Here To Help - Spencer Reid

Here To Help - Spencer Reid

Part 1

Spencer x Reader

Summary: A case hits home for a member of the BAU team and none of the others know why or how to help.

Reaching out you took the coffee that the woman had made up for you. ‘Thank you’ You smiled at her and she nodded. Spencer groaned from beside you. ‘Why do they always have yours finished first’ You giggled and reached out patting his shoulder. ‘They like me better’ He just rolled his eyes at you but smiled after when you began to laugh. 

This was a morning routine for you and Spencer, you would both meet up at this little coffee shop which was about a five minute walk from your house to get your morning coffee and you and him would take the train to work together. The team of course knew something was up between you two, whatever it was it was something more than the friendship you two portrayed. You certainly felt something for the genius, but it was forbidden between co-workers.

You watched Spencer as his order was called out and he made his way to the counter to pick it up. A smile played on your lips as you watched him interact awkwardly with the woman who reached out and touched his arm with a smile. Spencer was smart enough to know she was flirting, just not as well versed with people to know how to say no, even though you had told him almost twenty times.

He turned hastily to you readjusting his bag a small blush on his cheeks. ‘What did she say today goodlooking?’ You chuckled using the woman’s nickname for the genius. That made him blush even harder. ‘Said she’d like to see me by here more often, perhaps when she wasn’t working’ You let out a stark laugh at that and reached out. you threaded your hand through Spencer’s bent one and gripped his elbow. ‘Oh, my genius. Forever the chick magnet’ You giggled when he gave you an unimpressed look before opening the door for you both.

You sat next to Spencer on the train as you read over a book he had recommended. It was interesting, sure, just not something you normally read. But Spencer had been so excited when he had brought it to work one day and handed it to you telling you that it was one of the best books he had read in a while and he thought you would like it. So you were reading it. But unfortunately for you this morning you couldn’t concentrate on it.

Snapping the book closed you turned in your seat. Your hand immediately found Spencer’s knee. ‘Speak’ You ordered softly and he looked up at you his eyebrows furrowed. He sighed. ‘She’s been trying to get a date with me for a month’ He muttered. ‘Why? I’m just another customer who comes into the café, I thought it was her personality but she doesn’t act that way with any other men’ You almost rolled your eyes at him. ‘Well, Spence, maybe she just has good taste in men. A genius who works for the FBI, carries a gun, and is super kind, sweet, loyal. Incredibly tall and very handsome’ you shrugged. ‘What’s not to like boy wonder?’ You chuckled

Even though you were actually the same age as Spencer, Garcia’s name for him had rubbed off on you. Spencer sat watching you his lips slightly parted and his eyes focused solely on you. ‘What?’ You raised an eyebrow with a soft smile. ‘Is that really how you see me?’ He asked softly blinking. You just shrugged. ‘Well, among other things, yeah, that’s just a few’ You tucked your bottom lip between your teeth as Spencer continued to look at you. 

Just as you were about to ask him why he was still looking at you like that the train began to slow down. ‘This is our stop’ You gathered your things and stood. ‘Come on genius’ You smiled down at him and he blinked coming out of whatever state he was in to smile, really widely, back up at you before handing you your coffee he ha been holding so you could read.

It was paperwork day, something you hated, you never did like writing up things, which was odd since you wanted to be a writer when you were younger. But you guessed that was different, reports were different from novels, and it was certainly different when it was fiction. Although all fiction had some truth doesn’t it?

You jumped slightly when the phone on your desk rang, reaching out you didn’t even look up from what you were reading. ‘SSA Y/l/n, FBI’ You said in a monotone you eyes still scanning the paper. ‘Agent?’ A rough voice came from the other end of the phone and your head shot up your eyes widening. ‘Officer Grenly?’ You questioned and heard a sigh. ‘Yes Ma’am, that’s me’ You dropped your pen your fingers reaching up to massage your temple.

Spencer looked up at you and raised his eyebrows, you just turned away from him slightly not wanting to speak right now. But you were met by the curious gazes of both Emily And Derek too. ‘It happened didn’t it?’ You breathed. There was a silence on the other end while your foot began to tap against the floor beneath you. ‘Family of five attacked in their home, found about an hour ago, yeah, it’s happening’ You felt your heart drop and you certainly knew your face did by the scraping chair on the other side of the desking unit.

You let out a long breath. ‘Same MO?’ You cleared your throat. ‘Exactly the same, I thought I should call you first, seeing as you took the time to come all the way out here a few years ago’ You felt a hand on your shoulder and you looked up to see Spencer looking down at you. His long fingers squeezed your shoulder and he raised his eyebrow. You just shook your head. ‘Alright, if you could e-mail that case details to Aaron Hotchner. I can review it’ You heard him begin to type from the other end of the phone. ‘Got it, I’ll be seeing you soon Agent Y/l/n’ You nodded.

