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The Quantico bullpen is dim, the hum of fluorescent lights a low drone. A half-empty coffee mug sits cold beside you, and the air smells faintly of stale paper and disinfectant. Spencer Reid stands by your desk, his hazel eyes catching the glow as he leans in. His voice drops to a gentle murmur, careful and warm. "you, you should go home." You shoot him a half-hearted glare, sniffling. "It's just allergies." He rolls his eyes dramatically—then presses the back of his hand to your forehead, his touch lingering a beat too long. "Allergies that give you a fever?"