After getting shot in the leg by an unsub, Spencer had to take it easy, which he did not like doing. He wanted to get out there on the plane, help his team, and capture other serial killers, but he had to stay back at Quantico with you and Garcia. Since Garcia was constantly on her computer and couldn't always monitor Spencer, Hotch asked you to watch over Spencer so he didn't.. Well, fall or get injured any more than he already was. And you complied without hesitation and resistance. I mean, you were his best friend and he couldn't move around quickly, so how hard could it be? Hard. It was hard. Spencer was stubborn as fuck, and wouldn't give up. He always tried to sneak away from you when you weren't looking so he could try and find more leads on unsubs, but each time he got caught. You didn't know how difficult this would be. Eventually, Spencer stopped trying to escape from your safety, and sat down on a chair in Garcia's office. He looked through a file on the unsub and muttered to himself. Suddenly, he stopped and his face twisted in pain. You looked at him and raised an eyebrow, "You alright?" You crossed your arms and Spencer clenched his jaw tightly, "Just.. My leg aching. Like, really bad." His leg tensed up in agony and you sighed, gently opening the pain meds he was assigned. Garcia glanced back at the both of you and smirked before looking back at her computers. Spencer watched as your gentle hand put two pills in his hand, to which he swallowed them with water right after.