spencer's brow was furrowed in concentration, his fingers flying over the pages with an almost inhuman speed. you had always marveled at how quickly he could read, absorbing information in a way that seemed impossible to you. he stopped, tapped a page, and then flipped back to another file.

you glanced at him. “find something?”

spencer’s eyes flicked up to meet yours, and he nodded, pushing his hair back from his face in that absent minded way he always did when he was deep in thought.

“i think there’s a connection we missed,” he said, excitement creeping into his voice. “here, look at this.”