You noticed that all of the team was looking at you now, Derek leaning back in his chair his arms folded, Emily had put her pen down and giving you a ‘you better explain’ look. Spencer just looked worried, his fingers were firmly massaging your shoulder the way he knew would relax you, the way he had done many times before. ‘I’ll see you soon’ You placed the phone back down hanging up. ‘Something you wana tell us?’ Derek said the instant it was down. ‘Nop’ You bent down opening the bottom drawer of your desk, you shifted a few things. ‘Y/n’ Spencer’s soft voice came from right beside you as he crouched down beside you. 

He reached out laying his hand on your arm his thumb rubbing soft lines through the fabric of your thin shirt. Usually the gesture would make you shiver and the closeness of his face would usually make your throat tighten for a second, but not now. Your fingers found the false bottom in the desk and you pulled it up. Out of the corner of your eye you seen Spencer’s eyes widen and his eyebrows shoot up. ‘A false bottom?’ He choked out as you pulled out the large file below it. ‘What’s so important it needs a false bottom?’ He questioned.

His thumb stopped moving and his fingers tightened on your arm. Derek leaned forwards in his chair and Emily stood. You managed to get free of his grasp. ‘You’ll see’ You muttered spinning your chair enough to stand up and move around him. ‘Y/n’ He stood quickly and planted his hand on your shoulder and spun you back to him. ‘You’re worrying me’ He came straight out with it.

It wasn’t unusual for Spencer to tell you right out his feelings or to tell you what was on his mind, in fact it was very common between you two, he had even told you about his meetings and his addiction. But he never did it straight out in front of the team, which is why Derek and Emily’s attention diverted to him a surprised look on both of their faces. ‘You’ll know I promise, just, I need to-’ You spun away from him again clutching the file to your chest.

But he wasn’t giving up so easily and started after you. ‘y/n wi-’ you spun a glare on your face. ‘Spencer’ You snapped and with that you had the team’s attention again. Spencer stopped in his traces, you had always been patient with him, with all of them, you had never snapped or even sounded slightly exasperated with any of them. His mouth opened a little his eyes blinking and wide. ‘Just give me a few minutes to get this together and then you’ll see, please, this is time sensitive With that you spun leaving them there.

Derek and Emily looked at each other eyebrows furrows and concern flashing in their eyes. You had always been so kind to Spencer, you were the only one who didn’t cut him off when he rambled, you didn’t get annoyed sometimes at how much he knew, or how he could beat you so easily. You were always sweet to him, no matter what. It was one of the reasons they believed that the two of you belonged with each other, you were totally taken with Spencer Reid.

Yet here you were, he had only asked you a small question, stating his worry an you snapped at him, no explanation nothing. Just snapped and walked away. You had always taken time for Spencer, you would always explain to him the things he never got when the others just chuckled and walked away, but here you were. Walking away. Derek patted Spencer’s shoulder as they watched you stride towards the offices. ‘She’ll come round man’ He reassured his friend seeing his hurt expression.

Spencer looked up at him. ‘She had a false bottom Derek, whatever is in that file is important, look at how she’s holding it’ They’re eyes fell on you as you stopped outside Hotch’s door. They watched as you glanced down at the file in your hands before taking a deep breath and letting it out.

Then you raised your hand and knocked on the door before pushing it open. ‘Hotch’ You were inside the office before he had even looked up from his desk let alone invited you in. ‘I have something for you to look at’ You strode to his desk before gently laying the file down over what he was doing so he couldn’t ignore it. He looked between you and the file. ‘What is this?’ He asked laying down his pen straightening in his chair. ‘A case we’re going to work’ You told him

He raised an eyebrow and leaned back. ‘You don’t decide on what cases we work Y/n, th-’ You reached forwards and opened the file planting a finger on it. ‘I do with this one Hotch, this team is working this case’ You interrupted using a voice that you never used with Hotch before, it was one that left no room for discussion. Although this was Aaron Hotchner and he was going to fight back.

But just before he did a soft bing came from his computer and you looked at it. ‘Open it’ You told him. He narrowed his eyes but did as you said. Normally Hotch would never stand for this, one of his team barging into his office ranting orders at him but this was different, you were different. He may expect this from the rest of the team but not you, you were always someone who followed the rules, unless they needed to be broken, and only unless you were certain they needed to be broken. This was out of character.

