. “I’m sorry I haven’t been to visit yet, it’s been hard.” They sighed. Then they reached into their coat pocket, digging around for what had become their current habit. They pulled out a lighter and pack of cigarettes, lighting one in their mouth. They took a deep breath and puffed out the smoke, blowing it into the cool wind. “Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about this.” They joked to her headstone. “Picked up a very old habit from high school, you’d probably hate it and throw it out if you could.” Their face dropped with their words.
“I miss you.” They spoke again after a minute of silence. “Like a lot.” They took another hit of their cigarette. “It’s hard doing this without you. Life that is. I don’t even remember how I did it before I met you, but I guess I’m going to have to figure it out aren’t I?” They smiled painfully. They sat in silence at her grave for a while, waiting until their cigarette was nothing but a nub. This might have been the first time visiting her grave, but it wasn’t the last.
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Time Bomb | Criminal minds x fem!reader
Summary; Y/N’s mind is overworked and tired from case after case after case and the team begins to notice, prodding her until it gets too much.
Parings; BAU team x BAU!reader, no romantic relationships mentioned. (she/her pronouns)
Warnings; angst, mentions of chronic headaches/migraines, swearing, physical and emotional pain
Words; 1.7k
No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!
Gif is not mine. @book-place
It wasn’t unusual for Y/N to have a migraine, let alone a simple headache. She was diagnosed with atypical migraines when she was 15 and has been dealing with them since. But joining the BAU 6 months ago really seemed to ramp things up for her. Since the day she left for that first case, the severity of her headaches increased, impacting her working abilities.
She knew it wasn’t going to be an easy job, the commitments alone were tough but what was worse was trying to leave every painful detail of a case behind and move onto the next one, especially so quickly. She felt like she was doing work 24/7, whether she was on a plane flying across the country, stuck at her desk filing reports or thinking about cases when she got home. Everyone else on the team had been there for much longer than her so they had it down packed. But Y/N was still struggling, not that she would let anyone else figure that out.
She became quite good at compartmentalising, hiding her emotions from her colleagues, family and friends. But all of this stress, tension and hurt came through in her migraines. Having suffered in pain for almost 10 years already, she was good at moving through the pain, pushing it aside, but lately it began bothering her more than ever, and the team began to notice.
Derek was the first to pick up on her change in mood when she didn’t acknowledge his daily “Good Morning Firecracker”. Instead of her normal response, she flipped him the bird and kept walking to her desk in silence. He was quite insulted at her actions but took it as a bad morning. The other surrounding team members took note of this unusual behaviour from Y/N, all beginning to watch her closely.
Reid noticed her mental distance during a case when it repeatedly took her 8 seconds longer than usual to answer a question or hear her name being called.
It was then Emily who tried to comfort her, but was brushed aside and ignored by Y/N. It happened yesterday, the team were in the office, working on files from the previous case and Emily noticed the younger team member had been silent all day. She watched with concern from her desk as Y/N held her head in her hands, rubbed her temples and took painkillers every few hours. As the day ended Emily approached Y/N, tapping her on the shoulder lightly to get her to raise her head off the desk.
“What?” Y/N turned to Emily with tired eyes and an exhausted expression.
“Sorry, I just wanted to check that you were okay? You’ve been quiet all day.” Emily removed her hand from Y/N’s shoulder.
“I’m fine, Prentiss.” Y/N used Emily’s last name for the first time in months and it shocked everyone in the room. Y/N gathered her stuff and quickly left towards the elevators, brushing Emily’s shoulder on the way out. The whole team, including Rossi and Hotch who’d left their offices, stood in shock at the agent's actions. Something was definitely wrong.
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This morning Y/N slept in for the first time in weeks, and not on purpose. She had slept through three alarms and would officially be late for work, but it didn’t bother her. The pain pounding through her head was insufferable. It felt as if her skull was squishing her brain, waiting for it to explode. So she took her time getting ready, pausing every few minutes to sit and attempt to not pass out or throw up. Could she have just opted to take the day off? Yes. But she was too stubborn for that.
She eventually made it to work, slowly making her way through the glass doors, now almost an hour late according to her watch. But when she finally looked up from the floor, no one was at their desks, or in the kitchen, or milling around the bullpen. It was silent. As much as she admired the peace and quiet, it was bugging her, where the hell was everyone else. Curiously she made her way up the stairs, peeking into Hotch and Rossi’s empty offices, then towards the conference room that suspiciously had the door closed and shades drawn.
She opened the door slowly, expecting to also find no one, but was wrong. The whole team was sitting at and standing around the table, previously talking lowly amongst themselves.
“What the hell is going on? Why are you all in the fucking dark in silence? It’s weird.” Y/N’s voice caught the attention of her friends and boss, everyone staring at her with shock or concern plastered on their faces.
