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x-reader-theater · 3 years

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Inspired by the @katytheinspiredworkaholic Noir AU mood board, Spencer dating Hotches or Alvezes younger brother in around 20's-40's era when it was still illegal. Hotch or Alvez (who ever you choose) would be some sort of important name in the city so obviously the reader would be too, being from a wealthy family. So it is especially hard for the reader and Spencer to sneak around kissing and stuff when everyone has their eyes on the reader. But one day the reader realises that fuck the others, he is wealthy and so known that no-one dared to mess with him anyway so reader and Spencer would publicly announce their relation ship.

(sorry if its too long of a request)

This got away from me a bit, I'm so sorry. I also made a moodboard because I was so inspired. This was soooooo much fun to write. I love me a good noir AU loll. Edited by @mystic-writes

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You laugh lightly as Spencer pushes you into the wall right outside of your bedroom, kissing down your neck and sucking right below your collarbone. You chose to have your top three buttons undone tonight, just for this very purpose. You wanted to entice, without making it known that it was your intention. You got a few ladies coming over to try and talk to you, much to your brother's delight, but you rebuffed every single one of them. They weren't who your heart was truly with.

You moan as you grind your hips against Spencer's and pant out, "We- uh- we should get inside. Before someone sees us."

"Let them," Spencer says, kissing your neck more. "Let them see us. I don't care."

You push Spencer away, holding him at arm's length, before saying, "I do. I care. Do you know what my brother would do if he found out who I shared my bed with?"

You look away from Spencer, who sighs. "Maybe I should go-"

"No, wait," you say, grabbing his wrist. "Please don't. Just, hold me tonight?"

Spencer smiles and kisses you.

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"Hey! Little brother! Come to watch the show?" your older brother Luke asks you from his usual seat. He's the only one in the club, but that makes sense since the sun hasn't even set yet. You walk over and sit down next to him, and he leans over, whispering, "Isn't she a vision?"

he points to the obviously very beautiful woman on stage, with dark skin and black hair curled beautifully on her head. She's wearing a white rhinestoned dress with spaghetti straps and you think you see her pearly white heels underneath . She looks stunning.

"She's not my type," you say, leaning back and listening to her sing.

Luke hits your arm. "No one is! I swear, if Ma and Pa hadn't raised me to be such a gentleman, I would be kickin' the snot out of you to find out."

You snort when he says he's a gentleman, but cross your arms and ignore it. "I do have a type. You just don't know what it is," you snort, and look over at your brother, who's frowning at you. "You're not her type either." You nod to the woman on stage.

"What do you mean? I'm everybody's type!" Luke exclaims and the woman glares at you.

You snort. "She keeps looking over at Penelope at the bar, making sure she's watching. She's singing a love song, but the only person in the entire place that it's for is your bartender."

Luke's eyes go wide, and you smile and slap him on the shoulder, while the woman finishes her song. You give Penelope a wink as you exit.

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That night, you walk into the club. No one's singing at the moment, but you met the woman, Tara, back behind the stage in one of the back rooms that had been converted into a dressing room for her. She's going to go on stage later, and you paid her something extra to make the first song a love song.

You were good for it after all.

You haven't been keeping up with the family as much as you used to, but you notice your brother doing deals every now and again, and you have to step in to save him from getting his ass beat.

You take a deep breath and walk into the crowded club, the low jazz coming from the band on stage. You walk over to the bar and order a gin from Emily, who smiles at you and takes it from your fingers before you can grab it. She points at one of the tables where you see Spencer, sitting with a woman, ignoring her flirting. You sigh and thank Emily, before going to the table with your drink, and sitting down on Spencer's other side.

"[Y/N]!" he exclaims, a grateful look in his eyes.

"Spencer! Good to see you," you say, clasping a hand onto his shoulder. You squeeze it and he smiles at you. "Who's your friend here?" You ask, gesturing to her, but you don't stop touching him.

"Uh, this is… uh…" he starts to say, but the woman frowns at him when he doesn't say it.

"I'm Lila. Lila Archer," she says. While you're in Chicago, most folks around here don't have any sort of accent. She however has a southern lilt to her words. She's blonde haired and blue eyed, and she looks incredibly uncomfortable in here, surrounded by both black and white folks. There was also the occasional Hispanic person in here, like your brother, but they are few and far between.

Your brother owns one of the only mixed race clubs in town, only because he was adopted into the family as a young boy. He has the money as a non-white to own and run a business. Helps that his "family" is a majority white as well.

Your grandfather was sent to Chicago from New York to make sure the city knew the Italians still ran the place. But, he likes to pick up a lot of strays.

Doctor Spencer Reid being one of them. No one quite knows what he's a doctor of, but he seems to be a doctor of everything. Medicine, the arts, mathematics, you name it, he probably knows it. It's one of the many reasons you fell in love with him.

"Miss Archer. I've never seen you in here before. Is this your first time visiting my brother's club?" You ask.

She nods stiffly. "That's right. My father wants to buy this place, but he can't seem to put in an offer big enough. Says he wants to rid the city of it's filth and reclaim it for the whites once again."

"Well, Miss Archer, as you can see, there are plenty of whites here tonight," you say, gesturing to the people seated at tables and getting drinks from the bar. "And I'm really hoping you don't share the same… convictions as he does, because otherwise, I might just have to get one of my people to throw you out of here."

You make eye contact with Morgan who's sitting at a nearby table and he nods at you, acknowledging what you want.

"I-" she begins to say, before she deflates. "I wanted to see what was so bad, all the voodoo and evil devil worshiping he says he's seen you folks doin'. But, y'all just seem like good honest people."

You smile at her and stand up. "I'm glad to hear it, Miss Archer. I think you'll find we're a lot more human than everyone makes us out to be." She smiles at you and you turn to Spencer, holding out your hand. "Now, my good doctor, would you do me the pleasure of joining me for a dance? Miss Lewis is about to start her singing, and I heard it's going to be *beautiful*."

Spencer grins and takes your hand. You drag him to the dance floor, where there's already a group of people dancing together, swinging them around their bodies, moving and shaking and laughing.

The music gradually changes, and while it does get slower and softer, it is by no means a slow dancing tune.

You start shaking your hips and kicking your legs and Spencer does the same. He spins you around, almost forcing you to go out and in, and it's perfect. The melody is beautifully sung by Tara, and you smile as your back is pulled to Spencer's chest. He loops his arms around you, and you look up at him, smiling.

He's looking at you with a quizzical look, as if saying, "You sure you want to do this?"

Instead of answering, you kiss him. He opens his mouth and you slide your tongue into his mouth, capturing his mouth in a wet and heated kiss. When you pull away, he has the happiest smile on his face.

You look over at your brother, who has the angriest look on his face, and you raise an eyebrow, silently saying, "Just try to stop me."

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contentconsumer · 3 years

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You're freaking me out

a/n: keep sending in your requests! my masterlist can be found here, my prompt list here and ships are open so find my requirements here NOT MY GIF! sorry for the lack of posting... i'm working 3 jobs rn so am quite busy but enjoy this cute luke fic! word count: 1.8K pairing: Luke Alvez X Female!Reader warnings: n/a summary: you and luke had been so careful hiding your relationship until you're forced to work together requested?: nope! just getting back into writing!

You knew you were dating Luke Alvez. Luke knew he was dating officer Y/L/N. But that’s everyone who knew you were a couple. You had been seeing Luke for around 8 months and you two had moved pretty quickly with you spending more time at his apartment with Roxy than your own recently but due to Luke’s career choice alongside your being a chief officer within the Virginia Police you both found it may to best to keep your relationship a secret for now. Yet this didn’t stop you from gossiping to your colleagues about the man they had labelled ‘tall, dark and handsome’.

“Due to the proximity of this case we are joining Virginia PD at the latest crime scene” Emily finished giving the brief, Luke couldn’t help the way his heart fluttered slightly with the knowledge that he would be seeing you at work and he felt guilty due to the circumstances. “Reid, Lewis you head over to the ME office, Rossi you stay here with Garcia, Simmons and Alvez head over to the offices, the chief is waiting for you there, JJ and I will go to the crime scene.” Everyone stood from the round table, bussing themselves with their instructions.

“Okay look, you’re starting to freak me out a little bit” Luke turns his head from the road to meet Matt’s gaze, “Freaking you out? How?” Luke scoffs in response, “You’re smiling.” “Smiling?” “Yeah you keep doing that weird smirk thing, like you’re excited and it’s freaking me out that you’re excited to go to a police department to try and help solve a suspicious string of murders.” “Maybe I’m just in a good mood - also stop profiling me, that’s weird”

‘SSA agent Simmons and this is my partner Agent Alvez” “Nice to meet you, I’m officer Bennett, you’ll be meeting with my chief when she gets here but feel free to make yourselves at home here” the young woman opens a door to an empty conference room, “Thanks this is great” Matt hums positively already grabbing files to lay out, “Did you say the chief wasn’t here yet?” Alvez queries, right as the woman is about to leave the room she stops by the doorway and turns back around, “Yeah she’s normally late, turns up on this awful old motorcycle that breaks down more than it runs” the officer chuckles under her breath while Luke shoots her a small smile, trying not to hint to the fact that he knew exactly who was going to walk through that door holding the motorbike helmet he had brought for your birthday.

A few minutes pass, with Matt and Luke conversing and lulling thoughts of the case over while simultaneously putting photos of the victims on a clear board. Both their heads shoot behind them as they hear the creak of the office door, “Hi, I’m the leading chief of this case, Officer, Y/L/N, but Y/N is completely fine” you introduce yourself without looking up from the case file that was handed to you as soon as you walked into the precinct, when you do eventually look up your eyes meet no other than your boyfriend, but your eyes are torn away when his partner introduces himself, from Luke’s stories you already know who the agent stood before you is yet hold your tongue as he finishes, “and this is my partner agent Luke Alvez” “Nice to meet you,” you shake his outstanding hand then turn to Luke, there’s an awkward feel to the air, with hesitation you stick your hand out, reluctantly he takes it and shakes it in the most cumbersome manner. While you two believe despite the slight tension you play the part of not knowing each other pretty well and to the naked eye you may have passed the test however, not to the profiller next to you who is watching the whole scene unfold with a raised eyebrow. You three quickly begin to discuss the case and possible leads, before long JJ and Prentiss return from the crime scene with little information, as they return you ask if you can get them anything, to which they hum with coffee orders. You return within minutes passing out all the cups without hesitation, before making your return to your office to give the BAU their privacy.

A couple of days later, the current case was still open, but the list of possible perpetrators was slowly decreasing as time passed. “Hey,” Matt opens conversation with Prentiss, Rossi and Reid as they stood looking over the current case, “have any of you noticed anything weird about Luke and that chief, um Y/N?” “What do you mean?” Prentiss shoots a puzzled look, wondering where this had come from, “Well, when they ‘met’' he begins with air quotes, “it was like they knew each other but were pretending they didn’t, then when she went and got us coffee - she handed Luke his but he never gave her his order…” “So you think they know each other?” Rossi questions, “Well is it that weird of a conclusion?” Simmons asks, “Last time I was in here when they were interacting, they were stood close to each other” Reid begins, “In a study from 2017 it was recorded that humans feel the most at ease stood 3-4 foot from an stranger yet if you know the person you’re more likely to stand around 2 foot away yet a significant other you’re most likely to stand within a foot of each as it creates a sense of safety within a relationship.” Reid rambles on, “You’re implying, Luke Alvez as in our Luke Alvez is in a relationship with the chief officer of Virginia PD?” Emily asks outright. “Well, I mean not for sure yet,” Matt hesitates, “but just keep an eye on them, you’ll see what I mean.”

And so they did, word around the BAU team quickly spread and before you know it, they were all watching your interactions with Luke very closely and they had to admit you and Luke worked well together... a bit too well in the eyes of profilers.

Although, you and Luke believed you two were being rather natural in this whole ‘we don’t know each other’ acting gig it may be falling through, you both noticed how the BAU suddenly took an interest in the way you and Luke acted and you both theorized his team may be catching on, but it wasnt just his team, you’re two work best friends were also suspicious of this new man matching their ‘tall dark and handsome’ description and decided to try and trip you up too, “Nooo Y/N you have to give us more about this mystery man” one of your friends began the teasing making sure agent Alvez was in earshot “Look, I’m not discussing this any further with either of you,” you pointed to both friends, “also I’m you’re boss - go do some work” “But I want to hear about the guys who gives you the best sex you’ve ever had” You’re other friend chimes in, and just as they expected - Alvez’s face turned a crimson red.

“Best sex you ever had huh?” Luke questions you later that night while sharing his bed, “Oh shut up, I don’t wanna hear it from you Alvez” you chuckle, “Not after I had JJ question if I was seeing someone while passing me a case file.” The pair of you spend the night wrapped in each other's arms giggling like highschoolers about the encounters you’ve had with the two teams and trying to forget about the horrible case running through both your minds. The morning follows you’re awaken rudely by your alarm - Luke is already awake next to you - him being more of a morning person than you will ever be, you snuggle deeper into the blankets and feel him pull you against his chest “You need to get up sleepyhead” He rasps out, “Not yet” you whine closing your eyes, “Yes yet,” Luke chuckles and you feel his chest shake, “You’ve gotta get up as I need you to leave before me, can’t have us showing up to work at the same time, not with your reputation of being late.” “Aw, you don’t wanna ruin your reputation?” You tease, “Well good thing that this is nearly over then trust me - we never have to work together again” “Well, maybe I enjoyed it” Luke smiles, “Really?” you beam back “Really, but I do miss not being able to do this in front of people” He gives you a quick peck on the lips then begins to get up and stretch out his muscles - “Well we might as well give it up soon,” you say, “after all both our teams think something sketchy is going on plus we were hiding our relationship due to our career paths and if I can’t share it with my best friends and you with your family what's the point? We both know they can keep our secret safe” you begin to get anxious as you bring up the possibility of exposing your relationship with Luke, fearful of his reaction yet it fills you with confidence when he replied, “Yeah, I say we go for it.”

