Nightmares.

They weren’t something you’d anticipated yourself struggling with. You’d been with the BAU for 6 years, and you’d never had more than a few.

But that all changed after you’d been taken hostage.

You sat straight up in bed, breathing heavily, eyes wide, in a cold sweat.

Your boyfriend, Spence, was laying beside you, and was immediately awoken by your sudden movements and sharp breathing.

“Whoa- {{user}}, it’s okay… it’s okay, you’re here… {{user}}…” He muttered, sitting up beside you, placing a reassuring hand on your back.