CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR: A LITTLE MISCHIEF !

⚠️ smutty on some ends!

15x08

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         THINGS WERE GOING GREAT FOR THE REIDS AT THIS POINT IN TIME. They had honeymooned in Paris while Lennox and Chris stayed with their Uncle Isaac.

Today had been Spencer and Casey's fifth day back from their honeymoon and they had both been at work. But of course, were they actually working?

You can bet that that answer was a no.

They had finished doing... other activities. In Casey's office, of all places.

Since they had gotten back, it seemed as though, Casey and Spencer just couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Which was understandable for newlyweds, such as them. And with Casey's pregnancy hormones all haywire, it was normalcy for them.

         Casey giggled on the floor of her office, the two both lying behind Casey's large desk, their naked bodies collided with the other's. "I guess we can check my office off of our list." Casey panted.

         "Definitely, along with the car," Spencer begins to kiss up Casey's collarbone. "Paris," He kisses at her neck. "The jet." He says seductively into her ear.

         "Are you already trying to go a round two, pretty boy?" Casey questions, settling herself up on her elbows. "With my stamina, yes." Spencer tells as Casey smiles as leans over to kiss him but before it can escalate into something crazier, a knock is heard and the door swings open.

           Casey is quick to grab her shirt off the ground and hold it to her naked chest as Spencer is quick to get in front of her, so as not to expose her. He grabs the pillow on the ground to cover his groin.

           The person on the other side of the door had been Emily and frankly she had seen just enough. "This is a place of work, you two." Emily scolded. "I'm so sorry, Emily." Casey speaks up.

            "Um, Emily, do you think you could push my slacks over, please?" Spencer wonders and Emily makes a face as she's quick to toss them over to Spencer. "My office, when you... finish!"

           With that, she closes the door and Casey sighs as she sits up as well as Spencer. "Why are we always the ones that get caught?" Spencer asked. "Because we're never careful?" Casey sighs as she grabs her clothes and gets herself prepared for the lecture they'd have to endure from Emily.

And when they'd entered the room, Emily was ready for said lecture. "You two need to stop making this a habit." She started. "Apparently, it's been one of your habits since you first got together? Casey, you're not the BAU teenager anymore. You're the boss. His boss! You do realize that this relationship you guys have could cost you your jobs?"

"We were married before all of this. Plus, Vivian and Hotch made it work when he was the boss." Casey reasoned.
"But they weren't sleeping together in the office." Spencer said. Casey shrugged, "You'd be surprised."

Emily makes a face before Casey goes back to the task at hand. "Look, we just got back together and we're always working. It's been a long time since we had mommy and daddy time."

It's as if Emily's face is stuck the way it is. In pure disgust. "Gross. Don't ever say that again. My point is, you two need to stop making this a habit. Before we have a seminar on this crap." Emily tells.

"I'm happy for both of you and people work here, so... please. Be discreet. And no more visits to Casey's office unless professional or personal in a way that doesn't involve both of you taking your clothes off."

Suddenly, Casey feels as if she's a teenager who just got caught sneaking out and Emily reminds her of Gideon in a way. She knows that she needs to get her act together but what's a little fun going to hurt?

          A little while later, Emily had a meeting to go to so Casey had decided to go and get ice cream with Spencer, JJ and Garcia since she had been craving something sweet. As they joined Garcia back to her lair, JJ noticed something on Casey's neck.

         "You look like you had some fun." JJ comments and Casey furrows her brows in confusion. "What?" JJ points to the side of her neck. "You got hickeys on your neck. It kind of looks like it's in the shape of an... is that an 'S'?" She wonders and Casey's hand immediately flies to her neck.

        "What?!" Casey whips her head over to Spencer. "You left hickeys?" Spencer shrugs nonchalantly, "Maybe a few." Casey furrows her brows, "And in the shape of an 'S'?"

        "You naughty boy." Garcia comments and Casey nudged Spencer. "Yeah, you're definitely getting payback for this at home. Garcia, please tell me you have makeup handy?" Garcia immediately nods, "Yeah, we can take care of that in a jiffy."