“Come sit down Y/N.” Hotch finally spoke up, his hands crossed at his chest nodding his head to the empty chair in the centre of the table.
“Fine.” Y/N snickered, moving slowly towards the chair. “What is this? An intervention?” Y/N laughed as she sat down in the chair, sliding down into a comfortable position. The room stayed silent. “Will someone please fucking say something!” She waved her hands in the air and looked to Emily, then Spencer then Derek.
“Y/N.” Derek sighed, moving away from the window where he was previously leaning, catching the attention of Y/N. “We’ve all noticed some changes in your behaviour recently and we just wanted to see what was going on.”
“Yeah.” Emily’s voice perked up from beside Y/N, moving to place her hand on top of the other agent’s. “We’re all worried for you, you haven’t been yourself. You get mad at the smallest of things, you’re constantly tired and falling asleep everywhere. Is there something you need to tell us? Are you-” Emily couldn’t even finish her sentence.
Y/N shook her head in disbelief, they probably think I’m an alcoholic or drug user. Unbelievable. “Wow!” She laughed out, snatching her hand away from Emily’s. “Okay, so how about you guys take a guess at what’s wrong with me and I’ll tell you if you’re right.” Everyone’s jaw dropped at her outburst, not wanting to say anything to make it worse. “Hm. Go ahead. Or are you too scared?” Y/N stood up from her chair.
“That’s enough Y/L/N.” Hotch sternly expressed to the agent, urging her to calm down.
“No, Hotch. I’ve had enough! This is bullshit.” Y/N began walking towards the door behind her, only to be stopped by Derek. “Move.” She argued but he didn’t budge. “Stop it Derek, let me leave.”
“No.” He uncrossed his arms, now softly holding her forearms.
“Derek,” She was really frustrated now, tears began welling up in her eyes. “I swear to god.” She shook her head at him, her voice was breaking. The physical and emotional pain was getting too much. The pounding in her head was so loud she thought her ear drums were going to burst. Derek saw her pain, swiftly moving to pull her into a tight hug, one that she didn’t reciprocate but also didn’t try to remove herself from. She broke down, for the first time in months she’d finally let go. She stood there, crying into Derek’s chest as he held her tight, protecting her, the room was quiet besides the sound of Y/N crying.
This was the first time any of them had seen her cry in the 6 months of knowing her, not even after hard cases. They looked at each other, hearts breaking for their colleague and friend. After a moment she began to move and Derek’s grip on her loosened. She wiped her bare face and held her head down as she went to sit back down. “Talk to us honey.” JJ was now in the seat beside her, stroking her back lightly.
She took a deep breath before she spoke again. “I have chronic migraines. I have since I was 15. And since working here, they’ve been worse than ever. Especially today.” She stopped, I sound so stupid, she thought to herself. Emily squeezed her shoulder encouraging her to keep going. Y/N sniffled, “I guess the heaviness of the cases, the workload, the stress has been getting to me a lot more recently. And don’t get me wrong, I love this job and you guys,” She lifted her head to look at her friends who were now all sitting or standing in front of her. “But sometimes it’s just too much and the emotional pain turns into physical which then turns into anger and a bad mood.” She looked back down at her hands, picking at her nails.
“Well why didn’t you tell any of us you were struggling?” Rossi spoke kindly from across the table, meeting eyes with Y/N.
Y/N’s mouth twists before speaking, trying to stop the tears. “I didn’t want to burden you. You guys have your own lives. And I’ve been dealing with it by myself for so long I thought I had it under control.” Her voice cracks at the end causing everyone’s hearts to shatter. How did they not see this earlier? They all thought to themselves.
“Y/N, look at me.” Derek was now behind her, she looked up behind her shoulder. “You are not a burden. You are an incredible and important asset to this team and this family. That’s what we are.” He smiled down at her.
“And that means that we’re always here for each other, good or bad.” Penelope’s sweet voice spoke next from further down the table. “Okay?” She asks when Y/N looks like she doesn’t believe her.
She stayed silent for a while, thinking about their words. Slowly she began nodding her head, careful not to increase the pain. “Okay.” She smiled at her team.
“How about you go sleep off the pain in my office for a bit?” Rossi offered, she almost rejected because she didn’t want to let them down but Rossi continued before she could open her mouth. “Just until we get a case, okay?” He hoped that would do the trick, and it did.
“Thank you.” She sniffled. “And I’m sorry for how rude I’ve been, it wasn’t intentional I promise.” She looked specifically at Emily and Derek who had received the brutal end of her outbursts.
So now the team was fixed once again, now knowing how to help Y/N on her good and bad days.