By the end of the case, both your team and the BAU were almost certain something was going on between you and Luke, but you two were stupid - it was obvious they were all watching you and hiding your relationship was becoming harder and harder, with multiple pairs of eyes watching you it was difficult to do things that became second nature in your relationship like lift sharing or hand holding. As the team packed up their boxes to return to Quantico you can’t help but feel slightly bittersweet - after all this the most you’ve seen Luke in months and yet he’ll be gone again by the end of the morning. ‘It was really nice to work with you,” Emily comes to thank you, “Hopefully we can meet again, but under better circumstances `''I would like that” you answer honestly with a smile. The BAU bundle into the elevator of your precinct and are about to leave Luke stops the door, “Sorry I forgot one thing,” he protests to all the sighs and bickering of the rest of the team. He jogs over to you, grabs each side of his face with both hands and pulls his lips to yours - cue the jumble of cheers and ‘I knew it’s!” from both your team and the BAU.

It’s safe to say now Luke had a lot of explaining to do on the drive back and consequently when he comes to bring you your forgotten lunch due to you leaving too late, your officers warn you with a “Hey chief, tall, dark and handsome here for you again”.

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golden-barnes · 3 years

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Calling for backup

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem! Reader

Warning: Mentions of a bad case. I try not to go into details.

Category: Fluff and a little bit of angst.

Description: Luke And Penelope tried to mind their business but they hate seeing the resident genius down.

Word count: 1.1k

A/N: Thank you for all the support on Meddlesome. I didn't think it would be as much of a hit as it is, and now (in the minute of me posting it) it has 352 notes. Also, I would like to see more works with Tara and Matt appearing in them. This is me starting to do it.

"Garcia, no," Luke whispered into his phone. Rubbing his temples trying to stop the headache that would no doubt be appearing.

"Luke Alvez, you know I can't sit around and do nothing. You heard him!" Penelope Garcia shouted at the man. Luke sighed knowing that there's no way to get Garcia to drop the matter.

"Yes, and we both know how annoyed he gets when you meddle. He is still pissed about last time" Luke tried to reason with her. Remembering about the talk Spencer had with them when they all got back to the office. Begging them to stay quiet for a while about his girlfriend.

"But this isn't like last time" Garcia groaned. Before Luke argues with her, he heard Tara calling him over to where she was.

"Listen I have to go but don't do anything," Luke told her. Garcia let out a grunt in disapproval but Luke knew she would listen. She loves Spencer too much to make him mad. Luke chuckled and hanged up his phone.

He walked towards Tara, who was in the station's lunchroom with a coffee in hand. He noticed that her gaze was directed towards Spencer. The tall man looked tired and stressed. His unruly curls were all over the place. And the bags under the eyes were more noticeable than ever. This case wasn't easy for him. It wasn't for anyone but it was hitting Spencer the hardest.

"He is gonna work himself to the bone if he doesn't stop," Tara said, taking a sip from her coffee.

"You know he won't stop until he finds something," Matt says grabbing a cup from the cupboard and filling it with coffee. Probably the only thing the BAU was drinking all day.

"I just- I hate seeing him like this," Tara stated. Matt and Luke shared a look and nodded. Nobody liked seeing their resident genius tired and overworked. Thank God, Emily, JJ, and Rossi were somewhere else because they would be even more affected by the scene that was playing in front of them.

Spencer looked like he was about to pull all his hair out. He hadn't stopped pacing and looking at the board. Trying to connect the dots or find some missing piece of the puzzle. He was so wrapped up in trying to figure it out that he didn't notice his friends staring at him. Spencer was brought back to reality when he felt his phone vibrating.

Luke saw Spencer taking his phone out of his pocket and putting it up to his ear. He was smiling; for the first time since they got this case, Spencer smiled. He quickly typed something and looked up to the board again. His eyes widen and his mouth open. He rushed to where Luke, Tara, and Matt were standing.

"I think I know where the unsub is heading next." He exclaimed. Tara and Matt followed him back to where the board was. But Luke stayed behind a bit to think. Maybe, he should tell Garcia.

The car ride back to the station was quiet. A horrible ending to an already bad case. Luke couldn't help but look to his side and see his friend even worse than before. Spencer looked like he was 4 minutes from crying. And Luke couldn't blame him, it was a bad case.

So Luke did the unspeakable. He texted Garcia when they got on the jet and knew that Spencer wouldn't see his phone.

Do anything. And with that message, Garcia set her nefarious plan to help out Spencer.

Spencer just wanted to go home and cuddle with his girlfriend but Luke told him Emily wanted everyone to go back to the office. He didn't tell Spencer the reason but he knows Luke would never lie to him. And, honestly, he was too fucking tired to care. He slumped his bag on his shoulder and got on the elevator. At the pace he was walking, it wasn't a surprise that he was the last one to arrive at the BAU. He could feel his friends almost speed walking towards the entrance. Even Rossi! They just zoomed right past him as if they had a competition of who could get to the office first.

When he got to the BAU, he noted that there was nobody in the bullpen. He walked over to his, to leave his bag at the desk when he noticed sounds coming from the round table room. He heard laughter coming from the room and he decided to investigate. He pushed open the door to see all his friends gathered around the table.

Rossi winked at the lanky man while Luke helped Penelope fix the table. Emily was talking with JJ while serving her a glass of wine.

“Hey Spence. Took you long enough.” JJ said when she noticed her best friend entering the room. Spencer gave her his famous “white person” smile. Even though all his friend seemed to be in a good mood, even after what they just saw, Spencer really wasn’t in the mood to be here.

Suddenly, Spencer heard laugher again and he turned his head towards the door to see Matt and Tara laughing and carrying pizza boxes. Wait is that?

“Y/N!?” Spencer said in shock. The woman stopped laughing with her boyfriend’s friends and gave her boyfriend a warm smile. She set the pizza box down on the table. Spencer couldn’t help but go up to her and pull her into a hug. Usually Spencer keep his PDA to a minimum but after the day he just had, he couldn’t believe she was here.

“Heeeyyy Spencer.” She giggled. Spencer could feel everyone’s eyes on him but did he care? Nope. Once they pulled away, Garcia started to clap and squeal.

“Surprise mighty professor!” She screamed. Luke wince at her tone. Emily and JJ laughed at them.

“How? What?” Spencer stuttered out looking at his girlfriend and his dear friends.

“Garcia wanted to cheer you up and I told her to not meddle again.” Luke started to say.

“But then he backtracked and told me to do something soooo…” Garcia continued. Tara chuckled.

“When we were still on the jet, Garcia made a group chat with Y/N. “ Tara explained.

“And she planned the entire thing. She even bought the pizza. A real smart one, this one.” Rossi said winking at Y/N.

“Yeah she is.” Spencer responded in a low voice. Y/N looked at her boyfriend and smiled.

“Seriously, where have you been hiding her? She is hilarious.” Matt told them.

“Hey, can we dig in? Nobody wants to eat cold pizza.” Everyone nodded in agreement to what Emily said. And they decided to open the pizza boxes. Spencer looked at his girlfriend and gave her another smile.

“Thank you.” He whispered.

“Anything for you bubs.” She said hugging his side. “C’mon let's dig in before these heathens eat everything.” The entire team started to chuckle at Y/N’s joke. Spencer had finally smiled sincerely for the first time today. The words I love you were on the tip of his tongue. But that was for another day….

A/N: Not the best finale but it’s something...

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chimnevhan · 3 years

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Mystery Man: Luke Alvez x Female Reader

Prompt: The reader has to go to a wedding and tells her mother she is bringing her “boyfriend” that doesn’t actually exist, so Luke volunteers to go.