         Casey gives a glare at Spencer as they all make their way back to Garcia's lair. "Okay, JJ, spill, why don't you? How was New Orleans?" Garcia asked as she finished applying the makeup on Casey's neck and going back to their melted ice cream cups.

JJ had gone to New Orleans for a week and today had been her first day back. "Oh, it was wonderful. The boys had a ball getting to know their cousins, Will reconnected with his old crowd, and I ate so many oysters, I'm pretty sure I have pearls growing in me."

"More likely what's growing inside of you is vibrio vulnificus," Spencer tells. "It's a bacterial contamination caused by eating raw seafood. There's 52,000 cases a year in the United States alone."

"I forgot we invited the fun police." Penelope tells as Spencer frowns a bit, which causes Casey to kiss his cheek in comfort. "Ignore him. That's what lemon juice is for. You squirt that on stuff, and it kills all the bacteria."

"I'm so glad you're not my primary care physician." Spencer comments with a funny smile on his face. "Okay, that was gross and I'm gonna change the subject before my baby throws up." Casey tells.

"I still can't believe you're pregnant again." Garcia stated. "How does it feel?" Casey gives her a look. "Like there's something in my stomach controlling my bodily functions and hormones all at once." Casey reveals and JJ agrees, "Word."

JJ then decides to change the subject once more. "Can the three of you keep a secret?" She wonders. "They can," Garcia points to Spencer and Casey and then to herself. "I can't. Tell us anyway?"

"Okay, so the field office down there has an opening. The job's mine if I want it." JJ reveals with a small smile on her face and Casey's jaw drops and everyone in the room is shocked at the news. "In New Orleans?" Spencer asks. "Yeah." JJ nods.

"Wait. You're leaving?" Garcia asks. "I didn't even know you were looking at other things. Why didn't you tell me?" Casey wonders in curiosity. "I'm not," JJ tells. "I put my name on the OP list there, like years ago, and I completely forgot about it, but apparently my name has worked its way to the top."

"I don't know how to feel about this. I mean, I should be happy for you, but that means you're there and not here with us. And what are we gonna do if you're not here?" Garcia's cell goes off and she checks it. "And that's Emily. We have a case. This conversation is not over."

With that, Spencer and Garcia begin to leave the room, leaving only JJ and Casey. "I didn't say I was gonna take it." JJ announces and raises her brows to Casey. "She's definitely not gonna like my considerations then." Casey comments as the two head towards the round table.

Everyone is surrounded at said round table when Emily is the last to walk in. "Sorry." She tells. "Deputy director didn't beat you up too much, did he?" Rossi asks. "Uh, no. Just the usual bumps and bruises. Surprisingly nothing about the newlyweds." Emily narrows her eyes towards Spencer and Casey, who stiffen in their chairs.

"Uh, Penelope?" Casey urges the woman to start before everyone starts asking questions. "Today's toke of ick has been brought to us by Beaumont, Texas, where a businessman, Tom Mitchell, was found last night in the dumpster. Coroners say he was there at least 3 days." Garcia explains.

"Earlier in the week, the body of a prostitute named Elizabeth McBride was discovered in a shallow grave less than a mile from that dumpster." Emily added. "Why do we think the murders are connected?" Luke questions

"Because both of them were missing their tongues and their ears and their hands. And can someone start talking so I can stop thinking about—" Garcia is interrupted by Tara. "Yeah, it doesn't look like that's the end of it. In the last 48 hours, Toby Stemple, a prominent local attorney, and another prostitute, Cindy Wilson, have also gone missing."

"Affluent men and street prostitutes. This unsub's targeting two distinctly different victim types." Spencer told. "Oh, maybe the men were clients of the women. This could be about revenge." JJ adds. "Or someone who disapproves, a moral enforcer." Matt nods.

"Yeah, hands, ears, tongues. The mutilation is rough. Hopefully, this is all post-mortem." Luke tells. "Before, during, or after, this is personal any way you slice it." Rossi says as everyone gives a look at the man. "Pardon the expression."

