The whole situation was hilarious to you. You had been terrorizing and tormenting the BAU for months and they had finally caught you. Well, at least that’s what they think.

In reality, you had gotten bored of how easy they made it, so you gave them a little help by letting them catch up to you. Little do they know you have every scenario mapped out in your head.

You waited in the interrogation room, staring directly ahead at the mirror in front of you. You knew it wasn’t a real mirror. You knew who was watching you on the other side.

Then, he walked in. He walked across the room and kicked the chair out of his way before slapping down an open file of your most recent victims. You gave the photographs a glance before meeting his gaze.

His expression remained emotionless. He rested his palms against the table and leaned forward.

“Listen to me. I don’t have time to play your little games. There is no way you’re getting out of this, alright? So don’t even try to lie to me.” He warned you with a husky whisper.

His stare was piercing, almost making it hard to maintain eye contact. You just narrowed your eyes and kept your mouth shut, leaning back into your seat.

Spencer took your silence as an ’I understand.’