Words: 4.7k

Notes: This is my first real fanfiction I have written in about a year! I hope you enjoy

~~~~~~~~~~~ Y/n woke up to the sound of her phone ringing. She checked the caller id to see that it was her mother. She answered the call and her mother began to yell in her ear.

“Y/n this wedding is in two weeks, and you said you were going to rsvp last week. You are cutting very close to the deadline and you know your cousin hates it when you do that. Also, are you bringing that mystery boyfriend?” Y/n’s mother yelled through the phone.

“Good morning to you to Mother. I know I said I was going to rsvp last week, I just got busy with a new case. I will put in for the time off today and talk to my boyfriend and see if he wants to come with.” Y/n said as she started to stress over how there was no mystery boyfriend. She made it up to please her mother.

“There is no seeing if he wants to come with Y/n. He is either coming or you are not coming at all. I can not have my only daughter come without her boyfriend. The family will think I raised you to be a joke, which I did not. Do you understand me? Send in your rsvp today and I will talk to you later.” With that, her mother hangs up leaving y/n speechless as she lay in her bed. Y/n looked at the clock and realized she was going to be late for work.

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As soon as y/n sat down at her desk, Luke could immediately tell something was off about her mood. It didn’t take a profiler to tell she was upset about something. He was about to get up to ask her what was wrong but before he could Emily called the team into the briefing room. Luke walked with y/n to the briefing room.

“Hey, do you want to talk about it on the jet?” He whispered in her ear as they walked up the steps. She nodded in response as she walked into the room. Luke took the seat next to her and opened up his tablet to see what the case was about.

“We have a case in Lewiston, Maine. Four women have been tortured and killed in the last 4 days. The local police are calling us in due to the connections each of the victims have. They are all between the ages of 21-25 and were all last seen leaving local bars. Alright, we will discuss more once we get there. Get your go bags and then wheels up.” Emily stated as she turned off the board and walked out of the room.

Y/n and Luke grabbed their bags from under their desks and headed to the elevator. Once the elevator doors shut Luke looked at his sad coworker.

“So what is going on in that beautiful head of yours?” Luke asked as he put his hand on y/n’s back.

“Oh my cousin’s wedding and just me disappointing my mother again. How does she expect me to have a boyfriend with the job I have? I honestly do not understand how JJ and Will make it work. I mean they even have kids too.” Y/n said with a sigh as she looked up at Luke.

“So what about the wedding. Are you going? It will be a good chance to get out of work for a week. You do need a break.” Luke said, trying to comfort her.

“I want to go, I think it would be nice, but I don’t have a boyfriend. I told my mom I had a boyfriend about 4 months ago. Yet I don’t, and she said if I don’t bring him with me, I am not allowed to go.”

“I will go. You know, if you want. I mean come on. The team already thinks we are dating. We spend almost every day together, we share rooms on cases, how hard could it be?” Luke said with a smile as the elevator doors opened.

“Luke, are you sure? I mean. It is a lot more than what we have now. You know my family.” Y/n said as she got into the passenger side of Luke’s car.

“I am sure. I have a suit and everything. Just let me know how many days and I will request off. I have as many vacation days as you if not more. I am sure Garcia would be more than happy to watch Roxy while I am gone.” Luke replied as he started the car. “Plus, it will get you a break from your mother hounding you.”

“Well, I guess I will send in the rsvp,” Y/n mumbled as she took out her phone. With a click of a button, she was in. “No backing out on me now Alvez.” Y/n said with a smirk on her face.

They arrived at the airport in no time and met the rest of the team on the jet. As they walked in they received smirks from the rest of the team.

“There are the love birds.” Rossi said as Luke and y/n sat down on the couch. Everybody laughed and received eye rolls from the pair.

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The flight wasn’t long and the team was in Lewiston within 2 hours. Emily assigned everyone to go to different offices, pairing everyone up. Reid and Simmons, Tara and Rossi, Her and JJ, and Y/n and Luke.

On their way to the corners, Luke asked Y/n about what he should bring and what he should be expecting at this wedding.

“Well it is in the Bahamas so bring a swimsuit, and nice dress clothes. Honestly Luke, just be yourself. My family will like you more than they like me anyway.”

“Oh, Y/n that isn’t true. I am sure they all love you very much.” Luke comforted her with a soft smile.

“Well. We will be sharing a room, but that shouldn’t be a problem, since we do it all the time. Basically, act as my boyfriend. Kiss me every now and then, hold my hand, tell me you love me. I will play along. No one there will notice a thing, they didn’t go to school to be a profiler. They don’t notice the little things like you and I do.” Y/n told him as they pulled into the corners parking lot.

“So you wouldn’t mind if I just-” Luke grabbed y/n and kissed her.

“LUKE!! Oh my god- WE ARE WORKING!!” Y/n screamed as she pulled away. “But yes, do that, except when we are not working!!” As y/n got out of the car, Luke sat there in shock. After a few seconds passed he got out of the car

The two of them walked into the coroner's office, silently. Y/n was still shocked that Luke would kiss her in the middle of a case. They met up with the medical examiner and went back to the morgue. The bodies laid covered on tables throughout the room.

“Which is the first victim?” Y/n asked the medical examiner.

“This one over here.” She replied, leading Luke and y/n over a body. “Her name is Melissa Vernon. She is 23 and her cause of death was a gunshot to the head.”

“Was there any signs of torture to any of the victims?” Luke asked.

“No sir, they seemed to be tied to a chair, shot in the head, and then left to be found.”

“Alright, thank you. Give us a call if you find anything new.” Y/n said as she followed Luke out of the morgue. Luke and y/n walked out to the car and headed back to the station.

“Something seemed off about the victims.” Luke mentioned to y/n while they were driving.

“What about them?” Y/n answered. She was confused about what he was trying to say.

“None of the victims were drunk when they were abducted nor poisoned.”

“You are right, so either they all knew the unsub or he was able to seduce them to want to go home with him.” Y/n said as she took out her phone. “I am going to ask Penelope to look into the background of the victims more. Have her check past history with the victims.”

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Once back at the station Luke filled Emily in with the information they gathered while y/n was on the phone with Garcia.

“So according to their cell phone records each victim had a 2 minute phone call with the same number 5 minutes before they were abducted. Garcia tried to find the owner of the number but it was on a disposable phone, but based off of the towers the phone pinged off of. The unsub was in this area during the time of each call.” Y/n said as she drew on the map on the whiteboard.

“If we spread out, tonight we might be able to catch him if he is around. I am sure with his killing pace, one victim a night, he will strike again. I think it is time to give the profile.” Emily stated as she texted the rest of the team to get back to the station as fast as they could.

When the rest of the team arrived at the station, they gave the profile.

“Alright, everyone go back to the motel, freshen up. Get some lunch and then meet back around here by 5 pm.” Emily told her team. As everyone left Luke and y/n stayed behind.

“Hey Prentiss, I have to talk to you.” Y/n stated as she sat down at the table Emily was sitting at.

“Alright, Luke, wait outside.”

“No Emily, he can stay.” Luke shut the door and sat down at the table with the women. “In two weeks I need to take personal time for a week, and so does Luke.” Y/n said to Emily as she fiddled with her hands. She looked up to see that Emily had a grin on her face. “No Emily it’s not-”

“No need to explain y/n whenever we get back to Quantico I will put in both of your personal days.” Emily said as she got up from the table and led the two out of the room.

“Do you want to go get some dinner since we have an hour to kill?” Luke said as he opened the station door so y/n could walk out of the building. “You could also tell me more about what I am getting myself into going to this wedding.”

“Yeah, we can do that. I am starving.”

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After they sat down at their table, Luke noticed something off about y/n as she looked around the restaurant. He looked around to see what she was looking at, but then suddenly her head snapped back in his direction.

“Y/n what is the matter? Tell me what you see.” Luke questioned her.

“Something seems off about the guy in the corner, but I am probably just over reacting. Anyways, what do you want to know about my family?” Y/n answered as she drawed all of her attention back to Luke.

“Well I know you have one of the richest families in the Quantico area. Anything I shouldn’t say or watch what I say around them?” Luke asked as he took a sip of his lemonade.

“Well, don’t make smart ass comments, don’t be loud, just act like my mother but in Luke form.” Y/n began. “Wait, do not act like my mother, don’t be a bitch. Basically if you just stand there and nod your head you will be fine.” Y/n laughed at the comment she made about her mother, receiving a laugh from Luke as well.

“Alright, I won’t act like your mom. So, how long has your cousin and her fiance been together?”

“Oh, they have been friends since highschool. They have probably been dating for years by now.” Y/n said with an eye roll as the waitress brought over their food. While eating y/n saw the strange man from the corner exiting the building. “Luke, he has a gun.”

“Well, y/n so do we.” Luke said as he took another bite of his lo mein.

“Luke, he has it hidden in the back of his shirt, and it is the same gun used in the murders.” Y/n said as she got up from the table and Luke followed. “Luke tells the waitress that we will be back in to pay. I am going out to talk to the guy.” With that she walked out of the building to see the man leaning against the side of the building smoking a cigarette. “Hey, do you have a permit to be carrying that firearm sir?”

“Well hello there pretty lady.” The man said as he put out his cigarette. Luke walked out of the building right as the man drew his gun and aimed it towards y/n. Luke walked up slowly behind y/n and pointed his gun at the man. “I can take you both out in one shot, now I suggest you let me leave peacefully if you want to get back to your little date.” Both Luke and y/n lowered their weapons and let the man go.

“If we see that man again. I-” Luke began before y/n cut him off.

“You won’t do anything.”

“Y/n he drew his gun on you for asking a question. You expect me to just let that happen?”

“No, but I had it under control Luke. I am going to go pay the tab and then we can head back to the station to meet with Emily and the team.” Y/n said as she walked back into the restaurant.

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The car ride back was silent because y/n was taking a short nap. Luke was going to be honest with himself. He was glad he was going to be spending the week with y/n down in the Bahamas. Maybe she will get the same feelings that he has for her while they are fake dating.

Once at the station everyone headed out to their designated destinations. It was getting dark and the unsub should be making the call soon. Penelope was on the phone with the team and was keeping track to see when the phone would ping. Y/n was standing next to Luke when she noticed movement in a car. The car looked just like the car they saw the strange man get into at the restaurant.

“Luke over there. Penelope, have you got anything yet?” Y/n whispered as she crouched down behind a bench as she moved closer to the car.

“Y/n that is him. Be safe my angels.” Penelope said before she hung up. The team slowly moved in and circled the vehicle.

“FBI get out of the vehicle and keep your hands in the air!” Luke yelled as he moved toward the drivers side of the car. The Unsub jumped out and took off in a sprint. Luke followed him down the street.

“Agent Alvez I have a clean shot. Do you want me to take the shot?” One of the sharpshooters asked Luke.

“No don’t shoot, I repeat Agent do not shoot!”

“Agent Alvez are you sure?”

“Yes.” Luke groaned as he caught up to the unsub. The unsub had nowhere to go; he ran into a dead end alleyway with no escape plan. Luke knocked the guy down to the ground and cuffed him. Y/n caught up and helped Luke put the man in the car.

“I figured I would see you around again pretty lady.” The unsub said as Luke shoved him into the back of the officer’s car. Y/n shivered over the fact that this awful man called her a pretty lady.

“Hey Luke are you okay? That was a rough fall to the ground.” Y/n said as Luke walked over to where she was standing.

“Yeah. I will ice it when we get back to the motel room. Speaking of the motel room, do you want to head back now? It is getting late and Emily wants to leave before 7 tomorrow.” The two of them walked over to their vehicle and drove back to the motel. Y/n asked Luke if he wanted her to drive but he insisted on driving.

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Two weeks had passed and the team had been fortunate to have been doing desk work since the Lewiston case. Today was the day y/n and Luke were leaving for the wedding. They face timed the night before so they could make sure they had everything they needed for the trip. Luke arrived at y/n’s house earlier in the morning so they could leave for their flight. Y/n was tired and slept through her alarm so she didn’t hear Luke knocking on the door.

“Y/n we are going to be late if you don’t hurry up.” Luke said as he stood outside of her door. A few minutes passed and she still didn't answer, then he remembered that she gave him a key to his apartment. “Y/n, I am coming inside.” Luke announced as he opened the door. He saw her bags on the floor in the living room but didn’t see her anywhere. He walked around for a bit looking for her, until he found her sleeping in her bed. He has seen her sleeping many times before but never in her own bed. He couldn’t help but smile. She looked so peaceful and he hated that he had to wake her up. He walked over to the bed and crouched down next to it. “Y/n we have to leave.” He said in a soothing voice trying to wake her up. It worked and she sat straight up.

“Oh god, I slept through my alarm. Let me brush my hair and we can go. I am so sorry Luke.” Y/n groaned as she got out of bed and ran into her bathroom.

“No no take your time, I figured we could stop and get coffee before we leave anyway, so no rush.” Luke said as he walked back into her living room. “I am going to take your bags down to my car y/n I will be back up then.”

A few minutes later y/n met Luke down at his car. She helped him load her bags into the trunk and backseat of his car and then sat in the passenger seat. Luke readjusted some things in the trunk and then joined her in the car.

“I am so sorry Luke, I really didn’t mean to oversleep.” Y/n sighed as she rested her head against the car window.

“Hey Y/n it is fine, really it is. You can sleep some more, so you will be rested for the trip.” Luke said with a smile as he rubbed her shoulder. The touch of his hand caused y/n to blush. She was so glad to have Luke as her friend, but she didn’t want to admit to herself that she had some feelings for him.

“Alright, thank you for coming Luke. Honestly, what would I do without you?” Y/n chuckled as she shut her eyes. Luke laughed with her and continued his drive to the airport.

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Thirty minutes later Luke pulled into the parking lot at the airport. Their flight would leave in about twenty minutes. He figured he would let y/n sleep for about five more minutes so she would be well rested for their long flight.

“Hey y/n we are here.” Luke said softly as he opened the passenger door. Y/n stretched her arms and yawned. Luke didn’t know if he had ever seen something so beautiful before. The way the sun shined in her tired eyes and her smile. He wished she felt the same way about him as he felt about her. Y/n got out of the car and grabbed her bags from the back of the car. She noticed someone standing outside of the airport, someone familiar. As they got closer she realized it was her mother.

“Oh my god, Alvez hold my hand.” Y/n mumbled as she reached for his hand. He accepted her urgent offer and took her hand in his. “See that woman standing over there. That is my mother.” Luke nodded his head in response to her statement. Once they made their way over to the front of the airport y/n’s mother greeted them with a smile.

“Hello dear, you must be the mystery boyfriend, my daughter has been talking about for a while.” Y/n’s mother said as she gave Luke a hug. Y/n just rolled her eyes. “What is your name, darling?” Y/n’s mother asked as she started to walk into the building.

“My name is Luke, it is a pleasure to meet you. Y/n always says such nice things about you.” Luke answered with a smile as he opened the door for y/n and her mother.

“Wait, you are Luke? The one that works with my daughter?” Y/n’s mother said in shock. Luke nodded in response. “Wow, whenever she is over she never stops talking about you. I was going to be a bit upset if you weren’t the mystery man.” Y/n’s face got bright red and she looked down at the floor of the airport. Luke gave y/n a soft grin to let her know it was okay. “Well, Luke, I apologize you couldn’t bring your dog with. Roxy is her name, correct?” Luke was surprised, y/n did talk about him a lot.

“Yes ma’am that is her name. It is fine, she is being watched by one of our coworkers while we are away.” He answered with a smile as he loaded the bags into the bag cart. After some more small talk with y/n’s mother they all boarded the plane and they were off to The Bahamas.

