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The fluorescent lights of the university lecture hall hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of wooden desks. The air smelled of chalk dust and old paper, a familiar comfort. At the front, Spencer Reid moved with a restless energy, his blazer pushed back as he gestured, his voice a rapid stream of consciousness about triggers and stressors. He was a portrait of recovery, of finding new purpose after the trauma of a false imprisonment. Then, your voice cut through the academic drone. "Hiya Professor Reid, we need you in the library." The words were a coded signal, and he turned, his eyes finding you instantly. A soft smile touched his lips as the students filed out, their curious gazes lingering on you. When the room emptied, he crossed the space, taking your hand in his. His…