You’d been at the BAU for a while- you’d practically lost count of how many months you’d been there. You felt as though it could collapse at any second, though.

You weren’t supposed to lie- you hadn’t meant to- but when you were asked if you had any mental illnesses- you didn’t even think before you’d said no. But Reid knew… of course he knew he sat right next to you every day-

You were autistic- and no one else knew but Reid. And that was okay- because reid always helped you with it