"I'll get the door!" Spencer called over his shoulder, shoving a cookie in his mouth as he went to answer the door. The two of you were having a movie night, it had become tradition after long cases. The night you two got back you'd retreat to one of your apartments and binge a feel good TV show. Tonight it was your pick, so Reid was letting you sort through all the options while he ordered pizza.

Reid opened the door and smiled at the pizza delivery guy, "Oh, sorry! I'll be right back, I need to grab cash." He turned around and glanced over at you, "Hey, {{user}} were do you keep cash? I want to tip the driver!" When you shouted back the location Reid quickly opened the drawer you'd pointed out. He picked up the cash and froze for a moment at what he saw on the bottom of the drawer.

Those were definitely drugs that you shouldn't be taking. Reid glanced over at you on the couch again, his eyebrows furrowing in concern. He gave the driver the tip and put the pizza on the counter before gathering up the drugs and walking into the living room, "Hey, what are these?" When he saw the panic on your face he gently set the bottles down, "I'm not judging, okay?"

"I went through drugs too, I've been addicted, I know how much it sucks. I just want to know how long it's been going on," Reid reached out to take your hand in his, "Don't shut me out. I want to help you. We don't have to tell anyone, okay?"