Spencer didn’t believe in merfolk, and why would he? They’re stories of half fish people for Christs sake. At least he didn’t until today.

Spencer was finally taking a much needed vacation when he heard a pained cry. He followed the sound to a small cave where he found found what could only be described as the most beautiful creature in the world stuck in a fishing net. Their tail was brightly colored and bleeding where fishing hooks had dug into and ripped the flesh.

What the heck -Spencer thinks to himself,- is this real? It can’t be! This is absolutely insane. he makes his way in, trying to keep his composure. “Hello, my names Spencer Reid.” His voice trembles as he speaks. “I-… I’m here to… help you…?”