M.G.G/S.R Oneshots

Seaver (s.r) 4

spencer reid x reader, bau x reader
summary: reader and spencer finally have a chat
warnings: angst, fluff, language, mention of human trafficking

Spencer had still decided to ignore you over the weekend.

it wasn't until you were in North Carolina did he finally decide to talk to you.

you were sat in the car with Seaver and Morgan, speeding to find Robert.

Seaver pointed out his car, and all three of you jumped out, pointing your weapons at the car.

Morgan shouted at the man, but the car started to speed away.

Morgan took off, running after the car with you hot on his trail.

no way in hell were you letting this man get away. you both hopped over a white fence, running over to the pond where Robert had drove the car in.

the only thought in your mind was that you needed to get this girl out. so, without thinking twice you dove in after Morgan.

the water was cold, as you swam down to the car. you saw Derek had the girl, but Robert was pulling her back in the water.

you grabbed your gun, shooting at Robert as blood started to fill the water. your lungs were burning as you swam up, meeting Morgan on land as you coughed.

he was giving her CPR.

"come on, baby." Morgan muttered, his hands pumping her heart.

the blonde girl started coughing up water, as you both relaxed.

a hour later, and a lot shivering, you finally arrived back at the police station. your clothes were soaking wet, your hair slightly damp.

"Y/n? what happened?" Spencer asked you, his face with worry.

"water." you answered shortly, walking past him to get dry clothes.

when you came out of the bathroom, you saw Spencer tell Ashley it was time to leave. rolling your eyes, you strolled past the two and got into the black SUV.

Spencer was seated next to you, Seaver in the passenger seat as Rossi drove. you didn't know why Morgan and Hotch couldn't let you ride with them.

your head rested against the window, as you pulled up to the airport. you felt Spencer's eyes on you as you sat in the back, the leather seat comforting you.

the next week, you had gotten a case in Florida. it went by fairly quick, but it was intense.

by the next few weeks, Hotch had called you in bright and early. the sun was barely out as you walked into the round table room.

coffee mug in your hand, you sleepily sat down in a chair. Garcia walked in a few seconds after you, sitting down next to you.

"where's Hotch?" she asked.

"any minute." Rossi replied, looking over his iPad.

"i didn't get a file sent to me. did a case go directly to him?"

"don't know." Rossi shrugged.

"when's the last time you were called in this early?" Seaver asked, looking around at you all.

"three years eight months." Spencer replied quickly, staring at your tired body.

"and what happened?" Seaver questioned, looking at Spencer.

"Gideon left." you answered shortly, looking at the blonde.

"who's leaving?" Garcia asked worriedly.