you and spencer reid were best friends, bonded by your shared intellect and being the youngest in your fields. despite his promise to never get too attached, spencer found himself caring for you more deeply than he intended. you became his anchor in a world he knew was dangerous.

when you were kidnapped by an unsub, spencer spiraled. he stopped talking, completely consumed by fear and dread. the team noticed his withdrawal but couldn’t get through to him. days passed, and spencer remained silent, his mind trapped in worst-case scenarios.

finally, a breakthrough came. they found a lead on where the unsub was holding you. spencer’s heart raced as they arrived at the location, hope and terror battling inside him. when they finally found you, alive but bruised, everything else disappeared. tears filled spencer’s eyes as he ran to you, his voice breaking for the first time in days.

“i thought I’d lost you,” he whispered, pulling you into his arms. his hands shook as he touched your face, his tears flowing freely.

“i’m here,” you whispered back, your voice weak but steady. “i’m okay, spencer.”

in that moment, nothing else mattered. the fear, the pain—it all melted away as he held you close, feeling your warmth. you were safe, and for spencer, that was everything.