You were by far the least aggressive on the team, when it came to your teammates you were sweet and kind, never letting any kind of frustration out. Even with unsubs you weren’t aggressive, you did what needed to get the job done, you never had outbursts, not like the rest of the team, and if a case got under your skin you always hid it until after. Until you were on the plane and you would sit away from the rest of them playing some kind of game on your phone that caused a frown on your face. Until Spencer would go sit with you and convince you to sleep, which you would try fight but would eventually end up with your head on his lap or shoulder, the frown still etched onto your features. Then when the plane landed you would go to the range and shoot or go to the gym and punch something. But you never allowed it to interfere with what needed to be done.

So Hotch opened his e’mail seeing a file that needed to be opened. The second he opened it he was met by crime scene photo’s, from a office he didn’t know. ‘Those were taken no less than an hour ago, they’re connected to these murders’ You told him your finger tapping the file. ‘They’re the last victim of a serial killer who has been working for over twenty years, and he has two more to kill. Unless we catch him’ That caught Hotch You seen his back straighten and he turned picking up the file.

He scanned the pages turning them. ‘How did you find this?’ He asked not looking up. ‘It found me, I knew one of the families and I’ve been keeping tabs on it ever since’ You explained standing back crossing your arms. His eyes stopped for a second. ‘These dates, two years ago’ He looked up at you and your back straightened slightly. ‘You took these dates off for holiday time’ You nodded. He flicked over the age. ‘And there is a profile in here already even though the BAU didn’t work this case, and it’s by you’ He closed the file and put it down on his desk. ‘I assisted last time, although I was called before the last family was killed so I only got the profile not the unsub. And it was off the books’ He nodded staring at you, and you knew he was studying you.

For a second it was silent. ‘Your personal connection with this case will not get in the way?’ You shook your head. ‘No sir, I promise,if anything it will only make me more invested in catching this guy’ He nodded slowly. ‘I’ll gather the team, you can present them with the case in 10′ He pushed his chair back standing. You nodded and picked up the file pulling it to your chest again as he gave you a nod walking out of his office.

You took in a deep breath before letting out a long breath. This was going to be a hard case.

Part 2

Family - Derek Morgan Imagine. 

Derek x Reader 

Summary: A case lands on the doorstep with a blast from the past

Warnings: Little bit of smut, some violence. Like a sentence.

JJ always had piles of files on her desk. It had become a habit for you that when you had finished writing up your own reports you would come down and help her with the files she received. 

Today you were here again. ‘I never understand how you get your reports finished so quickly’ JJ said as she glanced over a file and placed it in the no pile. ‘I didn’t have anything else to do last night so I stayed late’ You clarified glancing up at her. Your eyes caught a file on the desk. Reaching over you grabbed it. What could possibly be so wrong that they would want the FBI in the darkest pits of Detroit.

Opening the file your eyes widened. ‘JJ’ You whispered and fluttered through the pages. ‘Yes?’ She looked up from the file she was engrossed in. ‘I got us a case’ She opened her mouth. You never had outrightly accepted a case, you just tried to profile a few she was uncertain about see what the unsub was like. But you had always given a suggestion never stepping over the line and picking a case.

JJ sighed. ‘Y/n’ You held her out the file. ‘Read it’ She sighed again taking the file flipping through it. With each page , each photo, each crime scene report her eyes widened and her face paled that little bit more. ‘I know those cops JJ, they wouldn’t ask in the FBI if it wasn’t serious. Their hatred for us almost matches the hatred the community has for us. And that’s a lot’ She nodded. ‘I’ll make copies and run it by the team’ You smiled at her slightly.

A half hour later the team sat in the briefing. ‘That area, we’re putting our lives in danger just by driving into it’ Hotch noted. ‘We always put our lives in danger’ You shrugged. His eyes fell on you. ‘You’re from Detroit right?’ You nodded. ‘Is that why you want to take this case?’ You looked up from the file and at him ‘Those boys were only 8 years old Hotch, just because the people around them aren’t particularly fond of us doesn’t mean they don’t deserve justice’ He leaned back in his seat his normal stoic expression a little sour.

You hardened your own face. ‘So what’s the personal connection here?’ He crossed his arms. ‘Personal? Detroit is a big place Hotch’ You snapped trying to cover your body language. He was a profiler, but so were you, you could cover your tracks, hopefully. ‘Reid, how far is Penswatch from the cri-’ You slammed your hand down on the table. You watched as everyone jumped ‘Don’t you dare answer that Reid’ You growled.

Hotch stood. ‘What’s your connection with this case?’ He snapped. You stood also shoving your chair back. ‘None, I don’t know any of those boys, I haven’t been home in ten years’ You growled. ‘Reid’ Hotch warned. ‘Seven miles east’ Hotch raised an eyebrow. ‘What is your connection to this case?’ Hotch repeated. ‘Hotch’ Derek cut him off. ‘She says there’s no connection, ‘there’s no connection’ But Hotch didn’t listen he just stayed staring at you. 

