#this guy's said so many fucked up/unprofessional things to me that i'm just kinda like. i dont care for his approval anymore.

[xannerz]

i did have a fuck it moment yesterday and told my boss i found c*ll c*nter training to be mundane (and i'm already burned out ((sick)) of it) and i guess he's dwelled on it. he brought it up again today and was fishing for me to elaborate on it, and i just deflected. i'm just sick of whatever our relationship's devolved to.

[deceasedream69]

High

Summary: after a night at the bar with your friends, you start to feel really sick, lucky for you, you meet with the right person.

Warnings: mention of drugs, SA and abuse.

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The music was loud, there wasn't a lot of people today, considering it was Tuesday, but there was enough to fill half of the bar.

I was speaking with my friends, drinking and ocassionally admiring the guys and girls around me. So many shots, but I already had my eye on someone. Even tho, deep down, I knew nothing was going to happen there, it was impossible and unprofessional, but...

-"No, you got it all wrong pretty thing", Derek's idea of flirting always baffled me, mostly because it worked.

-"and what's such a pretty thing doing here all alone?", A guy approached me.

-"drinking, and enjoying being alone", I smiled. I understand they want to make their move, but I really wasn't in for flirting today, not with anyone who wasn't him. But he was clearly never going to give the first step, but... should I?

-"oh, come on. That's boring, love", he lifted my chin with his finger. That's when I assume it happened, cause I can't recall any other moment.

I smiled and moved my head.

-"you go conquer another pretty "thing"", I took a sip of my drink and turned around.

-"we'll see", he said standing up.

I turned to look at Spencer but he was staring at another girl, I could feel my heart drop, so I decided to go, but I decided to finish my drink before leaving. Drinking it as quickly as possible, I said good-bye to my friends, most of them with a hug, but Spencer... we weren't there yet, so I grabbed my coat and headed for the exit.

My feet were pretty heavy. I worked that day, so I was probably very tired. The noise coming from inside the bar was making my head go in circles, in consequence my hand went quickly to it, trying to cease the pain. I rubbed my eyes because they hurted, my mouth was dry.

The door of the bar opened.

-"Oh, love, you look like you need help", one of his hand on my back and the other holding my arm.

-"no... I'm... fi-", I grabbed myself from a metal bar next to me, away from that dude. But he quickly grabbed my arm again.

-"hey..." a voice from another dude just leaving the bar came from behind us.

I was so fucking scared, all the things that could go wrong running through my head. And if there were 2 guys... I was so out of it I didn't even recognized the second voice.

-"No, fine... fine", I said trying to stand back up.

-"I'm with the FBI-", as soon as he said that, the first guy let go of me and ran away, making me fall to the floor, since I was holding onto him.

-"Shit"

After that everything went black.

-

Spencer's pov

-"hey, hey, stay awake... hey... dammit!", I quickly got my phone out and called for the first person I could, Derek.

-"What?! I'm kinda busy in here? If you wanted a ride you should've wait for Hotch, his saying his good-byes right now"

-"Listen! I'm outside the club, I need help!"

-"help...? I'm not..."

-"Come here!"

I hang up, she was breathing and had a pulse. I opened slowly her eyes, they were red and extremely dilated. She looked so... vulnerable, helpless. It hurted seeing her like this, she was right there with us, and no one noticed.

-"Oh poor thing", I ran my fingers through her hair, it was very soft.

<<maybe if I didn't avoid their interaction because of my jealousy I wouldv'e noticed>>

I didn't exactly know what to do without some help. Afer a few seconds JJ and Derek were walking towards me.

-"Spencer!", JJ kneeled before us. "y/n..."

-"kid, what happened?"

-"A guy was trying to take her, I stopped him, but he ran away. Still got to drug her"

-"Derek, call an ambulance", JJ checked the surroundings for anything suspicious. "There's a camera there, and there. We just need García's help"

-"I already called the ambulance"

I decided to drive to the hospital with her, she couldn't just wake up all alone in the hospital with no explanations, and I already felt bad for leaving her alone... twice.

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Y/n's pov

The bed was soft. I slowly opened my eyes, but then quickly closed them again. The light was too strong, it hurted. That's when I felt a hand touching mine, making me pull back mine quickly.

-"sorry", he apologized, moving his hand back.

I wanted to say his name, but I just couldn't. It felt like I didn't have a voice.

- "hey, shhh, it's ok. The doctors said you need to rest, I'm just here to keep you company. Don't push yourself"

He tries holding my hand again, and now that I knew it was him, I hold his hand back.

I started to remember everything that happened. The guy, the bar, the drug in my drink...

I was so upset I didn't even noticed the tears forming in my eyes.

- "oh, y/n, don't cry...", He said caressing my cheek. His warm hands felt nice against my skin, I smiled slightly.

-"what...", I cleared my throat because my voice was really raspy and dry. "happened to...", it was too much, I started coughing.

Spencer quickly put his hand on my back to help me sit up.

-"shhh, breath", he sighed and sat back down. His hand still holding mine. "García is still searching and the rest of the team are working on the videos from the cameras around"

-"I can´t help feeling stupid", it was mostly a whisper, my voice wasn't there yet.

His face dropped.

-"don't say such thing. I'm the one who feels stupid"

I just turned to look at him with a confused look, asking for explanation without actually speaking. He sighed again.

-"I did notice when he approached you and tried to "seduce" you, but I was so... distracted...", his eyes looked into mine, like yelling to me "distracted is not what I meant", but it was only for a brief second, his vision when back to our hands to continue the story. "so I didn't noticed when he... But I'm glad I came out to help you"

-"how did you know I needed help?"

-"what?", he got closer to me, my voice was barely understandable.

-"how... did you know I needed... help"

-"oh", he sat straight again. "I saw when you rejected him, so when I saw him leaving after you... I knew there were no good intentions", he squeezed my hand slightly.

-"Thank you"

-"excuse me? I didn't quite catch that", he said joking, bringing his ear closer to me.

I laughed.

-"thank you", I took the chance and left a kiss on his cheek, but I immediatly regreted doing so. His hates physical touch, he'll obviously hate kisses. But hell, it was already done.

-"Sorry", I whispered.

But instead he got closer and kissed my forehead. Squeezing my hand even more, making me smile.

-"awww, you're red-"

-"it's the drugs. But what's your excuse?", I smirk at him.

-"I like you"

I couldn't believe he just said it out loud, and I think he couldn't believe it either. But before he could say anything more, or deny it, I had to get my feelings out.

-"I like you too", I smiled. He looked like he let go of the air he was holding in from the nerves. "I don't know what to do now", I said looking into his eyes, making him smile.

-"just... get better and we'll figure it out"

-"can I get another kiss? I heard they help to get you better", He moved some hair from my forehead and planted another kiss. "thanks doc"

He stood there with me until the rest of the team got there, he had to leave eventually so he was waiting for them so I wouldn't be alone.