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Twymmf=the way you make me fell
A/n This is my first time doing a smut so please don’t come for me I hope you enjoy
Summary: they did the bet and the deed and a lot happened
Warning: smut,cussing, and I thinks that it
Today is the day that you said you would do yesterday but if you can’t trying tomorrow. A/N
I can be live that a I was at Spencer, and he was going to fuck me. “come in Cassie I’ll be out in a sec” I heard his voice and came in i don’t why I like the way his house made it was cool looking “are ready to get this show or what” I have to give it to him he was hot as hell when he was wet, I guess I was looking for so long that Spencer had to snap at me are “you gonna keep looking at me or are going to do something”
“How are we going to start this” I asked “you can kiss me if you want” Spencer respond. that what I did I kiss him, I want to do it for a long but this kiss different, it rough it wasn’t nice but i didn’t care “aw did want to kiss me Spencer” I want to see if how can I play with Spencer “all I want to do is fuck you until you scream my name so shut that mouth before I put it to work” that turn me on so much that my panties got soaked “why did you stop talking huh did that get you turn on even more”he started to Kiss my neck his hand started to move to my underwear “are you ok with this” he ask me I nod. He started to circle my clit slowly
“Does this feel good baby” i was surprise that he was good “Spencer I need more” I moan “what do you need princess” I never now that i like to be call princess “I need your cock in me” he didn’t take his time to take my pant and my underwear off and his clothes “I’m on birth control” he nodded and lined himself with my sex “are you ready” he ask and I nod then he push his cock in me god “Cassie your so tight” he started at a slow pace Spencer go faster
Spencer POV
She want go faster so I started to pick up me pace and she started to moan louder fuck~ so good she moan “you like when daddy fuck you like this, you like when I fill you up with me cock”I felt the she was getting close I started to go faster
Cassie POV
Fuck Spencer I-I’m gonna cu-” I couldn’t finish my Sentence I was cumming Spencer didn’t let up on his pace but he got sloppy with his thrust cum in me Spencer “gonna cum Cass” he say breathless 3 thrust later I felt his warm cum fill me up. He kept going even when he came come “princess don’t give up on me know” he tell me looking in to my eyes “you wanted me to fuck you senseless right” I couldn’t answer because he ram his cock in “oh princess your so warm and wet” he moan to me “oh god oh god I’m gonna cum” he stop for a minute but the he pick my legs up and put them on his shoulders and start to pound in me “Spencer I can’t take it to much” I tell him “almost done just hold on” the only thing I remember when I cum wash Spencer face with a stupid Smirk.
Spencer POV
The last the Cassie said before she past out was “SPENCER” I never knew that I can make a girl past from sex but this a new achieve but I don’t want leave her all messes.
After I cleaned her up he was put his clothes back on “stay with me Spencer” she should so cute when she sleepy “ok I’ll stay”

A/n: doing the cm 21 bingo just because
Summary: can stealing donut and pizza causes feelings
Warning:fluff just fluff
“WHO WANTS DONUTS!” Penelope tell in the conference room with a box of donuts
“Do you have chocolate” Spencer say with a smile on his face, but I want to make him mad so I take The last chocolate donut before he got to it. “Come on y/n you know I wanted the chocolate donut” he say in a angry tone “you snooze you lose Spence” I sing walking away
Later that day we had pizza and just talk about life. there we one last slice of pizza I know how much y/n pizza so I am going to take the last slice of pizza. “hey why did you take the the last slice” she sound so cute when she angry “like you said you snooze you lose y/n” and I left.
He thinks he can take the last slice pizza “can you please give me my badge and cardigan back y/n” Spencer just keep begging me for his stuff back “no cause you take the slice of pizza” “ and you take the last chocolate donut” I just wish she give my thing back, she does look cute with my cardigan I wish I can kiss her face
“Can you stop asking me for you-” he cuts me off with a kiss, he was kissing me, my best friend was kissing me. I kissed him back it was passionate the fireworks were going off until I heard Morgan and everyone else cheering at us
“Get it pretty boy,don’t swallow her Reid” Morgan say with a smirk on his face “I’m not going to swallow her whole Morgan” I was still in shock that Spencer kiss me “can i have my stuff back now” he say all smiley “you can have more” and I kiss him again.
We keep kissing until hotch said something “is this going to be a problem” we both shake our heads and he nod and walking off “god I love donuts” and every one start to laugh
The way you make me fell
A/n this just the part two but the more to come this been in my draft for 7 that a long you go Reid now ;)
Summary: can Reid make it up to Cassie by trying to get in her pants?
Warning: cussing,sex talk,crying,arguing,miss spelling cockiness,I think that it
I’m sad,hurt,angry,mad,and disappointed. But you know what? I put on a smile and move on. It will hurt, but I will survive.
That morning I woke up put smile on and it hurt it hurt like hell to do that and I have to do it for my job not for Spencer. “Hey are you ok” jj ask with a smile “yeah just i can’t go to sleep last night” that not the reason real reason “oh some one got some action last” Morgan say with a smirk “oh I wish I had some action” the only action I got was my heart broken by Spencer.