You dropped back down onto the seat with a sigh. ‘Jessie Donnelly, the third victim. I helped deliver him. He’s my Godson’ You ran your hand over your face. ‘You know family isn’t allowed work the case’ You shrugged. ‘He’s not family, after I got accepted, I went home to see my sister only, we met up somewhere that we wouldn’t be seen. It was Lilly’s house, someone we went to school with, she went into labour when we were there. I helped out and she asked me to stand for him’ You looked up at Hotch, he was only watching you curiously and openly. ‘That was the last day I seen him, I’ve gotten a photo every christmas of them all and I send him a present twice a year. He wouldn’t even recognise me, he didn’t even know my name. No connection’ You shrugged.

Hotch sighed and closed his eyes a second. ‘Hotch, I’m working this case, with or without the team. I have a nephew the same age who lived four houses down from the fourth boy, he could be next. I need to catch this guy’ Hotch opened his eyes. ‘There’s a connection there’ Again you shook your head. ‘No connection, the boy doesn’t know me, he was told I died ten years ago. He thinks I’m dead’ Reid’s eyes widened and he looked at Prentiss and she looked back at him. ‘Wheels up in 20′ Hotch turned and walked from the room.

After a moment the team began to follow him after gathering up their files. ‘You okay?’ Derek was the only one left. ‘Yeah, just want to catch this guy’ You whispered. He placed hand on yours and he threaded his fingers through yours. ‘We will’ You looked up and he smiled slightly at you. You looked away and closed your eyes tight. You heard his chair being pushed away from the desk and then warmth engulfed you. You sighed and pushed yourself from the chair burying your face in his chest and wrapping your arms around him. ‘I gotcha Baby, it’s alright, I gotcha’ He stroked your hair as you clung to him.

Rossi stood beside you making his own coffee. ‘This guy likes to spend a lot of time with these kids’ You heard Derek from the seating area of the plane. ‘Hotch may have a problem with it but I don’t’ Rossi said out of nowhere. ‘Huh?’ You looked up from stirring your own coffee. ‘Taking a case this personal, and no matter what you say it will always be personal’ You sighed as he nodded at you. ‘Family is family right?’ You told him the one thing you had lived by all your life, even though you hadn’t exactly had a family for years until you found the BAU team. ‘Right’ He nodded walking back into the area leaving you alone again.

You shielded your eyes when you got off the plane against the sun. ‘Woah, watch it there sweetness’ A hand caught your hip before you could fall forwards as Derek ran into the back of you. You glanced over your shoulder. ‘Always my knight in shining armour’ You giggled with a tight smile. He siled down at you some worry in his eyes as he squeezed your hip his fingers brushing the exposed skin under your shirt.

The others were throwing their bags in the trunk when you two got down there. ‘I told them they didn’t have to collect us, we had someone who knew the area’ Hotch told you. You nodded as he handed you the keys before turning going to the second car. You climbed into the car to find Derek in the passenger seat. He gave you a reassuring smile as you started it. 

It only took about 20 minutes to reach the station. There was a detective waiting outside for you leaning against the wall. The rest of the team climbed out and Hotch walked up to him. ‘Listen, if this is too hard for you-’ Derek reached across taking your hand. ‘-someone needs to check us in at the hotel’ He was giving you an out. But you just shook your head and climbed out of the car hearing him sigh behind you.

You strode over to the rest of your team. ‘Ah Detective Morrison this is Agent Y/n Y/l/n’ You stopped beside Spencer and held out your hand. ‘Agent?’ Morrison looked you up and down. ‘Well damn, who would have known’ You dropped your hand. ‘Why do you think I left?’ You shrugged. He laughed. ‘Honestly, we all thought you were dead’ Derek stopped beside you and crossed his arms. ‘Bet that came as good news’  You scoffed. He laughed and crossed his arms sizing you up ‘Well, one less person to arrest’ He held out his hand then.

With a smile he shrugged. ‘Good to see you again Ms T’ You rolled your eyes. ‘Agent will do’ You took his hand. ‘Or just Y/n, I gave up that name ten years ago’ He laughed. ‘Look at you, giving out your name like it’s nothing, how long did it take for us to get that out of you’ You let out a sharp laugh. ‘Seven years, and it wasn’t me that gave it up, idiot Donnelly hadn’t of tried to murder me in there you would have never known’ He chuckled. ‘Lord I remember that day, what were you in on?’ You glanced at the rest of your team seeing them watching you with surprised faces.