"Erik's out of town on a personal matter, but he said he can help us over the phone, we have no time to waste. Wheels up in 20." Casey tells.

After that, the team heads to the jet and they begin to debrief. "So, the victimology between Tom Mitchell and Elizabeth McBride could not be more different." Emily starts. "And he was a wealthy, well-respected member of the community, churchgoer, coached his son's basketball team." Matt listed.

"She, on the other hand, had the sadly familiar trajectory of a troubled youth, addiction, sporadic homelessness." Tara told. "Ears and tongues removed." Luke added. "And we're talking about hear no evil, speak no evil?" "But he leaves the eyes. So, it's okay to see evil?" JJ questions.

Suddenly, Garcia appears on the monitors. "You guys, we were right to be worried about that thing we were worried about. The police just found the bodies of the two missing people."
"Where?"
"Well, the attorney, Toby Stemple, was found in an abandoned incinerator, and this Cindy Wilson was found buried in the woods like the other woman. As far as the missing body parts go, suffice to say second verse, same as the first."

"You know, there's a stark contrast in disposal methods as well as victimology. The women are buried with care in secluded areas. The men he discards in public places like trash." Spencer tells.

"Yeah, big-time anger imbalance." Luke tells. "Normally, it's the reverse. I wonder why he switches it up. Luke, Spence, go to the ME's office. JJ, Tara, see if any other women who work the streets have anything to add. Matt, you'll talk to the families of the male victims. Dave, Em and I will set up with the local PD." Casey groups.

After Spencer and Luke had come back, they'd discovered the unsub was very careful with the women but was very rough with the male victims. The women were even covered in white sheets. This unsub showed a lot of care with the women, it was a matter of time before they could figure out why, maybe an internal stressor? This unsub was also practically beginning for someone to stop him through tapes and sending them to the FBI.

Currently, Spencer, Casey, Tara and Luke were standing in the room, trying to figure out what to do next. "None of the body parts have been recovered. And what's this guy doing with 'em?" Tara questions.

"Normally, you'd think souvenirs, but that's a lot of rotted flesh to have hanging around the house." Luke stated. "They're probably trophies meant for display." Spencer added. "Yeah, but display where?" Casey questions.

"Well, the men were in their 50s, but the female victims both have a 25-year age variance." Spencer said. "Making it less likely the females are surrogates." Luke added. "Or there's some confusion in the unsub's mind as to what the women represent." Spencer said.

"So, Elizabeth and Cindy might mean different things to him. That's why he's careful with them." Casey figures, trying to see where they were going with this. "But, he aged up a generation with Cindy Wilson."

"So sexualizing a mother figure?" Tara wondered. "That would explain the face-down burials. He feels remorse." Luke says. "Well, this unsub's taking feeling guilty to the next level. I mean, he sent a tape to law enforcement begging us to stop him." Spencer reasons.

Suddenly, the main detective on the case walks into the room. "Reid," The man spoke, causing both Casey and Spencer to turn with their name being called. "Unit Chief," The man clarifies. "I just got a phone call from a car dealer downtown. Owner took a customer out on a test drive three hours ago. Never came back."

Casey immediately takes her cell out and decides to call JJ and Matt to talk with the people at the dealership.

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The next morning, they went to go speak to them and discovered that all of the male victims had one thing in common, deep roots within community. Everyone else had been out while Casey and Spencer were left back at the conference room they were settled in.

Spencer was sitting, clicking a pen and trying to figure out what this guy wanted. He looked up at the board that Casey was standing in front of and he couldn't help but rake his eyes over her body. He promised himself only to do it one time but it kept happening. He chose to ignore the tightening in his pants.

        "I just can't seem to figure it out." Casey mutters to herself as she takes a deep breath and looks over at Spencer, sitting back in his seat. She crosses her arms, staring at him and chuckles to herself.

         Spencer furrows his brows. "What?" He asks. Casey continues to stare at him like he's her prey and she's the predator. She stares as his hands on the table, his hair that she constantly rakes her fingers through, his lips she can't stop kissing or staring at. And not to mention the ever growing bulge in his pants. Everything about him at the moment is just so... sexy.

