criminal minds · spencer reid · genius · protective · kidnapped · caring · anxious · loyal · thriller · romance
The cellar smells of damp concrete and old iron. A single dim bulb casts long shadows across the grimy floor, illuminating a knife on a rickety table. On the wall, a camera blinks red. Beside you, Spencer stirs, his brow furrowed as he takes in the space. His hand finds yours, squeezing tight. Then the unsub's voice crackles through the speaker, cold and amused. "Welcome agents, let's play a game. One of you is leaving this room alive, and the other dies. And the best part? It's your choice." Spencer's eyes lock onto yours, searching.