You cleared your throat and rubbed the back of your neck. ‘Assault’ You pursed your lips. ‘With a deadly weapon’ He clapped his hands momentarily. ‘Right, right, that was the time you tried to kill Marvin, guy was twice your size’ You crossed your arms your eyebrows narrowing. ‘Can’t prove that, ye ain’t got no proof, I ain’t admitting to nothing’ Instantly you realised your mistake. First, the old accent came out, second, you were acting lie you had all those years ago in the interrogation room. But Morrison just let out a laugh. ‘Boy am I glad I ain’t hauling your ass in no more, you were a tough nut to crack’ You scoffed. ‘In my memory, I never cracked’ He smirked and turned to Derek holding out his hand. ‘Detective Morrison’ He smiled.

You followed him into the station. It was the same as it always had been. It hdn’t changed in over 10 years, maybe a few new computers, and a coffee machine but after that. ‘Hey Morison you go so-’ Before you could finish your sentence a bottle of water came flying your way and you snatched it out of the air. You smirked. ‘Nice to know I made an impression’ You wiggled the bottle at him. ‘Cos of you we got two holding cells now, so yeah, you made an impression’ You let out a sharp laugh.

You smiled at Reid a he watched you carefully. ‘Well, well, well Ms T’ Came a deep voice and you turned to your left, Your eyes widened. ‘Old Man Hank’ You laughed holding out your hand. ‘You still around?’ He took it shaking your hand firmly. ‘Thought you’d be dead or retired’ He rolled his eyes. ‘Barely pushing 40 kiddo’ He laughed. ‘You look good, FBI suits you better than cuffs’ You smirked. ‘Still doing the cuff thing Hank, only for you though’ He chuckled again letting go of your hand. ‘You always were my favourite’ He laughed as he walked by you. You smiled. ‘You always will be mine’ You called after him and he waved you off over his shoulder.

Morrison turned. ‘Oi, opposite si-’ He stopped realising his mistake at using the old line he always had used when the two of you had started. Hank always was one of the favourite cops to ever roll through here. He wasn’t a hard ass and he was nice to anyone who was nice to him, which made him quite popular. He’d drop home kids who were up to no good instead of bringing them in when it was only minor offences, he’d give some of the women a lift home after shopping when they had no car. But when it came down to it h’d take you out. You just always liked to flirt with him. ‘Same side now Dick, can’t use that one no more’ You laughed following him.

You groaned dropping your head onto your arm. ‘We’re missing something’ You sighed looking at the board. ‘Everyone here fits this profile’ Reid said flipping page after page frustrated. You shook your head. ‘No, this guy enjoys it, and his victims are kids, the rest of them, they do it to protect family and gang’ You ran your hand over your face, ‘He, how about a coffee’ Derek laid his hand on your shoulder. JJ nodded. ‘I’d like one’ He nodded at her. His hand tightened on your shoulder and gave you a tug. ‘I’ll help’ You muttered standing. ‘The others should be back-’ You all looked up as the door opened the rest of your team walking in.

You stood as Prentiss dropped in her chair with a sigh. ‘No one would talk?’ She nodded. ‘Should have sent me’ You told Hotch. He hadn’t let you go out to talk to the people of the community because it was too close to the belt. Derek shook his head and gave you a push towards the door. ‘Coffee?’ He offered and the three that had come in nodded. You sighed following his direction. ‘Don’t patronise him, you’re lucky he’s letting you work this’ You turned and glared at him. He just shrugged.

You leaned on the counter. ‘I know this is hard but don’t take it out on Hotch Y/n’ You looked at Derek out of the corner of your eye. ‘How are we supposed to solve this if no one’s talking?’ You breathed. ‘We’ll get him’ He promised you pouring some milk into the Rossi’s coffee. You pushed yourself off the desk as someone strode into the station. A woman with light brown hair ran in after him..

You gulped when his eyes fell on you. Then they narrowed. Then he was stomping towards you. You took a step forwards him raising your hands in surrender. ‘Listen, I-I had to I-’ Derek looked up just as the woman screamed. His eyes widened.

The man’s hands grabbed your shirt lifting you up. ‘Hey man’ Derek’s hands wrapped around his arms pulling at him. ‘How dare you’ He screamed at you shaking you. Derek gave him a tug and his hands came clean making you fall back towards the coffee table. His hands landed on Derek’s shoulders and shoved him aside. ‘Dad’ The woman screamed running in. ‘Pa, I had to’ You held up your hands as he dove at you again.

Then pain flared in your cheek and you landed face down on one of the detectives desks. He had hit you. ‘Woah woah woah’ You heard them all trying to get him in order. Hands wrapped around your arms pulling you up. ‘Hey, hey, you okay?’ You focused on Derek’s voice instead of the man shouting at you. 