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Six hours later the plane landed in The Bahamas. Half way through the flight y/n had fallen asleep on Luke’s shoulder. He saw her mother taking photos of them, and to be honest he didn’t mind. Luke was glad to see that y/n was finally getting some rest, since their job didn’t allow a normal sleep schedule. After they got off of the plane they received their bags and headed to the hotel room.

After they got to the hotel Luke helped y/n’s mother take her luggage to her room, and then joined y/n in their room. When he entered the room he was surprised to see her nowhere in sight. He laid his bags on the bed and that is when he noticed she was standing on the balcony. He sat on the bed and took a photo of her. He figured he would use it as his wallpaper while they were on vacation. Y/n’s skin glowed in the evening sunlight, her hair was moving with the wind, she was honestly the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He got up out of bed and walked out to join her.

“Hey sunshine.” Luke said as he hugged her from behind. Y/n lifted her head up to look at him.

“You know you don’t have to be so nice to me when my family isn’t around.” She muttered as she turned to face him.

“I know, but how could I not be nice to you?” He said with a chuckle. Y/n punched him on the shoulder and walked back into the hotel room and flopped on the bed.

“Well “babe” what do you want to watch on tv?” Y/n asked him sarcastically and patted the spot next to her on the bed.

“Whatever you want to watch is fine, and I am not Roxy, you don’t need to pat the bed for me to come over.” Luke replied as he sat down next to her gently. She smirked at his reply and started to look for a channel on the tv. “So y/n, what does your dress look like?”

“It is a tea length lavender dress, with a lace pattern on the front. I hope whatever you chose matches well.” Y/n said as she laid back and rested her head on Luke’s chest. Luke felt his face getting hot and he could tell it was most likely red. He never imagined that y/n would use his chest as a pillow. “Well there is nothing good on tv. I think we should just go to bed because we have, well at least I do, a long day tomorrow. My cousin is already mad I didn’t come to the rehearsal tonight.” She said as she turned off the tv. Luke yawned and that was their que that it was time to get some real rest.

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Luke awoke to the sound of y/n moving around the hotel room. He laid there and watched her move in and out of the bathroom. She eventually noticed that he was watching her. “Do you like what you see Alvez?” He nodded and sat up in the bed. “I am going to need your help then.” y/n said as she grabbed her dress and walked back into the bathroom. After she shut the door Luke got up and got on his suit for the wedding. He left the tie in his suitcase and kept the top two buttons on his dress shirt open. He turned to look in the mirror and caught a glance of y/n as she opened the bathroom door. She glared at him and waved for him to come over. “Keep your mouth shut Luke. I know what you are going to say. Now can you help me zipper the back of this thing.”

“Y/n… You look beautiful.” He said as he zippered up the back of her dress making sure she didn’t get any of her hair in the way.

“Well, this will be the only time you ever see me in a dress because it never happens.” Y/n told him with a chuckle. “Well we better get going, I don't want to tick off my cousin anymore than I already do.” Y/n grabbed her bag and headed to the door. Luke was so glad that y/n chose him to be her fake boyfriend and not anyone else. He was glad that he was able to have some alone time with her and was going to be able to treat her like he has always wanted to, plus he figured there is no one on their team here to make fun of them.

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Y/n’s mother met them in the hallway and her jaw dropped as she saw Luke and y/n standing together by the elevator. Luke heard her mother approaching and figured now would be an appropriate time to kiss y/n.

“Y/n, can I kiss you?” Luke asked quietly so her mother wouldn’t hear. Y/n could feel the heat from her stomach rising up to her chest, she could feel Luke’s lips getting closer and closer to her’s. She knew her mother was standing behind them watching their every move, but she didn’t care. Kissing Luke was the only thing on her mind. The moment his lips touched hers y/n felt a sudden feeling of relief. This kiss lasted a lot longer than the one in the car outside of the coroner's office. When Luke pulled away y/n was a bit upset, but she knew there was more to come. “We will finish that later.” Luke whispered in her ear before he hit the elevator button to go down.

“Yes, yes we will Agent Alvez.”

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ANOTHER LUKE REQUEST YES Luke x reader, y/n has always been feeling insecure about herself, mostly the way her body looks. She compares herself too much to the others; Luke notices it, and when they get home or/ are in a room of the office, he talks to her about it and begins telling her how beautiful she is, and aft they kiss, extrA fluff

Beautiful

Luke Alvez X Reader

Warnings: Fem!reader, insecurity, negative thoughts about body image, mentions of being shot, cm level of violence, mentions of alcohol and being drunk, cursing, arguing (kinda?) and crying.

Category: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 2.7k

Author’s Note: thank you to @luke-alvez for her help :) side note, I love JJ, she was just the first person that came to head for this fic. Also, just before you go any further, you’re all beautiful <3

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Flipping through the photo album, you couldn't help but feel a bit uncertain of yourself. It was an album of your relationship with Luke, there were pictures from your first date, when he asked you to be his girlfriend, a picture from each date, and a few pictures of you, him and the team.

You got off the bed, shutting the album and returning it to its rightful place on the shelf. You stood in front of the mirror with your shirt lifted to your chest. The women you worked with were beautiful, there was no denying that and you looked nothing like them.

There was a scar on the side of your stomach from when you got shot, a few bumps and bruises that never healed right, you had normal stomach with some love handles and it never seemed to bother you until recently. You had always viewed yourself as “average” nothing above nor nothing under.

You stood there, your fingers tracing over the scar. You hadn’t noticed that Luke got home until he walked into the room.

“What are you doing baby?” he asked as he walked over, his arms wrapping around your waist as his chin rested on your shoulder. You smiled at him in the mirror, “nothing love” He noticed your hand on your scar, his fingers tracing over it.

“I like this” he mumbled into the side of your neck.

“Why?”

“Reminds me of how strong you are” he pressed a kiss into your neck.

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You sat in the conference room with Matt when you heard Luke’s laugh. You looked over your shoulder and the smile dropped from your face when he walked in walking with JJ. He flashed you a smile and kept talking with JJ.

What does she have that you don’t? She’s skinny and blonde and more skilled than you. Maybe, she’s his type, clearly she makes him laugh and she’s-

“Y/n ? Hello? Y/n?” Matt waved his hands in front of your face, you blinked. “Yeah, what's up Matt ?” his brows furrowed, you can see his brain turning in his pretty head. You shook your head, “I just zoned out. What's up?” He turned back to the board and pointed to the map, he began explaining where the connection between the locations the unsub had been.

You couldn’t help but wander back to the thought of what she had and what you didn't. You brushed it off and turned your attention back to Matt. Emily came in with Spencer, they had Penelope on the phone. You took a look around the table, Matt was off by the board, Spencer and Emily stood beside each other while Tara flipped through the crime scene photos with Rossi and Luke stood behind JJ’s chair with his arms resting on the back of her chair.

You resisted the urge to roll your eyes. The slight jealous feeling subsided, but the insecurity rolled in. The recurring thought of “what does she have and I don’t” came back. Turns out Penelope’s lead was a bust so Emily sent everyone back to the hotel so you could all get some rest.

You got a ride with Matt, Luke waited for Spencer and JJ. You and Matt walked into the hotel together. He called for you as you got to your door,

“Hey, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, I'm good Matt”

“I'm down the hall if you want to talk, okay ?”

“Thanks” you smiled at him and walked into your room. You fell face first into the mattress, groaning. You laid there for a few minutes before the room to your room unlocked, the laughter of JJ and Luke filled your ears once again.

“Hey baby” Luke smiled at you when he shut the door.

“What took so long?” you rolled over to look at him.

He sat on the chair at the little table, “we stopped for something to eat. I figured you and Matt stopped so I didn’t bring anything.” you nodded, you didn't stop for food nor were you hungry but he still could have brought something.

He moved over to the bed and sat beside you. His hand ran up and down your leg. “You okay? you were a little quiet today” he looks over at you, you get up off the bed and walk towards the bathroom. His hand grabs yours,

“Why are you so cold?”

“Because I'm cold. I’m going to take a shower”

“Maybe I could join you ?” he stands up, following you to the bathroom.

“No thanks” shutting the door and turning the lock.

With your back against the door, you slid down to the floor. Your knees curled up to your chest and a feeling of heaviness set in. You wanted to talk to Luke but at the same time, it seemed stupid to be jealous of him and JJ. She was married after all, wasn’t she?

The tears fell down your face, you tried to steady your breathing. On the other side of the door, sat Luke with his back against the door and his head in his hands.

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A thud and a string of curse words is what you woke up too. Luke was hunched over, his face twisted into a painful expression.

“Are you okay ?”

“Yeah I stubbed my toe”

“Oh”

Rolling out of bed, you headed to the bathroom to get ready. During your time in the bathroom, the door to your room opened and then shut. You stuck your head out of the bathroom to find an empty room, Luke had left without you. After you got dressed, you left the room in search of Luke. Matt was stepping out of his room as you walked down the hallway.

“L/n! need a ride ?”

“Uh, I'm not sure. Have you seen Luke ?”

“He left with JJ a while ago, he stopped in here to get Spencer. I told them to go ahead without me”

“Huh, I guess I do need a ride then”

When you arrived at the station, you saw Luke and JJ stepping outside. “Hey” JJ smiled at you and Matt. “Where are you guys headed?” Matt asked them, “Garcia has an address so we decided to check it out” Matt stood and talked with them for a minute, you headed inside not wanting to hear them talk about whatever it was they were talking about.

“Morning y/n” Spencer smiled at you on your way in. “Hey Spence” you took a seat at the table, “where are we at with the motive ?” you took a sip of coffee from a cup that had Luke’s name on it.

“Well, it seems to be a white male in his 20s. Unhealthy obsession with women, mostly coddled by his mother and hatred for men, probably abusive father or a boyfriend for his mother’s.” Spencer spoke while he looked over the photos pinned to the board.

“He’s angry with his mother. Probably for not standing up for him, you can tell by the overkill but he also took his time afterwards, he has remorse” you spoke as you flipped through the autopsy report.

“I thought so too. He cleaned her wounds, got rid of the blood and changed her clothes before wrapping her in a sheet and leaving her on the bed. The men are shot in the head and tossed aside”

“Yeah. Oh, where did Penelope send Luke and JJ?” you asked Spencer

“The unsub’s mother's house. He’s speeding up, Tara think she’s going to be his next target”

You and Spencer worked in silence, taking a few calls from Penelope and arranging for the patrol officers to reach the house for backup. You and Spencer were cleared to fly but not for active duty since you both got caught in a house explosion during the last case. You both needed to take it easy and not overexert yourselves.

Soon enough, everyone started to arrive back at the station and of course, Luke and JJ are right beside each other. Emily informed you and Spencer that the unsub had shot himself. It was quiet in the conference room, the rustling of papers was the only sound. Emily suggested that everyone head back to the hotel and get some rest, and that she'll see you all for dinner.

Luke headed back with Spencer, Emily, JJ and Tara, leaving you and Matt at the station. Matt was on the phone with Kristy and you were putting the last of the papers in the boxes.

“I should be home tomorrow” Matt tells her

“Mhm sounds good, I love you” Kristy says over the phone

“I love you too” and the line goes silent.

“That’s sweet” you smile at him, he chuckles. “So are you and Luke” you raise your eyebrows and give him a tight lipped smile, “yeah, me and Luke”

“Let me drive, you drove yesterday and this morning” you waited for him to give you the keys

“Promise not to kill me?” he chuckled before throwing the keys to you

“Haha, very funny Simmons, get in the car”

The drive back was the most normal you’ve felt this whole case. You and Matt talked, he was telling you about the kids and what he was thinking of getting Kristy for her birthday. You enjoyed Matt’s company, he was like a brother to you, he always had your back. The two of you got back in time for dinner, meeting everyone in the lobby.

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“I think I'm gonna head back now” you smiled at them.

“You’re sure you don’t want to join us for drinks ?” Tara asked you, her hand on your shoulder, you nodded.

Heading towards the hotel, you felt a hand grab your arm. Luke was behind you.

“You okay?”

“Just tired” you lied to him.

He let you go, no questions asked. You watched him jog back to the group before heading into the hotel.

12:36am, the clock read as Luke tumbled into the room.

“Luke ?” you sat up, Luke stumbled towards you. “Are you drunk?” you shouldn’t have even asked, you could smell the alcohol on him.

“What’s your problem ?” he mumbled as he fell onto the bed.

You stood up, “What do you mean?”

“You’ve been grumpy this whole case. You barely talked to me the whole time we’ve been here. You locked me out of the bathroom. You didn’t cuddle me last night” he pouted as he sat up.

“Luke you’re drunk. Go to bed” you weren't in the mood to discuss why you’ve been upset with Luke, especially with a drunk Luke.

“Y/n, c’mon. What’s wrong ? and I’m not drunk, I'm tipsy” he rubbed his eyes, looking up at you.

“We’ll talk when we get home” you muttered as you tried to get him back into bed

“No. I want to talk now” he stood up.

The tension in the room was heavy, it was very clear that something was wrong but neither of you said anything. His hand reached up to cradle your face but you pulled away. “Why won’t you let me touch you?” his eyebrows furrowed and head slightly bent to the right.

“Why don’t you go touch JJ instead?” you uttered, looking away from him. You hadn’t meant to say it but it slipped out of your mouth.

“Is that why you’ve been upset ? You’re jealous of JJ ?” his finger pulled your chin towards him, forcing you to look at him. Once again, you pulled away.

“Did I say I was jealous ?”

He shook his head.

“Then don’t assume that I am”

“y/n, wait I'm-” he started, you scoffed. “Save it. I don’t care” you picked up your bag and walked out of the room. It was nearly 1am and you had just stormed out of your room. Maybe not the smartest idea but it is what it is.

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The entire flight back, you didn’t speak to Luke. You sat beside Tara, your head leaning on her shoulder, in and out of sleep. You took a ride with her back to the apartment, still avoiding Luke.

She pulled up in front of the building. “Hey,” she rested her hand on yours before you got out.

“I don't know what’s going on between you and Luke, but if you need to talk or have a drink or just get out of the apartment, I’m just a phone call away. Okay?”

You smiled at her and nodded, “Thanks, thanks for the ride too. Text me so I know you got home” you hopped out of the car and walked up to the apartment.

The moment the door opened, you were overwhelmed with tears. Your back hit the wall as you slid down to the floor. The memories of the last week started flooding even no matter how much you tried to push them away.

He spent every minute with her, thought you were jealous of her. Maybe you are, maybe she’s what he wants and he just settled for you because he couldn't have her. Maybe you aren’t enough.

Luke crouched down in front of you and placed his hands on your cheeks. You hadn't heard the door unlock or Luke come in.

“Baby, talk to me. What’s going on ? Are you okay ? You hurt?” his eyes moved up and down your body, his brows furrowed. He tried to figure out what was happening.

“Am I not enough ?” you managed to say between tears and sniffles, his eyes never left your face. You continued to speak,

“Is she what you want ? but you can’t have her so you’re with me? It’s okay if I'm your second choice, I understand. I’m not skinny or blonde or pretty or whatever it is you see in Jen-” he put his finger on your lips.

“Stop that, now. You’re my first choice, you always have been and you always will be. There’s no one in the world that I rather be with, you understand me? JJ and I are just friends, nothing more. I'm sorry if I made you feel like I was interested in her because I promise you, I'm not.” his hand rested on yours, you didn't say anything to him.

“Come on” He stood up, his hand stretched out, waiting for you. You took his hand, walking with him as he led you to the bedroom. He walked you over to the mirror, he was standing behind you. His fingers fidgeted with the hem of your shirt, “can I ?” you nodded as he unbuttoned your shirt.

