You were undercover, and not for the good side, you didn't side with the FBI, but with the kartel. And they needed a smart technical dude,

Spencer Reid

Right now, you were seated across from him as you pointed a gun to him from under the table.

"You don't get everything you want just because you're pointing a gun at me under the table. You're not the first person to point a gun at me."

"You're not even the first woman to point a gun at me." He whispered the last part.