Derek’s eyes roamed your face and stopped at your lip. It was undoubtedly cut. He laid his hand gingerly on your chin. ‘The hell’ He whispered. You wrapped your fingers around his wrist and he looked up at you through his lashes. ‘I’m okay’ You whispered. ‘You don’t belong here’ A shout from behind the worried man in front of you. With that you shoved Derek out of your way coming face to face with the man who had to be restrained by five officers. ‘You ain’t from here anymore’ Your fist shot out and collided with his jaw. 

He stumbled a little before straightening. That shut him up. ‘You don’t think I know that’ You screamed back at him. ‘You think I’m under any other impression than that Pa?’ He bared his teeth. ‘You left, it was your choice’ He shouted struggling again as they tried to cuff him. ‘Yeah and you made sure to shut and lock that door behind me when I did’ You snarled. ‘I told you- I told you th-’ You straightened your shoulders. ‘You told me I ever set foot anywhere near here again you’d put a bullet between my eyes. I remember the words, I hear them every god-damn day’ You screamed at him as they finally got the cuffs on him.

He spat at you but missed. ‘But I came back to do my job’ You crossed your arms. ‘Your job was to stay away from here, from us. I told you to’ He glowered at you as they pulled at him. ‘Well guess what Pa, I don’t take orders from you no more’ He stopped struggling and they finally got a good hold of him and got him moving. ‘I’ll kill you. I’ll kill you' He shouted at you. ‘Rot in hell you son of a bitch’ You screamed after him before they pulled him out of the room.

The room was silent, all you could hear was him shouting from the next room, the woman in the doorway sobbing. You closed your eyes letting your shoulders slump. And then an arm wrapped around your shoulders. And people began talking again. ‘You’re okay, it’s okay’ Derek whispered as he turned you into him. You reached up grabbing his t shirt burying your face in his shoulder. ‘I gotcha’ He squeezed you tighter.You let out a long breath. Well, you wanted to meet my Dad, there you go’ You watched as Derek’s eyes widened.

You sat with the ice on your lip. ‘I-i’m so sorry, I tried to stop him’ You shook your head. ‘What’s you relationship to Mr Y/l/n?’ Rossi asked. ‘He-eh-he’s my Dad’ They glanced at you as your sister fumbled with her fingers. ‘They’re okay’ You told her leaning forwards. Derek’s hand wrapped around yours under the desk. ‘They’re FBI’ She hissed at you. You put down the ice before taking out your badge tossing it across the table. She picked it up eyebrows furrowed. ‘Y-You’re FBI’ Her eyes widened and you nodded.

Derek reached across you picking up the ice pressing it to your swollen lip. You groaned and raised your hand holding it there. Your sister looked between the two of you. ‘They take good care of ye?’ You shrugged. ‘Yeah, we got each others backs’ She nodded. ‘He take good care of ye?’ She nodded at Derek. ‘What?’ She scoffed. ‘Oh come on, you been hoverin’ round her ever since I got here. Don’t play dumb with me handsome’ She smirked.

You rolled your eyes. ‘Madison’ You scolded. ‘Listen, no one’s talk bout these murders, so open that mouth eh yours and talk’ You snapped. She raised her eyebrow. ‘Ain’t you FBI folk supposed to say please?’ You just gave her your best bored expression and she sat back tossing your credentials back at you and crossed her legs. ‘Ye won’t say ye got it from me will ye?’ You shook your head and she nodded. ‘Right, whatcha wana know?’ You glanced at Hotch and he nodded at you.

You nodded at Derek gun in hand. He nodded back and kicked the door. It flew open with a bang. The team, plus swat, moved through the unsubs house. It had taken you almost two days to find him but you had. ‘Clear’ Prentiss called from the left. You nodded to Hotch then up the stairs and started moving up them Hotch following. There was only two rooms. Hotch took one, you took the other.

You twisted the handle and pushed the door wide open. ‘FBI, put it down’ You shouted. He stood with the gun pointed at the woman’s in the corner. ‘Come on T’ He smirked. ‘Really?’ You stepped into the room. ‘Let her go, that’s you sister in law, let her go, you don’t wana kill her’ He shook his head. ‘No, no I want to, she made my life hell’ You nodded biting your lip. ‘I know, and she paid for that, her little boy. He’s gone, he didn’t make it’ You told him. The woman in front of him screamed and wailed. ‘He didn’t?’ You shook your head. He smiled.