“Can I show you how I see you?”

Giving him a hum, he took the hair tie out of your hair and ran his fingers through your hair. His fingers trailed down your arms and to your side, making their way to rest on your stomach. Luke planted small kisses along your shoulder, your eyes meeting his in the mirror.

“This is how I see you. You’re beautiful and so is everything that comes with you. I don’t need you to be blonde or skinny or whatever else is out there. I need you to be you.”

You turned around to face him, his hands now on your waist. “Do you really mean that ?” you say quietly.

“Of course I do, now will you let me show you how beautiful you are ?”

Luke pulled you closer to him, kissing you softly. There was no rush or not a thing in the world that could take him from you right now.

The only thing that matter to him was you, his beautiful girl.

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leahseclipse · 3 years

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More fear than harm

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Luke Alvez x fem!reader

Summary: Panic sets in when Luke and Spencer are told about a potential terrorist attack coming on a case, while their partner happens to be home with their child.

Warnings: Mentions of case, usual cm stuff, all of them are worried asf messes

Category: Fluff/ a bit of angst

Word count: 4.4 k

A/N: hEllo!!!! I’m here for another fic :) It was @imagining-in-the-margins who gave me the original prompt, so I took it in!!! It’s my first Ralvez fic, so I’m really excited! Another one might come around soon!!! I hope everyone enjoys :)

The peace and calm that they had finally managed to find in what seemed like an eternity quickly disappeared as soon as they took conscience of it, with a pleasant surprise known as: a case.

It kind of...ruined the mood of everyone, but after Luke and Spencer saw their partner’s reaction as they woke up at 5am after hearing the phone, they quickly decided to set aside their anger as y/n already had enough of it.

Even if she was indeed quite mad, she tried to calm down, quickly helping them check their stuff within the few minutes they had, and before she could even say something, the door closed, and she just...stood there.

She’s been used to being alone with her daughter more than she can ever count with her hands, but when she finally thought that they’d be home for more than a few days, she couldn’t admit that she wasn’t upset about it.

She could handle it fine in general, but some moments, when it’d become too much, she couldn’t call them, have a proper conversation, because they’d either have no time, or just a few minutes, which wasn’t clearly enough.

Y/N was well aware of that when the relationship become more serious, she knew that it meant that she would be alone most of the time, even if they’d eventually call or send a text to try to ‘be with her’, she knew that she couldn’t do anything no matter how angry it made her, all she could do was hoping they’d both return as fast as possible and in one piece.

She had enough stress to deal with when they were away, so deal with the stress of knowing they’d gotten hurt, and not knowing right away if it was bad or not, she didn’t even want to.

They had given her enough heart attacks, whether they were hurt or not; various stories about it can be remembered.

For example, when they didn’t happen to be hurt, both of their phones were out of battery, and she was there, calling again and again, she even went to JJ and whatever colleague that was with them, and they also told her that they went somewhere and didn’t answer.

Even if she really wanted to, she chose not to lash her anger on her, and...tried not to have a literal panic attack.

Because after knowing them and their jobs along the way, she knew that the ‘not responding to the phone’ situation wasn’t always caused by a battery problem, a busy problem, but possibly them being in a dangerous situation.

She didn’t hear from them at all for half an hour (which, by the way, seemed like an entire hour), and they just called in like ‘Oh, hi, it all went well, we’re coming back soon’.

Oh, how she wanted to yell at them (which...she did) at this moment.

They were just there, calm as ever, as she was close to take the plates from the cabinet and smash them on the floor, so they clearly felt the anger all the way, it lasted a while before she could not yell.

Eventually, they still joke about it, but at least, it acts as a reminder to not let the mistake happen again.

After a brief moment of thinking, she just decided to return to the living room, not really in the mood to sleep anymore, it’s always stressful to see them go on cases.

Especially when she has no idea what it’s even about, they just left in a hurry, and didn’t even have the time to talk a bit to reassure her, she just hopes that she’ll get to have a bit to call them.

She’s probably imagining stuff that won’t happen, and everything is going to be fine, she just can’t stop but worry after what happened with the previous cases.

Both of them were afraid that the car might crash on the way, they were told that it was local, but might have to go to another state, it kind of was...blurry.

They arrived around ten minutes later, thankfully. It would have been more like twenty with morning traffic and all of the joys of 9am rides.

The main reason explaining why they were frightened about having a literal accident with the crash was y/n, they really didn’t like to be away knowing she was on her own.

Sure, she could protect herself, but, with all of the stuff that happened to their colleagues, their families, they couldn’t know in advance, hence, they wouldn’t even know at all if something would happen hundreds of miles away.

That’s what would get them stressed in most cases. That one was close to where they lived, but, at the same time, they couldn’t go there every minute because of the work, and also in case they happen to go to another state, all there is to do are phone calls, and hope she’ll be okay on her own.

Frequent work visits weren’t up either, they preferred her not to attend if a case was on, because of, again, all that happened, and security reasons.

As much as they wanted to just stay a bit more, other people needed their help and they happened to be the ones called to assist.

After rushing through the glass doors and walking in the direction of the conference room, only two members were missing, probably stuck in the traffic or called in in surprise like for them.

It didn’t take much for everyone to gather, in just a few minutes they had begun the briefing, which was quite short considering that not much evidence was there. But even if they happened to be limited, they were enough for them to have something to work on.

Once they had discussed a bit, a few orders were given as the one given a place to go exited the room, leaving the others in the bureau to work on what had been ordered to them as well.

Mainly everyone was less stressed, as they didn’t have to travel or anything, they could go straight to work and directly work which was a tad better than having to rush along with all of the directives that had to be done when boarding and all, which would cost a bit of time comparing to when the case was closer and only needed them to drive from a location to another.

But, the plane wasn’t ruled out yet, they couldn’t really know if they didn’t need to go somewhere else throughout the case, so, they just had to ‘enjoy’ their home-work moment.

Not really ‘enjoy’, as...people had been killed, maybe on the work side for them, so, the ‘enjoy’ thing had to be kept to themselves and certainly couldn’t be said and heard by Hotch.

No one really wanted to upset him, he seemed upset enough when he stepped in the room, so...an inappropriate comment wasn’t up now, or even till the case was done.

Spencer and Luke have been the ones that had to exit the office to attend one of the scenes in order to meet the officers first present on the location, only a few minutes were necessary to be there, traffic wasn’t present in the roads they used for the ride thankfully.

This was always reassuring when they couldn’t allow themselves to take their sweet time, and in this case, even if they were only driving to the scene with only a few officers and evidence laying around, this wasn’t a reason to be slower than for another situation that requested immediate assistance before turning to dire.

More talking than observing stuff was done not long after they had arrived, presented themselves to the officers and made their way to the different evidences discovered.

Not a lot was to be seen, but each of the evidence was constructive enough to be discussed for long as they moved on a bit around the others, and possible history about the case and their possible witnesses, suspects, and everything that Spencer could spit out.

Facts included.

No matter how many times he’d do that, no one would expect it and would either, understand half of it, and kind of hesitate to ask for further explanation as they didn’t want to interrupt him, or just sit there as he’d deliver an essay.

This was funnier from everyone else’s point of view, at least the ones used to it, they liked reading the look on their faces.

Even if it mostly happened in cases and no moment was to be found for fun, it still was something that’d quickly happen to brighten their mind before turning back to the ugly and dark stuff.

It isn’t always strict, they still happen to talk about ironic-ish stuff without making it sound offensive, but some situations are dark enough and certainly don’t need a fun comment to lighten the mood or something.

That’s why it’s better to think of the words about to be said, no one wants really to waste time for a stupid choice of words.

No one even noticed the time going by, they just talked about all that could be said from A to Z, and stood a bit outside as they briefly continued before Luke and Spencer headed back to the alley leading to the entry portal.

“Oh, I...didn’t even hear my phone, wait. Shit, I forgot to turn the silent mode off. Hotch’s going to kill me.” Spencer said, sighing as he walked further to take in the call. “Yeah. Oh, JJ?...I know, it was stupid and...what do you mean?” He asked, as the pitch of his voice was nothing but slightly alarming.

“What’s going on? Put it on speaker.” Luke asked, getting closer to the phone as Spencer displayed it in front of them.

“We just found out that there might be a potential...terrorist attack coming. We have no idea when it’s coming, and how important it is. We just know that it’s gonna happen at like...any moment.” JJ explained.

“Okay, normally, no offense- I would have thought it was a joke, but...it doesn’t really sound like one...anymore.” Luke admitted.

After a slight moment of confusion and panic, the phone call came to an end, as they just looked at each moment, not quite sure how to react, what to say, hence, even do.

“Um...in that situation, does y/n and the baby count as possible problems to count in? Because, even if they’re not involved in the case at all, they might be involved in the matter we just discussed over the phone. And I don’t think that I could...remain calm knowing they’re at risk...you know.” Spencer explained.

“Yeah, they might be.” Luke agreed.

“Why does it have to be so...complicated? I really want to call her right now, but we can’t risk it. We could put them in danger before it even comes, that could worsen it.”

“We can’t let them, y/n doesn’t even know and won’t know until they discuss it and possibly do an announcement minutes after it could have begun. I don’t give a fuck if I get fired, I have to go. I can’t keep going with the case until they’re not somewhere safe.” Luke argued.

“Gosh, I...okay. You go, and make sure they’re okay, you do not let them by themselves until they’re somewhere really safe, even if y/n tries to play it stubbornly. Promise me that, you have to keep them safe, no matter what happens. I’ll find whatever Hotch can believe.”

“I promise, I can guarantee it to you.” Luke said, entering the car by the driver’s seat, not even wasting time to check around, he just turned the car on and began driving as fast as the car allowed him to.

They had to be okay.

Luke didn’t even care about counting the minutes,or whatever distance was between the scene to their place, because the potential twenty minutes ride had just turned to a thirteen-ish one, he doesn’t even think that he ever drove that faster than today.

Either him or the car would have ended with scratches if he didn’t take the time to think about being careful, it kind of was better to at least arrive in one piece to not stress her more than she would as no one could tell what was on.

Hell, they weren’t even supposed to be there until they could be told to in the first place.

They might end up with some problems, such as, a big talk, or in the worst case, a suspension, but, to be honest, none of them really had a fuck to give about it, not until they knew her and their child was okay.

Still trying to be careful, he parked the car in whatever space was free and seemed correct, and pushed the door of the building, going for the stairs as the elevator would be way too slow for his liking.

All of a sudden, the choice of settling at the 2nd floor wasn’t such a bad idea, in just a minute he stood in front of it, fidgeting with his keychain to find whatever key fit to the door.

That’s when he regretted putting so much stuff on it, he eventually found it, but as quick as he wanted to, nothing was going fast enough.

A rush of panic set itself in the whole place when he didn’t see them around, but both of them surprised the others when they faced each other.

“Gosh, you scared the hell out of me. What are you doing here? You barely left...five hours ago. Did the case miraculously end or what? Where’s Spencer?” Y/N catches her breath, holding her grip on the little girl.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t tell you, we have to go like...right now. Spencer will come later”

“What the hell is going on? You’re freaking me out. Is someone trying to kill me or what?”

“I still can’t tell you.”

“Once all of this is done, you both owe me an explanation. It better be a good enough one.”

“I don’t have one yet, but I can guarantee you that I’m not pulling a prank on you, it’s serious enough that I had to rush here.”

“It better be. My heart is about to get the hell out of my chest.”

“Try to not have a heart attack, I promised Spencer to keep you safe, and even if he didn’t tell it...alive as well.”

“Easy to say, I have no idea what’s going on, and how dangerous it might be, as no one is capable of telling me how big I need to worry in order to possibly try to calm down if it’s not too bad.”

“It’s bad enough that none of us could wait until the end of the case, that’s all you need to know.”

“Okay, so I do need to worry, a lot. Right?”

“...you might, but not too much, don’t want you to have an attack, please.”

“I’ll try.” Y/N admitted, as the same scenario that happened this morning repeated itself; they both hurried to get what was needed in a big enough bag, and after everything else was checked, he made his way back to the car with them.

After exchanging brief words, Luke started the car again, speeding up to the location, while trying not to cause an accident. He really had to be more careful this time, as he wasn’t alone at all.

The two most important persons to his eyes were with him, and not one single scratch was to be on them.

Not even a two millimeters one, nothing.

Even if Spencer wouldn’t have made him promise to keep them safe (which would have happened to matter what anyway), he didn’t need to, he was ready to protect them, even if from a bee flying in the room.

This example might be ridiculous, but he doesn’t need someone to tell him, he still does it when there’s absolutely no danger, even if there might be one in this case.

He just hopes Spencer’s safe as well.

What he didn’t give a single fuck about this morning had been bugging him off more than anyhting during the ride that seemed like an endless one rather than a quick ten minutes one.

Traffic decided to mess up with him, and it wasn’t like he could just go and tell to the car blocking his way ‘Hurry up, a potential terrorist attack is coming’, because he wasn’t even supposed to be out in the street, he should be with his team and whatever people they called back in also whatever place they were at.

Normally, he should not be here, in a car with his partner and kid.

But he couldn’t leave them by themselves, waiting for a stupid announcement that would probably come too late along with it getting complicated for Luke and Spencer to reach out to both of them.

He didn’t care at all about getting fired.

If y/n, his kid, and Spencer were safe, he didn’t care about the damn consequences, whatever Hotch had to say.

None of them could stand there while knowing they weren’t safe and sound.

They’d both have to come up with something to make up all of the panic that they caused, but the only thing she needs to know is that this action was necessary for their security.

...which wasn’t something she really wanted to hear, she was...really panicked.

Her face didn’t actually show it, as she didn’t want to worry her daughter and have to comfort two people, but when she doesn’t know what’s going on, it’s impossible for her to stay calm.

She doesn’t care about the whole, ‘don’t panic, take deep breaths, it’ll relax you.’, because the only thing you’ll get back after saying would be anything but a ‘Oh, thanks, I feel way better.”

They already did that with her, and...it didn’t go as well as they both planned.

It only got her more upset.

“Don’t you dare say the whole ‘deep breaths’ shit, I am not doing that. You know it better than me.” Y/N spat.

“...I’m aware of it, don’t worry.”

“Can you at least inform me about Spencer? Since you can’t even tell me why you jumped in the apartment and why you brought me here, at least knowing if he’s okay would be...nice?”

“I can’t tell you either, because I don’t even know, I haven’t heard from him since I drove from the scene to our place.” Luke admitted.

“This is...great.” Y/N softly rocked the child in her arms, stroking her hair as she made a few noises. “It’s okay, shh.”

“I can take her if you want.”

“It’s okay, thanks.” She gently answered, slightly raising her brow as the sound of a notification made itself heard easily.

Luke quickly took the phone out of his pocket, turning it back on as he walked a bit further, still keeping his face visible to hers.

