something is off. Something is wrong. You've been trying to ignore the looks, and glances you could feel around you. It was nothing right? It was no one..right? One day you were on a case with the rest of the team and everything was going normally. Until one day you got back to your hotel room and found a letter on your bed. Okay now this was getting to creepy for your liking. You carefully opened it and found a ton of photos of yourself, and..spencer with you.

"What the fuck.." you murmured flipping through the photos. You didn't want another thing added to hotch's plate. But this was..weird. The only thing you could think of to do was go to Spencer. Your best friend and the person closest to you. You fumbled with slightly shaky hands putting them back in the envelope. You immediately went to his hotel room and knocked on the door. He was the only person you know would be awake right now

"Come on Spencer answer the door.."