Then he looked down at her. ‘Let her go’ He looked up at you. ‘He’s gone’ He whispered as he let her go. Only she didn’t wana go too far. ‘You so-’ She screamed at him and reached for the knife on the bed. He raised the gun pointing it at her. Two shots echoed through the room as you pulled the trigger. One hit his chest the other his head. The blood splattered on the wall behind him and she stumbled back with a scream.

You rushed forwards kicking the gun away from him motionless hand. Then crouched checking for a pulse. None. You turned to the woman. ‘He’s okay’ You shouted at her taking her shoulders in your hand. ‘Your son, he’s okay, I’m sorry’ Her sobbing died down a little as she looked at you her eyes wide. ‘I had to make him let you go’ You pulled her into your chest hugging her to you. ‘I’m so sorry, he couldn’t grow up without you I’m so sorry’ She began sobbing again. ‘We got him out’ And then her arms wrapped around you. ‘Thank you’ You patted her hair. Looking up you seen Hotch and Reid standing in the doorway. He nodded at you and you smiled slightly.

You curled your feet up underneath you as you cradled the hot cup in your hands. The TV was playing in the background, what was on it you weren’t really sure, you weren’t exactly looking at it. You were thinking about the case. You had gotten home about two hours ago after a quiet plane journey.

On the plane you had completely taken yourself away from the others. They had asked you how you were and you could feel their eyes on you every now and then but after that they left you alone. Derek had offered to bring you home but you didn’t want anyone around, you just needed to think.

You groaned at he knock at the door.You put down the cup and tossed the blanket off you. It was probably just a neighbour. The old lady down the hall liked to check in on you every now and then after a case to make sure you were okay. You trudged towards the door and pulled it open. You were almost going to slam it shut when you seen who was outside. ‘Derek, what are you doing here?’ You asked leaning your head against the door. 

He smiled slightly. ‘I know you said you wanted to be alone but’ He pulled his hands from behind his back, he had a tub of ice cream and some chocolates. ‘My baby had a rough few days and I thought she deserved some ice cream’ You smiled reaching out you took the chocolates and ice cream. ‘Thanks’ You smiled and shut the door leaving him standing on the other side.

You left it for a second before opening the door with a small laugh. ‘I changed my mind’ He reached out and took the chocolates back. But he was smiling as he stepped through the door. He wrapped his arms around your waist as you closed the door and he peppered small kissed along the length of your neck. ‘Are you ok-?’ You turned around and took his face in your hands pulling him down. Your lips moulded with his and you felt him smile again. ‘I’m fine’ You muttered

You laid your forehead against his and he looked you in the eye. ‘You’re not, but I’ll let it go’ You smiled thankful and pressed your lips to his again. He bent and picked you up his arm behind your legs and back. You giggled laying your head on his shoulder. You would have squealed but you were too used to this by now, after all it had been four month of you two dating. And derek loved to pick you up whenever he could, you had just come to expect it.

He put you down on the couch and disappeared, you presumed to get spoons. You were right, a moment later he came back with two spoons. He dropped down onto the couch next to you as you popped the lid off the ice cream. He covered you both with the blanket and handed you a spoon. You laid your head on his chest and he wrapped his arm around you shoulders.

You moaned as you took the first bite of the cold substance. ‘When you said you didn’t see your family much,I didn’t think it was that bad. Your sister didn’t even know you were FBI’ You nodded as he took a spoonful. ‘I only talk to my younger sister, Tessa. The rest I haven’t seen in ten years’ You looked up at him to find him thinking. ‘At least you finally got to meet my family’ You smiled and he raised his eyebrows

You shrugged taking another spoonful. ‘Did you ever get along with your Dad?’ He asked and you pursed your lips for a second. ‘Yeah, I was his girl, his most trusted, I was to follow in his footsteps, well-’ You sighed. ‘Until I left’ Again Derek was silent for a moment giving you both time to eat the cold treat. ‘Do you ever regret it?’ You bit your lip and shook your head. ‘Sometimes I missed the family aspect but I have the BAU now, that’s all I need’ You left it at that. Derek must have noticed your tone because he didn’t press the matter anymore.

You leaned forwards dropping the now empty tub on the table. Derek stretched and pushed off his boots tossing the to the far side of the room. ‘Oh, make yourself at home’ You said sarcastically. He raised his eyebrows but just leaned forwards capturing your lips with his. ‘I’m glad you’re here’ He whispered against your lips and grabbed a hold of your hips pulling you to him. 

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders throwing one leg over hips hap straddling him. He tightened his arms around you pulling your chest flat against his. You both groaned at the friction it caused as you rubbed against each other. Your hands grabbed handfuls of his shirt tugging. He pulled away from you and grabbed the back of his shirt pulling it over his head.

