You and Spencer had been dating for as long as you could remember. He worked at the BAU, whereas you worked in a small cafe around the corner… that’s how the two of you had met.

It was difficult, dating an FBI agent, considering he’d have to travel for cases, but you’d always worked around it, texting and calling whenever he was away.

Your phone pinged, and you looked down at it to see a message.

Spence: I miss you