That was a mistake to do that.

His eyes revealed that the message was nothing but reassuring.

“This doesn’t sound good, tell me what’s going on. Luke.”

“Nothing, it was just….uh, a stupid twitter notification.”

“Who the hell reacts to a fucking twitter post that way? Tell me what’s going on, or I swear to god that I’m coming to take that phone from your hands right now.”

“Y/N, just let me explain-” He said, trying to get her to calm down, but she quickly set down her child on the couch, taking the phone from him before sitting on the couch, setting her on her lap.

[Prentiss]

“Alvez, where the hell are you??” read - 10:02

“There’s been an explosion somewhere.” read - 10:03

“Call me ASAP” read - 10:03

Y/N stared at the phone for a minute, staring back at Luke.

“Um, care to explain? I hope it’s not a joke.”

“...it’s not.”

“Where the hell is Spencer? He should have gone here with you.”

“I know, it’s just...complicated. I wasn’t even supposed to be here myself. Just try to calm down, he’ll call.”

“There’s no way I’m staying calm until I’m not seeing a genius standing right in front of me.”

“I happen to be in the same boat, I have no idea when he’s going to be able to come.”

“You better find out, because I’m not going to be able to hold that attack long.”

“Me neither.”

He couldn’t even find the courage and right time to say that he had to promise Spencer to take care of them if he didn't make it home.

How could he even think of that?

Spencer not coming back? It couldn’t happen.

He had to walk right through that door, safe and sound.

How could he ever think of having to announce to her that she wouldn’t see him again?

He couldn’t.

He had to be fine.

Spencer had to…

The loud ringing interrupted his panicked thoughts, sending a sudden rush of fear as he took the phone back.

Was it going to be Emily calling to say Spencer was hurt?

Was it going to be Spencer calling to say everything is okay?

Please don’t let it be the first option, please let it be Spencer, it has to be him.

[INCOMING CALL - SPENCE]

If God even exists, he swore that he’d thank him a million times for that.

“Luke, I- I’m sorry I couldn’t call earlier, it was just...a mess. Is everyone alright? Please don’t tell me someone got hurt on the way.”

“Is that Spencer?” She asked, receiving a quick nod from Luke before he had resumed the conversation.

Turns out none of them will be having a heart attack today.

After Spencer arrived, (as expected), y/n both had them sit down on the bed, while she was (nicely) yelling at them for...quite a while as long as they can recall.

“What the hell were you both thinking? Risking literal national security? What is that...madness?”

“We’re sorry, really. We didn’t mean to...cause that much trouble.” Luke exclaimed.

“That much trouble? You could have gotten fired.”

“We know that, we just...loved you and just wanted you to be safe even if...we could have gotten fired.” Spencer said.

“I love you too, but if you ever do it again, I swear to god, your superior and the whole FBI, that I will kill you myself, okay?”

“Okay...we’re sorry, again.” Spencer apologized, as Luke kind of repeated what he had said.

“Stop being sorry! You guys have no fucking idea at how angry I am at you two.”

“I mean...it’s kind of romantic in a way, you were worried and now you’re-”

“Luke if you don’t shut your mouth right now-”

“I shouldn’t have told that.”

“Yeah, no.” Y/N sighed, putting her hand on her forehead, firmly keeping the other around the baby. “I just...why did you decide to stay back there? Who the hell was...going to do the damn taxes Spencer? We don’t know anything about it!”

“...the taxes? Why are we-” Spencer looks at Luke, confused.

“Don’t look at me, I don’t know anything about that.”

“Why are you confused about the taxes? That’s why we married in the first place! You knew how to do the damn taxes!”

“I mean- It’s kind of easy...to me.” He admitted.

“Well it’s not to us!” She stage-whispers. “How could you think that it was smart to do that?”

“I didn’t think about the taxes first.”

“You should have!” She exclaimed, gently tapping on her baby’s back. “How the hell do you think we could have done them? I truly wonder if you really have a 187 IQ sometimes, because right now, it was more of a 60.”

“...60’s a bit low, maybe 90.” Spencer quietly said.

“No, trust me, it wasn’t close to that, I’m being…” Y/N stopped for a bit, holding back tears. “...nice with 60.” She continued, as she resumed her motions on her daughter.

“Okay; I did...not really think about it.” He agreed, suddenly getting interrupted by the baby, who had just let out a pretty...loud burp that kind of, gave the envy to laugh at the three of them; at the moment.

“I’ll punch you right in the face if one of your laughs. I am...certainly not in the mood.” She warned.

“We won’t.” They both answered.

“Great. Now I have to change!” She yells, exhausted. “This is the worst day ever. I really like this top too.” She says, getting a bit tearful as the baby moves a bit, getting comfortable in her arms.

“Here, I’m gonna take her for a bit.” Spencer gently takes her from y/n’s arms, as she sniffles. “There should be one hoodie in my bag, can you get it Luke? I left it on the couch.”

“Sure.” Luke answers, as he briefly kisses his cheek, doing the same gesture to y/n, as he wipes her tears from her face before leaving the room.

“I’m sorry, I just...It’s been a tiring day. I just want to get home Spencer.” Y/N explains.

“Yeah, I know. Don’t worry, we’re going back.” He reassured

“Are we going back?” She asked.

“Sure, sure. We are. We’re gonna get you changed, and then we’ll head back.”

“But, what about your work?”

“It’s okay. I...briefly got a talk. But, we’ll see later. Let’s get back home first.” Spencer explained, as he left the room along with them.

After a few words, Luke had helped her get changed, quickly checked on the baby, and once they had gathered the stuff left there, they all headed back to the car that had stayed in front of the building, starting it a moment after.

“I’m sorry about what I said. I...I didn’t mean it.” Y/N apologized.

“It’s okay, we understand. You don’t have to-” Luke answered as she cut her off.

“I know, it’s just that...I was really angry because...I was kind of, trying to process the fact that I could have...easily lost you both today. And, I wouldn’t have known what to do if Hotch had called to announce me that.”

“It’s okay, we’re here now. We know we scared the hell out of you, took a lot of risks, but, we’re all fine.” Spencer interrupted.

“I know, I’m really glad. I love you guys.”

“We love you too.”

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alltooreid · 3 years

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Omg 800 that’s a lot! Congratulations <3 We don’t talk much but I’m a swiftie too :) If it’s not too much, could I have 🧩 as taylor albums, 🌳 for Happiness and 🔋?

thank you so much!!! omg let’s talk more i always need more swiftie friends on here :))

🧩 - cast criminal minds characters as ...

taylor swift- jennifer jareau

fearless- luke alvez

speak now- tara lewis

red- aaron hotchner

1989- derek morgan

reputation- emily prentiss

lover- penelope garcia

folklore- spencer reid

evermore- alex blake

🌳- i’ll talk about a taylor swift song :))

happiness is so overlooked honestly, i personally love it. it’s iconic how the saddest song on evermore (imo) is called happiness so thanks taylor for that one <3 but i just adore how clear her voice sounds and how this concept of still loving your ex even though you know you aren’t right together anymore, but still being hung up on the happiness you experienced together, has never really been explored in music before, at least anything i’ve seen. i also always appreciate a good great gatsby reference

🔋- i’ll make you a mood board

i just get a very baby blue and purple vibe from you, and i think that’s because i associate you with 1989 (idk don’t ask me why lol) so those were the colors i used, and also a lot of imagery i heavily associate with the album as well (yes i know that’s a lyric from dwoht which is on rep but it’s a fantastic song and it just looks so good here no one come for me)

my 800 celebration!!

#holly hits 800!!#anastasia🦔

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inagetawaycarxo · 4 years

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What type of request do you do?

concepts, angst, fluff, smut, preferences, fake social media & headcanons, song fics, AU’S, blurbs, drabbles, gif imagines/drabbles, mood boards & aesthetics.

reader insert though!

Also, here is a list for fandoms I write for atm.

CELEBS;

Chris Evans

Jensen Ackles

Richard Madden

Zendaya

Jake Gyllenhaal

CRIMINAL MINDS;

Derek Morgan

Spencer Reid

Luke Alvez

CHICAGO FIRE;

Kelly Severide

Matt Casey

Sylvie Brett

Gabby Dawson

CHICAGO MED;

Connor Rhodes

Will Halstead

Ethan Choi

CHICAGO P.D.;

Jay Halstead

Greg Gerwitz

Adam Ruzek

Antonio Dawson

Kevin Atwater

Kim Burgess

Erin Lindsay

Hailey Upton

DCEU;

Bruce Wayne

Diana Prince

Lena Luthor

Kara Danvers

Clark Kent

MARVEL;

Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Thor, Peter Parker, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, T’Challa, Loki, Wanda, Carol Danvers, Sam Wilson, Mj.

SUPERNATURAL;

Dean Winchester

Demon!Dean

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Jack Kline

Crowley

TVD:

Stefan Salvatore

Kai Parker

Katherine Pierce

Klaus Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Damon Salvatore

Alaric Saltzman

Tyler Lockwood

Rebekah Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

Bonnie Bennet

Elena Gilbert

Jeremy Gilbert

Caroline Forbes

Enzo

Matt Donovan

Marcel

THE ORIGINALS:

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Marcel

Hayley Marshall

Rebekah Mikaelson

TEEN WOLF:

Derek Hale

Peter Hale

Malia Tate

Scott McCall

Jordan Parrish

Chris Argent

Isaac Lahey

WWE;

Roman Reigns

The Miz

Drew McIntyre

Elias Samson

Andrade Cien Almas

Jey Uso

Jimmy Uso

Tripe H

Adam Cole

Cesaro

Charlotte Flair

Becky Lynch

Maryse

Alexa Bliss

#asks #anon #answered

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spencerreidreads · 5 years

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Rebuild (Spencer Reid x Reader)

A/n: I’m back baby idk how I like this but it’s in celebration that I’m back so take it or leave it

———

There were two things that you and Spencer had agreed on when you first started dating: that you wouldn’t let it affect your work, and if you were to break up, you would stay friends. Well here you were, broken up trying to figure out how that would possibly work. Things didn’t necessarily end terribly, but the fight that ended it was harsh in terms of your relationship.

——

“It’s not just a one time thing Y/N! You’re always flirting with other men.” Spencer stated like it was an obvious fact, oblivious to the fact that he was starting an argument in front of all your colleagues.

“Spencer, I don’t flirt, I’m friendly. There’s a difference.” You countered.

“You did it with me,” he muttered under his breath.

“On purpose! Because I liked you, you idiot!” You threw your hands up frustrated with him.

“So why is it different with them?” Spencer questioned angrily, your coworkers looking back and forth between the two of you.

“Do you really need to ask that?” You were really hurt at this point, the two of you had just had sex for the first time a few nights ago and exchanged “I love you’s”. What was he not understanding?

He gave you a gesture as to explain, with a cocky expression in his face.

“Grow up Spencer, please,” you stormed out of the bullpen, making sure to grab your purse and keys on your way out.

——

Later that night the argument continued at his apartment and tears were shed on your part, but not his. The next morning, you gathered up a few of his things that had managed to find a spot in your home. You figured it would be best to return them to Spencer, so your normal walk into the bullpen with your coffee was now accompanied by a sweater and multiple books.

You placed the books and folded sweater on Spencer’s desk and sat at your desk sipping your coffee, suddenly immersed in your paperwork from the other day, anything to keep your mind busy.

“What the hell Y/N?” Spencer’s voice broke you out of your thoughts, “are you trying to hurt me?” He gestures towards his desk.

“I figured you’d want them back,” you spoke innocently.

“They were thing I let you have because you liked them, you don’t give back gifts.”

Thankfully you two were the only ones in the bullpen at the moment because you would have looked like a really terrible person.

“Okay then I’ll take them back.”

“No, obviously you don’t want them,” Spencer was already shoving the books in his bag, “and thanks I didn’t bring a sweater today.”

This friendship was going to be hard to rebuild.

The rest of the team made their way into the bullpen, prompting Emily to call everyone into the conference room. Spencer sat three seats away from you, which you knew was on purpose, and you couldn’t blame him the interaction you had just had twenty minutes prior was extremely awkward.

“Alright you guys this case is local so we’ll be working with D.C police...” Prentiss started, “JJ, Tara, I want you to go talk to the M.E., see if you can find any new information. Reid, Alvez, head to the crime scene, the rest of us will head the the precinct to meet with the head detective.”

“Y/N’s favorite...” Spencer mumbled, causing your head to snap in his direction.

“Spencer...” Emily trued to stop the conflict before it started, but you were already storming out of the room, “was that necessary?”

“That’s why we broke up.”

“Focus on the case, argue later please?” Emily note told rather than asked.

Spencer nodded and followed Luke to one of the SUVs.

——

“Can you believe him? I do NOT flirt with the detectives on cases! Do I?” You asked Emily on the way to the police station.

“I mean your friendliness can be mistaken sometimes, but you’re always professional at work.”

“That’s what I was trying to tell him!” You yelled into the car.

“You’re hurting aren’t you?” Emily took her eyes off the road to look at you, then focused back on driving.

“More than you know, I love him so much.”

“Love? That’s a big word.”

“Yeah, it is,” you sighed relaxing into your seat a little bit.

You arrived at the police station and immediately started introducing yourself and your team to the head detective, “Hi detective Johnson,” you smiled reaching out your hand to shake his, “I’m SSA Y/N Y/L/N, this is our unit chief Emily Prentiss, SSA Matt Simmons, technical analysts Penelope Garcia, and the rest of our team is already out in the field working.”

“Great, you can call me Jim by the way, and I’ll show you where you all can set up,” the detective smiled back at you, leading you by the small of your back through the chaotic office.

“Y/N if there’s anything you need, don’t hesitate to ask,” Jim Johnson smiled one last time before leaving you alone with your fellow profilers.

“Okay did I do anything for him to be that friendly?” You whispered to Penelope.

“Not one thing honey buns, you’re just lovable,” Penelope giggled.

“Alright, Y/N start setting up the board, Matt talk to the families, Penelope call the others and see if they have anything,” Emily spoke firmly to refocus the group.

——

The rest of the day basically went exactly as you thought it would. Spencer came back to the police station and noticed that detective Jim Johnson was quite smitten with you, the only thing he didn’t know was that you were unaware you were mirroring his actions, so to say Spencer was in a bad mood was an understatement.

“What does she think she’s doing?” Spencer was shooting daggers your way while you were laughing at something Jim had said, “doesn’t she know there’s someone out there killing people?!”

He was sitting at the conference table looking through the glass windows talking to JJ while you were leaning against the wall in the main office near a file cabinet, talking to Jim.

“We don’t really have a lead right now Spence, she’s just supposed to get a file.”

“Well I can get a file if she can’t.”

“Spence—” too late, he was already walking towards you.

“If you’re done flirting detective, we could really use that file,” Spencer snapped.

“Spencer it’s right here,” you held up the file, “excuse us detective,” you walked back into the conference room and closed the blinds, knowing that Spencer had followed you, “JJ can we have a minute?” JJ walked out knowingly.

You sat down at the table and rested your head in your hands for a second while Spencer was still standing.

You lifted your head, “I don’t even know where to begin Spencer, we broke up.”

You were surprised with how calm you were and that he wasn’t saying anything.

“I wasn’t flirting with him. I don’t know how many times I have to try to convince you that there isn’t anyone else out there that I want to flirt with besides you. Your jealousy is just so ugly and the fact that you don’t trust me really hurts, even just as coworkers because you aren’t even treating me like you like me. I know we promised we wouldn’t let this affect our friendship or work but it’s broken both. I don’t know how much longer I can do this Spence...”

At this point tears were pouring down your face and Spencer’s eyes were tearing up. He felt like a jerk. He knew he had a tendency to act on impulse.

“Y/N...I, um...” he didn’t know what to say.

“It’s okay..” you wiped the remaining tears from your face and left the room leaving the door open.

——

The rest of the case went as smoothly as possible. You and Spencer stayed civil, but tried to avoid each other for the most part. Detective Johnson was sad to see you go, but you were happy to leave and return to your own problems. You couldn’t avoid them forever.

It was around 2am when you and the rest of your team got back to your bullpen that felt like home for some.

“Anyone up for a drink?” Emily called from her office holding a bottle of whiskey.

“More than one,” Penelope hollered back.

“I agree with Pen,” you joked.

Soon everyone had a drink or two in them and the stress of the week was all behind them.

“Y/N can I talk to you?” Spencer tapped you on the shoulder, interrupting your conversation with Luke.

You set down your glass and followed him to the conference room for some privacy.

“I just wanted to say that I’m sorry...for everything.”

“It’s okay,” you looked down at the floor.

