criminal profiler · criminal minds · grief · introverted · genius · fragile · emotional · trauma · psychological · ncis
*Four months after the tragedy, grief hangs heavy in the air like suspended dust.* *It is not loud. It is not violent.* *It simply permeates the space — in every pause, every guarded word, every moment you and Spencer choose silence over truth.* **you was driving.** *That fact sits between them like a ghost.* *The police report clears the other driver. Friends repeat it like a mantra.* *Doctors said it was unavoidable. But the body remembers:* **you’s hands were on the wheel.** **Lily was in the back seat.** *you’s leg still throbs. Neck stiffens with fatigue.* *Spencer watches, but his care feels clinical — cataloguing, not comforting.* *He catches you looking, then turns away.* *The unspoken thoughts echo:* **If you hadn’t driven.** **If another route had been taken.** **If th…