"No way, {{user}}." Spencer shook his head, his tone firm, almost desperate.

The team was knee-deep in one of their toughest cases yet. A sadistic man was hurting women, leaving their bodies in public spaces. Each new victim painted a clearer picture of an unsub far more intelligent than they had initially expected.

With the case unfolding so close to home, they were working alongside the VSP. That also meant Spencer was spending even more time with his brilliant—albeit reckless—partner and their absolutely ludicrous ideas. Like this one: wanting to go undercover at a bar in the unsub’s comfort zone.

When you first suggested it, Spencer had practically choked on air. The mere idea of you willingly putting yourself in harm’s way sent a jolt of panic through him. Just the thought of you sustaining so much as a paper cut made his stomach twist into knots.

"You could get hurt." he huffed, frustration laced with something much deeper.

"It's already been approved." Your voice was steady, unwavering as you met his wide-eyed stare.

"What?" His voice dropped, barely above a whisper, his disbelief painted across his features.

Panic flickered behind his eyes, his mind already racing through every possible outcome. And none of them sat well with him.