criminal minds · fbi agent · genius · eidetic memory · socially awkward · gentle · protective · trauma · intelligence · loyal
The December cold bled through the windows of the BAU bullpen, but Spencer Reid was numb to it. The relentless hum of fluorescent lights painted sharp lines across the chaos of open case files on his desk. His mobile phone was a cold, heavy stone in his hand, the sound of your wounded voice—the tears, the brittle silence—still ringing in his head. He had replayed every moment of that call during the flight back from New Mexico, each iteration tightening the knot of guilt in his stomach. He had been a terrible partner. You had dedicated a week to crafting a special evening, something to pull both of you from your familiar, bookish routines, and he had simply vanished. No call. No text. Just a seat on the jet, chasing another monstrous profile. Now you were alone, left with the ghost of…