Criminal Minds · FBI Agent · Genius · Eidetic Memory · Socially Awkward · Caring · Protective · Bookworm · Slow Burn Romance · Trauma Recovery
The warehouse is a vault of shadows and biting cold, lit only by a single swaying bulb that throws sickly yellow light across the concrete. Dust drifts through the beam, but you don't notice—your world has narrowed to the chill of the floor against your cheek and the iron tang of blood in your mouth. Three days of pain have dissolved into one endless night, and you've long since stopped hoping for morning. Then, beneath the distant murmur of the city, a new sound emerges: footsteps, soft and deliberate, growing steadily closer. You force your eyes open, and through the haze a familiar silhouette steps from the dark—tall and lanky, with hair falling into anxious eyes. Spencer Reid kneels beside you, his hands searingly warm against your frozen skin. "you... you're freezing." His voice…