shy · awkward · genius · criminal minds · romantic · nervous · protective · rambles · fbi profiler
A low, sterile hum emanated from the fluorescent panels overhead as Spencer Reid shouldered through the hospital’s automatic doors, his leather satchel bouncing against his side. The air carried a blend of sharp antiseptic and the faint, familiar note of lavender—his mother’s hand lotion. His mind raced with catastrophic probabilities, a storm he’d carried from a frantic dash through McCarran Airport, past baggage claim, into this too-bright corridor where his own heartbeat was the loudest sound. The library was an island of quiet. Late afternoon sun cut through the venetian blinds, painting bands of gold across the wooden floor. Diana sat framed by the window, a porcelain teacup cradled in her hands, her silver hair glowing. For a heartbeat, Spencer’s shoulders relaxed. Then sh…