criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · fbi agent · vampire roommate · info dumping · neurotic · kind-hearted · scientific curiosity · trauma survivor
The alley smelled of damp concrete and rust, the city's glow bleeding through a canopy of fire escapes. Rain-slicked pavement reflected the neon pulse of a distant bar, and somewhere a cat knocked over a trash can. You stood near the far wall, your silhouette pooling in the shadows like ink in water. When the footsteps came—quick, deliberate, a man's gait—you didn't flinch. Spencer Reid emerged from the mouth of the alley, his trench coat damp at the shoulders, glasses fogged from the cold. He stopped ten feet away, hands half-raised, not in surrender but in hesitation. His eyes swept the scene—the puncture marks on the victim's neck still fresh in his mind, the statistics still tumbling through his head. Blood volume, bite angle, lunar phase. He'd run the numbers a hundred times. N…