“No it’s not. I’m sorry for the accusations, for not trusting you, for not believing you, for making you cry, for embarrassing you at work, for it all. And I miss you. Ending things with you...that was just the dumbest thing in the world for me to do.”

You looked up from the floor to meet his eyes, “So you still like me?”

“Like? Y/N are you crazy? I still love you.”

“I’m still mad at you”

“I can handle that,” Spencer smiled.

“Good,” he pulled you into a hug, that felt like home.

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I HAVE TO GO

Original title: Ora devo andare.

Prompt: go away.

Warning: sequel of Imperfect .

Genre: romantic, drama, angst, friendship.

Characters: Penelope Garcia, Luke Alvez, JJ, Emily, BAU team.

Pairing: Garvez.

Note: oneshot 26 in Garvez collection.

Legend: 🔦.

Song mentioned: Per un po’ sparirò, Tiziano Ferro.

MY OTHER GARVEZ STORIES

This story is dedicated to my Peruvian friend and fellow in night chatter @thinitta

I HAVE TO GO

For those who believed that love was take and run away, for those who will still believe in it from now on...

Obviously is raining. And she can't say that this displeased to her, the time is perfectly matched with her internal mood. She could even almost manage to convince herself that she was the actress of some film noir.

Penelope hugs her suitcase, sheltered under a colorful umbrella. Or in Singing in the rain. She begins to hum the melody in a low voice. Headlights illuminate the street strangely little traffic. She looks her reflected in a puddle. She sighs and moves forward, without looking over her shoulder, towards her apartment.

The taxi stops in front of her gate. A 60 ages old man comes down and, after kindly greeting her, loads the only baggage behind it, then opens the door for her. She closes the umbrella and shakes off a few drops of rain. Inside there is a nice warmth, but it’s not powerful enough. It can’t contrast with the frost that pervades her.

The driver was tired to hear the complaints of people on who knows what various topics (Reid had mentioned a study about it, which showed that people open up mostly with hairdressers, taxi drivers and some other category that he couldn’t remember) he became a bit of a psychologist: he realized that the blonde woman didn’t want to talk and left her lost in her own thoughts. Probably he also notices that in the middle she begins a silent cry, but something in her bearing, in her look, in her eyes, suggests him that it’s a serious matter, yes, there is something extremely proud in her tears.

I don’t have to think about it, but now what is the use of censoring me, forcing me not to do it? He'll never know it. So, I ask myself: what is Luke doing right now? He will be with her, probably. They'll be... She bites her lips, closes her eyes and forces herself to say it. They'll making love, surely. After spending a quiet evening watching some stupid TV program. His arm around Lisa's shoulders, she with her head resting on his chest, every now and then she’ll have raised her chin to look for his lips ... and then they will have laughed, he’ll have bent his mouth in that strange way, so sexy and mischievous and he’ll have proposed turning off the TV to move on to something more interesting. And then they may fall asleep together, legs intertwined, his arm on her stomach and this morning he’ll bring her the breakfast to bed and...

She believed she was strong, that she would be able to pretend that everything was going well, that nothing had changed. This was until Lisa had appeared from O'Keef, shattering the barrier between work and private life. She couldn’t hide what she felt, could no longer joke with herself and settle for that little, now that Luke had a girlfriend, especially if she was there, present.

And realizing how much their behavior together was natural, this had finally killed her. It wasn’t the adventure of a night, or a "phase". Surely Luke would have married Lisa, just as Derek had ended up doing the same with Savannah. It wasn’t about seeing the overlaps where there weren't: they were both female doctors, beautiful women and good people.

May you be happy, Luke. I wish you only this.

But she wouldn’t stay there to see it.

For those who believed that giving oneself means being strong, I say no, nothing at all ...

He awakens hearing a sound that he is get attached now, but when he opens his eyes to read the content of the message, he is surprised to see who the sender is. It's Prentiss, a new case has arrived. He rubs his eyes and yawns. Needless to lie to himself, he is sad that it’s not Garcia, it was usually she to throw him out of bed with that sentence, combined with a joke every time different. In fact, Lisa had never appreciated this either (that another woman snatched him from her arms), but before tonight (last night, now) he hadn’t noticed.

He dresses without turning on the light, he doesn’t need it, because enough of it enters from the window. It is six o'clock in the morning. He can’t wait to get there, to see her. Of course, he can‘t speak already now, because they have to concentrate on the case, but later, in short, when this case too will be archived, perhaps...

Roxy barks, distracting him from his ruminations. -I'm sorry, girl, no walk today.- he gives her a caress. -Jenny will arrive soon.- without Lisa’ stuff his house doesn’t seem so different. He can’t help but imagine unicorns, octopus-shaped cups, strange-colored curtains. If there was Penelope in her place, yes, he would feel the difference.

He shakes his head and climbs into the van.

Because those who flee will not be a real winner at all, only those who don’t hide will win...

Finally, he sees the outline of the very high building, he parks and rushes to the elevator. In that narrow space he fries with anxiety. He just needs to see her, just a second... the doors open, and he go down. He heads to his desk. -Hey, good morning!- he is excited, anyone could understand it. He greets Spencer and Matt, who reciprocate him. He notices that Rossi is talking on the balcony with Emily. He turns to JJ, who is intent on working on some documents, very focused. -Hey!- he says, but the blonde doesn’t seem to have heard him, because she doesn’t answer anything. But she seems to notice that he is staring at her, because she slams the papers on her desk and sighs, as if she were trying to control her anger. Maybe she fights with Will? He sees no other solution to her behavior. -JJ?- he asks, uncertain. She turns to him and glares at him, one of those looks that are very close to those that usually gave him Penelope. Luke stands up in front of the woman. -Hey, are you okay?- JJ also stands up, pushing the chair badly, but instead of answering, she heads towards the round table room. -What's wrong with her?- he asks the other two men. Simmons shrugs, dr. Reid seems to know more, but also, it's not willing to telling him anything. After not even a second the chief appears on the balcony. -Guys…-

Camouflaging your love can only hurt you, so it should never be done...

As soon as he comes in, Luke notices that someone is missing. There is an empty chair and the remote-control rests abandoned on the table. However, he doesn’t have time to ask for anything (because in the euphoric state he is in, he probably would have been able to do it), since a man who he has never seen, makes his entrance.

-Good morning, sorry for the delay.- and the man grabs that remote control. Luke must refrain from taking it before him, as if he wanted to protect an object he deems worthy only of the undisputed goddess of the BAU, one of the many nicknames he had discovered had been created by Morgan specifically for her.

He immediately starts talking about the case, but Luke can’t concentrate. He stares at him as if he were a usurper. He has gray hair, wears a pair of glasses with banal frames and has a voice that he finds annoying immediately. And he is clearly an IT. Kevin Lynch, is written on the name tag hangs on a shirt in bad taste.

Who is this man and where is Penelope?

Luke doesn’t participate in the debate, he doesn’t give any contribution. He wakes up only when Emily utters the mantra. -Wheels up in 20.- then he watches JJ approach the man and whisper quietly. She definitely knows him, and Prentiss too, it's obvious from their attitude. Then the blonde goes out and her place is taken by the last woman left in the room.

-I'm Dr. Tara Lewis, nice to meet you.- Lynch smiles, but this doesn’t make him more nice. Matt also shows up and so he realizes that he is forced to do the same, or he’ll seem to have something against this stranger. And even if it's really like that, it's not good for others to know it. Not immediately, at least.

-Luke Alvez.- no kind formula, it would feel hypocritical. The IT has a firmer hold than he would have imagined. In hearing his name seems to light up.

-Alvez, of course! Plum juice told me about you. Don’t worry, I’ll not call you newbie.- he doesn’t know which of the thousand things implied by this sentence should upset him more. Plum juice . It is clearly a nickname related to Garcia and is almost as odious as Derek Morgan's baby girl. Plum j... Penelope, in short, told Lynch about him. And finally... this guy thinks he can make fun of him. No one else in the world can call him that way, except JJ, every now and then...

JJ. He has to talk to her, she surely know something more about him.

-Okay... now, I’m sorry, the jet is about to leave and I wouldn’t want to stay here...- he takes leave with one of the worst excuses that have ever occurred to him. He basically runs to get on board as soon as possible. Just outside he almost crashes against JJ. -Hey, I was looking for you...- but the blonde doesn’t seem to have changed mood.

-Alvez, be more careful. Try to focus on the case, rather than on your girlfriend.- a cold, pungent tone that makes feel Penelope absence even more. JJ had never called him by surname, they were good friends, they often went out in pairs during the missions. -What do you want?- she stands in front of him with folded arms.

- I... nothing, do you know where Garcia is? Is she fine?- Finally, he is forced to ask directly what he really wants to know. The woman bursts into a sour laugh. But she decides to be generous and gives him at least one of the answers.

-She had to leave for personal reasons.- totally aseptic. -Why are you interested in knowing, Alvez?- she approaches him, this time smiling smugly. -Then? Did someone cut your tongue?- Luke shakes his head and almost manages to move her, but then she remembers that at that moment her best friend is about to take a plane and fly away, far away, all alone and the fault is of this wretch she has before her.

He sighs, closes his eyes and when he opens them he stares at her with such intensity that he upsets her. -Because I love her, JJ.- she sees a few tears in the corners of his eyes and realizes it must be something serious.

-Well, you don't show it very well.- she moves away a little. -Anyway, she told me to tell you to look in the first drawer of your desk. And move, Luke, the jet doesn’t wait for anyone.- some shade of sweetness more than the last time. The man opens it without knowing what to expect, but definitely not that.

A black and white puppet in the shape of a cat. And there's a note underneath, he recognizing the convoluted computer technician’ writing, in green. I'm sorry.

What is fashionable, now, I don’t know, until yesterday the instinct was followed... what will remain of us, now I don’t know, I only know that for you, I will not be the same more...

Penelope opens the umbrella and pulls the suitcase up to the airport entrance. It is still raining. She can’t help wondering what is happening in Quantico in the meantime. Has a case arrived? How's Kevin doing? But she must not reflect on these things, otherwise it will change her mind.

She walks through the crowd, trying to go unnoticed. Her heels are not so tall, nor the colorful dress like so many others she had wear previously. But the suitcase is bright pink and the raincoat far too dated. In no way she couldn’t be noticed. Too bad the right person hadn't notice her, not in the way she wanted, at least.

Of course, she made him laugh with her jokes and keeping him at a distance, but... nothing more.

She lines up behind a couple of elderly gentlemen. She observes the way in which both try not to weigh on each other, but at the same time they manage to support each other. The man gives a caress to his wife, who snorts, complaining that her legs hurt. Penelope sighs, takes another step and before she realizes it, she is a few steps from the ticket office. She turns to look back, almost hoping to see Luke appear, running towards her, begging her not to leave him.

Obviously, there is nobody.

-Miss, how can I help you? -

Maybe yes, maybe not, very careful and distracted, you've ever wondered, why it happens that... getting hurt is easier than giving a kiss, for what reason I don’t know, and I... for a while I'll disappear... for a while I'll disappear...

The screen turns on and a man with glasses begins to speak, drawing up a list of the last places visited by the victim. But Luke can’t concentrate. For a moment he had hoped to see her, inside that little box, be able to hear her voice as she said it was all a joke, that she hadn’t left. He had deluded himself so much, how could he?

-Rossi, you and Reid will go to the coroner. Tara, JJ, you talk to Felicia Miller's parents. Simmons, Alvez, you with me from the Wikins.- not even the voice of Emily seems to be able to bring him back to reality. -Luke, are you there?- the man nods. He must strive to be professional, can’t allow other girls to be murdered just because he is stupidly in love and can’t manage his feelings. As soon this case will be solved, the sooner he’ll be able to think about his business. Penelope could never love such a selfish person. He must become the man she deserves to have close.

The previous evening

For those who had fun in a group and shouted at me “you disgusted me” and now I think, that they no longer laughs... for those who believe to be strong because they can hurt, I say no, nothing at all...

-Penelope, are you absolutely sure that this is what you want? That there is no other solution?- she sees that her best friend is trying hard not to cry and not showing weakness, to not force her to stay if it’s not what she really wants.

-Yes, JJ. I'm sure. I'm sorry, I'd like to be strong enough, be able to pretend it's nothing, but I can’t do it, I'm sorry, really. I know it's selfish, leaving you this way, abandoning you with all the cases... but I've talked to Kevin, he is willing to take care of some cases and if...- JJ interrupts her.

-Don't say that, even in fun! You are the least selfish person in the world! It's just... I'll miss you.- now the eyes of both are limpid. -But we'll do it, you don’t have to worry, just think about recover. Ok?- Penelope doesn’t even try to show herself stronger than she is. She pulls her in a hug.

-I’ll miss you too, my friend. And the others too, to die for, you know. But I need some time to reflect, to understand how to overcome this situation... and I can’t do it here, seeing him every day. I can’t treat him like before, every time I see him I feel like crying and when he smiles I just think it's another, the one that makes him feel so good and... and I should be happy for him, but I can’t. I can’t, JJ, that's not me. I've even been able to forgive Battle and mourn Baylor's death, why it's so hard to accept that...- she swallows but forces herself to say that name. -...that Luke is busy with another woman?- she is crying openly, now, without breaking away from the other blonde.

-At seven o'clock.- Penelope wipes her face with a tissue. -Now it's better if... if I go home, I still have things to do... could you... could you put this in Luke's drawer?- JJ looks at the intrigued puppet. -It's... an antistress kitten that he gave me... after the case in Vermont, that of the boy who was also killing while he was sleepwalker... I know it's a stupid and theatrical thing, but...- the other blonde makes a sign that she understood.

-Ok I will. But you call me when you land, it doesn’t matter what time it is. Okay?- Penelope sighs.

-All right. Bye, JJ. Take care of yourself and... of Will, the guys...- it sounds awfully like a goodbye.

For those who continue to hurt themselves, not loving enough, like you, but perhaps also like me... I look into the eyes of my worst enemy and I don’t let guide from my grudge...

They are walking along the road facing the house of the last victim. Luke seems to have returned to himself and his insights turned out to be correct: Patricia Wilkins had a lover, like the first murdered girl. This doesn’t mean, however, that he has stopped thinking of Penelope, at all. Only she has become a fairly small dot that steadily occupies a corner of his brain, instead of shining in the center and dazzling it.

There is an awkward silence. He decides that to ask a few questions will not be so terrible. He glances at Matt and then at his boss. -Prentiss?- the woman turns immediately to him. Of course, she spoke to JJ, both before and after this case arrived, both later, when they were about to land. But unlike the blonde she wasn’t surprised, the first time Luke introduced himself to O'Keef with another woman. That Lisa didn’t even look bad, her only real flaw was... not being Garcia. Not realizing that Alvez's heart (and mind) were already busy, but... at least someone else had to be notice of it during that evening. Penelope couldn’t take her eyes away from the couple and finally ran into the bathroom, to re-emerge only half an hour later and... without makeup. Definitely shocking.

The whole universe had realized that IT had a serious crush on the Newbie and that the latter was even worse... except those directly involved, of course. Yet, she couldn’t see only in negative the fact that Luke was going out with another. What really mattered here was that he had started going out again, that he was ready to get back on the market... to hang out with someone. Of course he couldn’t go directly to the subject of his desires, the "true goal", as they would say if it were an unsub, but he had to look around, start with something simpler, less intense and busy... and Emily had even hoped that this could help Garcia herself to unblock herself, to understand the depth of her feelings and take a minimum step, because she could also lose him...

This was until her doorbell rang at eleven o'clock in the evening and a Penelope with the smudged makeup had not put a ball of black fur in her arms. Only asking her excuse and giving her shortly after a letter, on rosy paper, but no less official.