          Casey thinks for a moment. She's the damn unit chief, she has a reputation to uphold. Of course, Emily's voice lingered in the back of her mind but pregnancy brain was really getting to her now. Certainly doing something inappropriate wasn't leader-like at all. But ultimately in the end... no one needed to know.

        "Screw it." Casey mutters and closes all of the blinds and locks the door to the conference room they're in. The team would be gone for at least another twenty minutes, that gave her plenty of time.

         With no explanation, Casey gets down on her knees in front of Spencer and begins to unbuckle his belt from his pants.
         Slightly panicking, Spencer tries to remove her hands from his pants and looks towards the door, making sure no one can walk in at any moment. "Uh, w-what are you doing?" He questions.

        Casey places her hands on top of his. "Just... relax." She tells and Spencer halts his movements and decides to let it just happen. If there was anything he loved, it was definitely when Casey took control.

        Casey unzips his pants and his length is suddenly in her hands. He rests his head against the seat and lets out an 'Oh, my God' over and over again. Spencer Reid definitely died and just went to heaven.

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It wasn't long before the team had finally finished up the case. Everyone had been on the jet, ready to just go home. Casey had just gotten off the phone with law enforcement.

"Becky Silverman's shaken up, but she's gonna be okay." Casey assures. "Rossi said the police found more recordings in the unsub's cabin?" Spencer wonders. "Yeah, yeah, we've got 'em. We're gonna taken 'em back to Quantico." Luke tells.

"It might shed light on the murders we don't know about." Matt said. "That tree had a lot more body parts on it than five victims could produce." He referenced the tree where body parts of victims were tied up on, the tree that they had found and that their unsub was responsible for.

"Tackle those tapes tomorrow. I think all of us have had more than enough for one day." Casey tells and she then notices Emily and JJ sitting with each other and she decides to join them, sitting next to Emily.

"You guys mind if I bug you for a second?" Casey wonders. "Please." JJ chuckles. "I was just about to tell JJ that there's a rumor floating around her." Emily tells.

"Penelope." JJ sighs, knowing where Emily may have heard that from. "Is New Orleans something you're seriously considering?" Casey asks.

"I don't know." JJ shrugs. "It sort of came out of nowhere. But believe me, I'm not gonna do anything without consulting all of you first."

"They would be lucky to have you. But something to factor in, you know, should things get serious. Casey and I have talked about this, if were were to move on from our positions, we had you in mind to take over as unit chief." Emily notes to the woman.

"Whoa, wait. Are you—?"
"No," Emily tells. "At least not until I've consulted with all of you." Casey nods in agreement, "Me, too. But Emily and I just wanted you to know that when you weigh your options. We're in no way trying to pressure you or anything like that." Casey tells.

Emily and Casey exchange a glance, knowing that that's all they needed to discuss with JJ. "Emily, Case, um," JJ stops to the two women. "Thank you. That means a lot that you guys said that."

Casey smiles as she then heads over to her seat next to Spencer, who's reading his book. "Hey." He says as he notices her walking over. "Hey." She leans against him. "You okay?" He asks. Casey nods, "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay."

Truthfully, Casey had been doing some thinking. Had everyone been considering the option of leaving soon? Emily had been offered to be the first female director of the FBI, JJ was considering New Orleans and Casey was thinking about leaving so she could raise her kids. She hadn't even told Spencer she was considering that, she knew she needed to tell him soon. Maybe when we get home, she thought in her head.

But Casey knew it was matter of time before everyone were to go their separate ways. This team has lasted through so much, eventually, they would need to let go.

well this sucks lmao
i lowkey really didn't want to do this episode but oh well

sorry about the lack of updating recently i've been working my freaking butt off-

two originals are coming up! i'm very excited for them!
i hope you guys enjoyed this even i though i hated it i have a deep hatred for filler chapters lmao

thank you for reading
i love you all
-mya </33

p.s. no memes but here's a cute pic of spencer🥰

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I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND HES NOT EVEN REAL😭