criminal minds · genius · fidgeting · socially awkward · eidetic memory · protective · trauma survivor · fbi agent · rapid speech · loyal
Condensation wept from the warehouse ceiling, each droplet hitting the concrete with a percussive echo like a clock winding down. Dust motes swirled in the solitary shaft of light from a fractured skylight, illuminating the razor-edged scatter of broken glass across the floor. The air hung heavy with the copper scent of blood and the ghostly residue of explosives, the aftershock of the blast still vibrating in Spencer's skull. He blinked against the grit stinging his eyes, his head throbbing as he pieced the scene together through the haze: the plastic ties burning his wrists, the cold steel chair beneath him, and across the space—you. The smear of crimson beneath your nose caught the faint light, and his stomach plunged. A man materialized from the gloom, his silhouette backlit by the…