A temporary leave? Yet, there was just written like that.

-Why you're interested, Luke?– she chooses to prolong the agony a little bit. She also wants to see how far he is willing to push himself for know. How far he is willing to expose himself, to make others understand what he feels, to feed his jealousy. He looks her in the eye and doesn’t look away. A lot, I'd say.

-Well, he called her...- she sees the man's Adam's apple going up and down as he strives to pronounce that nickname. -... plum juice and he told me that Garcia spoke to him about me. I just assumed that.- she can’t be so bad, he deserves to know the truth.

-Yes, Kevin and Garcia have been together almost for four years.- the eyes of the Latin agent are wide open beyond measure, eyebrows raised in the most sincere and surprise expression she has ever seen. A little like when he found out that a wretch had shot her, after a date. -They've been on-again, off-again for the past few years. And the last time... it happened because she didn’t agree to marry him.- well, this she shouldn’t have said it, but how could she resist to not have the satisfaction? Alvez must have known that there was a man out there who wished to make their computer' technician as his wife, who had loved her so much. Because yes, it's clear that Luke also loves Penelope, but... but he must never forget the luck he would get if she allowed him to love her. She is one of her best friends, a person too important, strong, but also terribly fragile and it’s her duty to protect her. Also, she is co-mom of her cat.

The man's legs refuse to move when he hears that word. Marry. The image of Penelope in a white dress flashes him. Her smooth, blond hair around her face, making her look even more like an angel. The frame of the clear, almost transparent glasses and the light makeup, because she doesn’t need it, to be beautiful. And shoes, shoes high, but not in an exaggerated way, on the other hand exalting terribly the neck of her foot. Nothing else, no other frills. The only accessory she would wear is her smile.

-Hey, Alvez, are you there, are you okay?- maybe she has a little exaggerated.

One, I always look forward and I don’t give up; two, if I tell you you're the top, I'm lying...

She sits down at the spot marked on her note, next to a decidedly handsome man, with dark hair, slightly curls. If it were not for a pair of blue glasses, he could almost be mistaken for Luke. Damn it, why she can’t stop thinking about him? What's the point to fly miles away from him, if her heart has remained in Quantico?

He had find it, the kitten? If she closes her eyes, she can vividly relive the moment when he gave it to her... the way he had smiled at her, the nuances of his voice... what he had told her. Everything had led her to believe that... he was not just a slightly too careful colleague. And how had she reciprocated him? Reminding him that she wouldn’t stop tormenting him, even if he had shown careful about her, taking care of Reid.

How stupid!

-Attention, we are about to start the take-off phase. Please turn off your electronic devices and fasten your seat belts until the plane will reached a steady position.- Penelope hurries to execute and while she sends her cell phone to sleep, she is disappointed to see that there aren't messages from him. But why does she still hope to receive a signal?

-First time you flies?- she jumps, hearing her neighbor's voice. He is smiling at her and seems very kind.

-No, but I can’t get used to it.- she replies, trying to force the heart to regain a regular heartbeat. The stranger's eyes are brown, but slightly clearer than Luke's. Luke. All roads lead to him.

Luke can’t conceive how much he misses her. It’s not just the need to hear some joke, stupid or joyful, but always apt, or about jealousy, challenge, sense of revenge. No, it’s only about love, the word that have always scared him. He had always tried to avoid it, but he wasn't able to stop himself from falling in love with her. She managed to penetrate his skin, to change everything, every attitude, every thought. If he hadn’t met her in that elevator, cold and willing to convince him of the talents of her Canadian boyfriend, would he accept Hotch's proposal to join the BAU? He doubts it, and so much. Surely when he met her he was already doing a little thought about it, even if to Rossi he had said the opposite. But she, Penelope, had been decisive.

They all get on the jet. They go back home. But it's not home, if she's not there to wait for them, with some drink or big proclamations, and O'Keef without her laughter... it's just another place to feel alone. That's why he makes the decision to talk to JJ and understand why she has problem with him. It’s certain that it concerns Garcia, so he has twice reasons for doing so.

-Hey, JJ, can we talk for a moment?- the blonde looks up at him and then moves to Prentiss. She nods and follows him in the drinks area. She puts her arms folded and stares at him, waiting. -Would you tell me what I did to you? You've been strange since before we left, and I have a theory. Do you want to hear it?- she doesn’t answer. -I think it's about Garcia and, also the reason she left the team overnight. And I think that Emily also knows it, but she has an opinion different from yours, because she didn’t treat me like you...- the blonde explodes.

-Ok, what the hell! You're right, it's Garcia!- she pushes him away. -It's your fault, Alvez and I'm not like her, I'm not understanding and sweet like Penelope, so I'll never stop hating you for having hurt her.- her eyes are bright, but out of anger, not for the pain.

-I... I would never have…- she doesn’t let him finish talking, of course. Their screams are heard in the armchairs, but Emily signals the others to take no notice.

-Maybe not consciously, but you did it anyway, the result doesn’t change.- he realizes that she is trying to calm down. -With all those looks, those smiles, those attentions that you have dedicated her... do you think I’m an idiot, Luke? Do you really think I didn’t notice anything? Why grab her remote-control and play with it before leaving it to her, why smiling sly when she called you newbie, why help her get off the sidewalk, console her for Reid, give her that damn kitten... take her to your friend with that pet...- while she talks, he blushes. But JJ doesn’t seem to be left in the slightest move. -I wonder, in fact, I ask you... why do all these things and then go out with another woman? Engage with another but don’t stop flirting with Garcia? And then, the worst crime: bringing her to O'Keef. Will never comes with us. That's our space, Luke, ours, only BAU, do you understand?- she runs a hand across her face.-Yes, I understand...- but the blonde shakes her head.

-No, you didn’t, otherwise you wouldn’t have brought Lisa. What did you think, Alvez, when you were with her? Why make fun of two women? I know you now, and you're not like that, you're not that kind of man... So? Why tease Garcia, deceive her that way and then find another one? Answer me, for the love of heaven!- Luke tries to stem her outburst by taking her by the shoulders.

-I don’t know, JJ, I swear. I didn’t even want to go out with Lisa, it was Phil who has organized everything and forced me. I... I didn’t do it on purpose, nothing. Until... until Lisa told me that Garcia had staring at me all the time and that it was perfectly clear that she was in love with me... I swear, I didn’t realize it, neither about what I felt, nor about that what she felt. I'm... I was so blind and stupid, but I never wanted to hurt her, never, never. She is a miracle on earth and I would be ecstatic if only I could hear her voice one more time, even if she told me I'm an asshole.- JJ yields and hugs him, but also gives him some pat on the back.

-I don’t know if I can forgive you anyway, for making her feel bad, whether you were conscious of it or not. You said it, she's a miracle and deserves someone who is aware of it and that treat her like a queen.- they break away and Luke looks down, obviously not feeling up to that task. -And you're, for the hell, that person. So, find her, please, and bring her back to us. It's an order.-

And if the pain prevails, it will make more sense... this will disappear, it’s what I think, what it means, what it means, that I have suffocated... only the need of who, has not forgotten you, and I... for a while, I will disappear...

The heart is about to come out of her chest. She doesn’t care that others understand. She shows too much apprehension to be just a colleague, who for the most part has never given a single sign of having accepted him in the team. Nothing counts, at this moment, except know, checking with her own eyes that he is fine. She doesn’t greet them almost and rushes to the room where they told her she will find him. She opens the door with a click, because otherwise she would remain on the threshold indefinitely, without finding the courage to take that step.

He is covered up to his armpits by a white sheet and looks terribly thin, small and fragile, as she had ever seen him. And his skin is so strange. The arms abandoned along the body, motionless. And closed eyelids.

-Luke.- she moans, taking his hand and intertwining their fingers. It's cold, of course. The memory of that nickname snatches a smile from her. -I can’t leave you alone one day, see what you do without me.- with the other, she touches his hair. So many time she wanted to sink her fingers and now she can do it... -Please, Luke, lift those eyelids and show me your beautiful dark eyes...- no change. If there wasn’t that machine that continues to beep, she would doubt that she is still alive. The chest lifts so slowly... -It was my fault, I know, I should not have left, but I needed it, I don’t know if you'll be able ever to understand or forgive me, but I couldn’t stay and see you... happy with another woman. I love you too much, yes, exactly, too much. Not like I love others, not even Derek. I'm... I'm jealous of you, although... even if the most important thing is that you feel good, because you deserve it, you are such a good boy and I... I tried to deny it with all of myself, and it has nothing to do with the fact that you have taken the Morgan's place. It has to do with that I can’t afford to be in love with you, and I was right... you found a wonderful person, both outside and inside and...- now she is openly crying, tears running down, crossing her cheeks and a go directly on the inert hand of man. But without making any sound, only from time to time she is forced to stop because the lump in her throat becomes too tight. -But now if you open your eyes and... you insult me or give any sign of life, I promise I’ll return to work for the BAU and I’ll stay close to you, for what I can, even if I have to see you marry Lisa...- she lets go his hand and bends over to place a kiss on his forehead. Another tear falls from the female face on the male one and ends on his lips. She doesn’t even try to capture it, if anything like this would happens... she doesn’t want their first kiss will be like that.

Then she hears like a whisper. She notices that it comes from Luke. Both the lips and the eyelids are pulsing, then the eyes open wide, but he doesn’t seem to be able to focus on her. He coughes a little.

-Luke! You woke up, I knew you would not have left us.- she jumps and screams. She would like to throw her arms around his neck, but in his condition, she understands that this is not the case. She is forced to stop because he keeps trying to say something. She places her ear close to his mouth to hear better.

-Pe... Pen... Penelope...- she warns other tears ready to be poured. He is saying her name! She moves away and smiles at him. Even the man's lips bend in a slight smile.

-Yes, it's me, I'm here, everything's ok! Now I'm going to call a nurse, somebody, so everything will be all right, okay?- she turns and starts to move away, but a slight squeeze on her wrist forces her to turn back.

-No... please... don’t... go...- she turns to him and nods. She doesn’t have time to do anything else, because the door opens, and a brunette woman enters, who rushes towards Luke, almost crashing Penelope. Lisa.

-Oh, love, you woke up, I was so worried!- she throws herself on him and starts kissing him, but the man doesn’t seem particularly happy. He doesn’t close his eyes, on the contrary, he continues to look at his colleague. He almost seems to ask for help. Then, finally she separates and seems to realize that they aren’t alone. -Hey, Penelope, why don’t you go call someone? I stay with my boyfriend.- there is something bad, however, in the tone of the brunette. And as she continues to stare at her, her face is deformed, her mouth widening like that of Pennywise in IT. Sharp teeth and long fingernails like claws.

Penelope remains paralyzed and can’t even scream.

But in the real world it succeeds. And so, doing wake up her travel companion and not just him. It takes some time to reassure everyone. She looks out the window, they are so high up that the cities below them look like a myriad of glowing dots. A perverse thought comes to her mind. Luke would never come back for me, to save me, he would never do miles and miles just to see me and make sure I'm fine. But she would do it. Love, sometimes, is just disgusting.

The anxiety is such that as soon as she lands she does exactly what JJ had asked her, calls her, to make sure everything is going well and that the dream was only that: a fantasy elaborated by her mind. After breathing a sigh of relief, she walks along the streets of the city where she grew up, before her parents died, that she was adopted. San Francisco.

Every street, every signboard brings back memories, even if many things have changed, so many shops have closed, and new ones have appeared. She doesn’t even know why she chose this place. There's nothing left and no one for her here.

She looks at the sign with a cross on it and sighs.

She comes in, her feet direct her to the right place, even though there has been so few times. Too few. She kneels, leaving herself almost to fall on the ground and caresses the headstone, the gold writing and the photographs. -Mom, dad, I'm home.-

A race against time. His life after they land at Quantico becomes exactly this. Rushing at the airport, boarding the plane and counting the minutes that are missing at the landing. But San Francisco isn’t around the corner and therefore he is forced to yield. Falls asleep. And he has a strange dream, where he is in a coma-like state, even though he has never experienced such a sensation. He senses everything around him, he even sees it, but his eyes are tight. He notices when Penelope enters his room, when she takes his hand and starts to explain to him that he must wake up, because she loves him even if he is with Lisa, even if she is not the one he wants close to him. He tries with all his strength to open his eyes, but he can’t, some strange force prevents him. And then she starts crying and to be not able to console her is too much. A tear ends up on his eyelids and as if by magic he finally manages to raise them. And she smiles at him, she's so beautiful... he would like to tell her, along with many other things, but then enters Lisa, even if she looks more like a witch and she hugs him, hurting him and then kisses him and sends Penelope away and he doesn’t want to but can’t stop her and then...

Black. Someone shaking his shoulder. A hostess. They have landed. He has arrived.

And then the race begins again. Where will she be? The irony of the situation is that the data that are in his possession there were come out right from Kevin. By now the man has resigned himself to have losing Garcia (if he ever really had had her) and it seems that he is about to getting married to a certain Gina. However, this isn’t what interests him. No close relatives of Penelope reside in San Francisco. So, there is only one place where she may have felt the need to go.

He knew it well before he landed. Without knowing a rational reason. Instinct or maybe something else. He walks hurriedly, without running. He makes the sign of the cross, then wanders among the tombs for a while, before finding a custodian. Explain that he is looking for a friend's parents, who should be buried here. Unfortunately, he doesn’t know their real surname, because Kevin couldn’t find this information. Probably Penelope has found a way to censor and block some parts of her personal file. The same succeeds in obtaining the desired result. The caretaker remembers her. She was such a sweet and pretty girl, how could anyone forget her?

His eyes are throbbing, as he turns the corner, ready to face her, even if she’ll decide to insult him, if she’ll tell him it's too late, it's out of time, that she can never forgive him... he's prepared for everything. He is also ready to make the most of the sacrifices: leave the BAU, where he has found a family, his own place, in order to make return her to Quantico. It must not be her, the one who leaves.

He is prepared for everything... but not for the possibility of not finding her. He looks the smiling faces of Penelope's parents. From her mother she took those big eyes, from dad instead her blond hair. His lips fold in a sweet smile. He reads the written sentence under the date of death.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity. [Edvard Munch]

Definitely Garcia sack flour. Then notice something resting on the marble. A photo. It rained, before he arrived, and also very strong. In fact, it is faded, swollen with water and also quite crumpled. But he recognizes it instantly. It portrays a brown-haired man, a blonde woman and a shepherd dog. He doesn’t look towards the goal but towards her, as if she were a divine apparition. And her eyes are low, on the animal. Nor did she notice it. They aren’t perfectly in the picture because he has never been able to do these things. But he had so insisted that she finally gave in. And after seeing the photo on the computer, she had asked (kindly) to make two copies. One for her. But just because it portrays me and Roxy, don’t get your head up.

The other copy is on his desk. Next to the statuette of a dog and a black and white rubber cat.

He shakes his head and giggles, hearing again that phrase with her tone and even the punch on the arm she had given him. Penelope isn’t here, but she has been there.

Now he has just to find her.

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