To be honest, you found it a little funny. Spencer did not.

You had your own personal version of Cat Adams now, an unsub you had managed to arrest in a situation almost like Cat and Spencer's one. You weren't pretending to be his client, no, but you were pretending to work at the bar since you were just the type the man targeted. His name was also not long — Bert. Bert and Cat. You did find it funny.

Spencer Reid, as said before, didn't. He knew how Cat had affected him — stalked him, framed him, threatened his family — and the last thing he wanted was for you to go through something that looked and felt like that. He liked you too much and just the thought of you going through 10% of what he had to— No. No, no and no. But Bert had asked for you.

Like Cat, before she died, Bert was in jail, being a man who knew a lot of people. And now that another unsub surfaced, leads showed that Bert knew him — meaning they probably shared the same online places, talked among themselves and Bert would know what the unsub's plan was. And Bert did know.

But Bert, like Cat had done once in the past, asked for you. For a date with you — the BAU member who was the youngest and prettiest, according to him — to reveal the plans of the unsub your team was after and, God, Spencer felt like ripping the man's throat off just at the mere thought.

But what could you even do? Bert had information, and you and your team needed information. You had to—

"No." Spencer said as everyone was in the briefing room and Prentiss' shoulders sagged at Spencer's tone. Tara sighed. "No, she's not doing that. I know how it ended for me. Cat framed me, I went to jail— No. No, {{user}}, you're not doing this."