“Hey Cassie can give me a ride home cause will can’t pick me up” why did have ask I wanted to cry my and drive home but I had to put on a smile and say “yeah just give a sec...we can go” it was long and quiet ride “ can you tell me what wrong with you and Spencer” I want to tell her but I don’t want to cry “Um..Um kind of got in a argument yesterday and he-” but it was late the hot tears started to fall down my “it ok you can tell me when you’re ready” i couldn’t because it was to me much to talk about because I got me heart broken “he said that I’m annoying and I wine to much” just all the started to come out when jj give a hug “you should go get your boy I’ll see you at work” she give me nod left the car.
The next morning I just laid in my bed and stare at ceiling just thing about how much I want to hurt Spencer just to make him fell bad just because he made me feel bad. “Hey Cassie can you past me my cup” Spencer said with a smile on his face like everything was ok “no you can get it yourself” said with a sassy and walk away “damn Pretty boy what did you do to her” Derek say smile at Spencer, jj and Emily are just shock
That day you didn’t let up and Spencer he grew some balls after that week “you now what all you do is say means stuff about just because you at someone who broke you stupid heart”oh and did he have some balls you shouldn’t be talking the one you can’t get or have a girlfriend I bet you can’t even get it up at night ? But mine are bigger then his “that enough you if I hear anymore bickering for you are suspend for 2 weeks” hotch sounded more serious “I bet you can’t even take me if you had the chance” god hate when he’s but I can’t let him “i can take you don’t even look that big”
She have no clue what she asking for but if she want she can have it “what don’t now what you asking for little girl” this is the moment i when this “you now what let’s do it this Friday at your house at 8:00pm I’m going to come over your house and your going to “try to fuck my brain out” but she won but, I really want to fuck her brain “sure what ever you went baby”
“You you did you think a win” jj say with a Smirk “Spencer i think would look like he would last” Derek say smiling “would you three stop betting on sex but I my money is on y/n” Garcia say walking off.
“I would loveeeee to see hard Spencer can fuck me but I don’t he would last” Cassie smith
The way you make me fell
A/n: Hey this is my first writing something thing for Spencer I hope it good it make misspelling I was In a rush
Summary: something time you let you feeling get in the way and make bad decisions but can you make one good decision to can you best friend back
Warning:none lil bit of angst 
At her, I keep on starring, I love the way she's talking, I wish I was her boyfriend it would be heaven for me, she missing nothing I noticed she had no ring, but she hides her emotions, I wish I could read her mind, cause with her I'm everything. Jean Cherubin.
“James Jackson, ski William, Joe Wilson, and Sam Jones. These kids went missing last night around 11:30 in Montgomery Alabama the parents this is the second time kids went missing in this state”. JJ says pointing at the screen showing the case of the four kids who were missing. “They have been missing for the past four hour and they live in the same neighborhood and go to the same school maybe some had been watching them”. Cassie says with Curiosity in her voice looking at the team “which means that we have 21 hours to find the kids wheel up in 30”. hotch says walk out of the room.
“Hey Spence you wanna sit by me on the plane,” Cassie said with a smile on her face “sure I will sit by you” gosh she sounds too pretty when she talks and how nice she is to everyone and so pretty “thank see you one the plane”.
Once everybody made it to the police station notch started to give order to the team “JJ and Derek I want two to go to the first parent’s, Emily, and Rossi I want you to go to the school and see you can get and Cassie and Reid got to the other parent's house, I’ll go the scene of the crime when you did come back to the station”. On the way to the Jackson, it was quite an only thing that was on is the radio “Spencer do you have a girlfriend” Cassie say look at him waiting for his response “um..I don’t have one at the moment” I would love to make you be my girlfriend. “Where here” after asking the two families about the kids we rode but to be the sation to meet the rest of the team.
After the case we had to paper only me and Cassie was in the building. only me and Cassie that was a big deal but I smell her she smell so good stop thinking like that Spencer “hey Spencer do want a ride home” please say yes, please say yes, please say yes “Um sure I can use a ride home” my plan is going great but he was so quiet and he looks nerves “Spencer are you ok you looking nerves of there” how can put with out saying it because I know she doesn’t like but I like here “I’m fine perfectly there nothing wrong with me” why did you sound like he was annoyed “Spencer you know you can talk to me if something bothering you”
I try to to touch he but he move away “I’m fine Cassie god! you now sometimes you are annoying just stop asking me “if Im fine” I don’t Want to talk about it to anybody I don’t want to taking to you cause all you is wine to much for me goodbye Cassie” and just like that he left me sitting in my car crying because he broke my heart and left me that night I want home and crying myself to sleep.
Tears are word that need to be written Paulo Coelho.
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