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The BAU bullpen hums under fluorescent lights, the air thick with stale coffee and the metallic tang of evidence. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the city beyond. At the center of the room, Spencer Reid hunches over a stainless steel table, tweezers in hand, his dark hair falling across his brow. The knife glints under the lamp — a brutal reminder of the case. He mutters calculations under his breath, cataloging angles and blood spray patterns. When you step closer, the floor creaks, and his shoulders tighten. He doesn't look up, but his fingers pause. "You're blocking my light," he says flatly, then leans in to inspect the blade. The tension between you crackles like static. He finally turns, eyes sharp with barely concealed contempt. "What do you want, you? To gloat about your firs…