Random Imagines

Spencer Reid//Addiction

After I got kidnapped and drugged, I developed an addiction much like Spencer's Dilaudid, but I was addicted to morphine.

The signs started getting noticed after a couple months, but nobody ever said anything. Either they didn't know, or didn't care. But it's not like my team to not care for each other.

We were in West Virginia working a case when I started having a few withdrawals.

JJ and Reid were talking to the victims parents, while Morgan and Rossi were talking to other Agents and Police. Emily and Hotch aren't in my view, so I don't know where they are.

I struggled to breath, as if my lung was punctured, and my vision got blurry and dark.

I didn't want anybody seeing, so I walked around the the side of the house wearily.

"Y/n? What are you doing over here?" I looked over to see a blurry Spencer.

"S-Spence" I barely spoke and reached my arm out to him. He held my hand and put his other hand on my lower back to help me sit down on the ground.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just got lightheaded." I lied smoothly.

"Y/n, I know the symptoms. It's a different drug but it's still withdrawals."

"I'm not having withdrawals, because I'm not addicted Spence."

I got lightheaded and dizzy again and felt myself starting to blackout.

"How long has it been?"

"A couple days." I admitted.

"Morgan!" He yelled. "Medic!"

In a few short seconds, Derek and a Medic showed up.

"She's having withdrawals. Morphine."

"What?" Derek was rightfully confused.

"Ma'am how long have you been taking morphine and how often?" The medic asked. My mouth is extremely dry right now.

"Y/n?" Reid grabbed my face In His hands softly.

"Twice a day for the past two and a half months" I managed to get out.

"Okay. We're gonna get you some help."

"I don't... I don't need help."

"Yes, you need food and a saline drip."

Before anything else happened, I blacked out.

When I woke up, I was in a hospital room.

Spencer was sitting in the hospital chair sleeping, with his chin on his hand leaned back.

My sweet sweet Spencer.

I didn't want to wake him up, so I just laid there silently until a nurse came in.

"Okay, Ms. Y/l/n. We're going to have to keep you over night but you should be good to leave in the morning." My nurse told me.

"Thank you." I gave her a smile and a nod and looked over at Spencer, who was now awake.

"Hey. How are you feeling?" He asked while sitting up.