He tossed it across the room and his lips were back against yours. You shivered as his fingers slipped underneath the oversized shirt you had on, it was then you realised it was Derek’s. You ran your hands up and down his hard chest your fingers tracing his abs. You rolled your hips against his and he groaned again his fingers digging into your hips.

Your hands found his belt and made fast work of the buckle and the zipper of his pants. You tugged at them and Derek raised his hips. The difference of angle made the bulge press against your core and you whined. You could feel him smirk as you pulled down his pants. He wiggled a little trying to push them down all the way, which he succeeded in doing, but in the process ended up grinding up against you, causing you both to let out soft moans.

You grabbed his sides pulling him closer to you as he opened his mouth, You did the same both your tongues colliding in a passionate, desperate kiss. You pulled away and groaned as the doorbell rang. ‘Ignore it’ Derek panted grabbing your hair and pulled your lips back down to his. You moaned and listened. You rolled your hps against his gaining another delicious moan from him.

Then the doorbell rang again, twice. You cursed pulling away. ‘I-I have to’ You breathed as Derek’s lips fell on the tender skin of your neck. He just hummed not letting go you you. Hie reached up pushing the top from your shoulder as his lips followed the path of the fallen fabric.

The doorbell rang again. ‘Derek’ what you hand meant to sound stern came out as nothing more than a pleading moan as Derek bit into the spot at the bottom of your neck. You put your hands on his shoulder and pushed yourself out of his grip. He groaned and his head dropped back.

You bit your lip looking down at him. Damn, he was just pure muscle. A god, just made of hard muscle covered in that soft dark skin that you loved running your tongue over. Derek looked up at you and smirked noticing your lingering gaze.

Then the doorbell. You huffed. ‘Coming’ You shouted and rushed from the room into the hallway You smoothed down your hair and took a deep breath before opening the door. Your eyes widened. ‘Emily, Spencer, Penelope. What are what?’ You gaped. They all smiled. You heard movement in the other room and presumed Derek was  trying to get dressed. ‘We’re here to cheer you up, and no is not an answer’ You stuttered as Penelope explained and pushed by you into the apartment. ‘Wait’ You called.

She stopped in the doorway to the living room and her eyebrows raised. ‘Oh my’ Her voice raising an octave. ‘What?’ Prentiss rushed forwards and you stuttered. ‘Woah’ She came to a stop beside Garcia her jaw dropping. Spencer furrowed his brows and pursed his lips stepping into your apartment. You could already feel yourself heating up. You closed the door and followed them. You would have giggled at the sight if you hadn’t of been so embarrassed.

Derek stood frozen in the middle of your living room his pants almost all the way up staring at you all. ‘Well hi Derek’ Prentiss laughed. That seemed to get him out of his shock and he pulled up his trousers and fastened it up. ‘I knew it’ Garca squealed. ‘I knew you two were hot for each other’ You rolled your eyes stepping by her. ‘We all knew it’ Prentiss chuckled. ‘Explains why Derek wasn’t picking up’ Spencer concluded.

You walked into the room grabbing Derek’s top and handed it to him. He sent you a small smile pulling it on. ‘How long has this been going on?’ Prentiss asked looking between you both. Derek reached out and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. ‘Five months, we’ve been together four’  Garcia squealed. ‘Should-should we go?’ Spencer asked nervous.

You shook your head. ‘Nah, you’re here now, no point wasting a trip’ You nodded to the chairs. Garcia bounced into the room. ‘Where is safe to sit?’ She giggled joking. ‘In this apartment? Nowhere’ Derek laughed and you nudged him knowing the truth behind the words but the others just laughed.

Garcia took the single seat and Reid took the other looking at it skeptically before sitting. Prentiss sat on the opposite end of the couch. Derek fell down onto it too. ‘So, tell me how my two favourite agents got together’ Garcia beamed. ‘Hey’ Emily tried to sound offended but she was smiling too much. You sat beside Derek and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder pulling you too him. ‘Come on’ Emily raised her eyebrows at you. ‘Tell’ Derek laughed.

You looked around at them. Garcia giggling, Emily beaming, and Reid just giving you both a fond loving smile. You knew this was where you belonged. With your team. With your Family.

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Hello, I love your work!! Your Castiel/Misha story, 'Open Your Eyes', I teared up when she had to leave them!! Anyway, I was wondering if you could do a story for Misha or Cas (which ever you'd feel more comfortable with) inspired by the song Dancing in Circles by Lady Gaga? As smutty or non smutty as you want. Please and Thank you!!

Awh thank you so much Anon, that’s so sweet I’m really glad you liked it :) that part almost made me cry when writing it too.

Of course I’d be delighted to write a story for you