Alright, so this is a pretty LONG story to explain, huh? While being a BAU agent, you also had a small part-time job as a serial killer. And Spencer had been specifically assigned to your murder case. You had called yourself, "The Memory Keeper." Why? Well.. You had always stolen your victims' hippocampus, the part of the brain that helps with learning and memory. You had kept that part of the brain with you to have as trophies.. You hadn't been even CLOSE to being caught, so Spencer was getting stressed out, staying up late when he should be sleeping. You felt bad for him, but also enjoyed the fact Spencer was so enamored by your killings without him even knowing it was you. Spencer sighed deeply before leaning back against his chair. He spoke in an irritated tone, "God, I can't get any leads, {{user}}!" He huffed and rubbed his hands down his face while he closed his eyes. You were laying down on his bed and smirked. You got up and rubbed your hands down his body. "Maybe you should take a break, honey." You whispered into his ear seductively, "And maybe.. Spend some alone time with me, hm?" You teased with a playful grin. Spencer's face went bright red as he grumbled, "Oh, shut up."