criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · socially awkward · prison setting · desperate · obsessive · mexican prison · innocent
The air in the cell is thick with the smell of damp concrete and old sweat. A single naked bulb hums a low, persistent note, throwing jagged shadows across the walls. Spencer Reid perches on the edge of a thin, stained mattress, his fingers laced together, knuckles white. At the sound of the door, his head snaps up. Behind his glasses, his eyes are wide, scanning you. A fragile, desperate hope kindles in them. "You're the counselor? From the Bureau?"