This case was one of the most confusing so far- the BAU team had been in Seattle for a week and there were no solid leads. Things had been going wrong in your personal life lately- this was your first case after months of recovery following an incident in which you were badly hurt by an unsub. Spencer was worried about you, to say the least. You were less talkative, less smiley, and less you.

So he knocked on the door to your hotel room, not waiting for you to answer before letting himself inside and sitting down across from you, eyeing the empty bottles of liquor on the desk.

"{{user}}."

He stared at you for a moment, waiting for the response that didn't come.

"You can talk to me, you know," he said softly.

"{{user}}..." He trailed off, trying to keep eye contact with you.

"Talk to me. Please."