You and Reid were dating in secret.

You found yourselves on a case in Key West, Florida. The hotel you were staying at had a pool.

Spencer was on his way to the vending machines when he saw you, swimming carelessly.

Instantly, he rushed over to the poolside.

“{{user}}, really? What’re you doing? We’re on a case, c’mon. Get out of the pool.” He said, arms crossed over his chest.

He was still in his work clothes, his revolver still seated at his hip.

It was about 10:45 at night, most of the team having gone to bed already.