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“I need someone I know is real right now, alright?” Emily’s ears and tail were down and she was slightly leaning on Matt, who just told her something Spencer couldn’t hear. She tried to convince Spencer to stay with her, but everything was just too blurry for him.
Spencer ignored her and went to follow Scratch. He wanted to hurt him. Make him suffe-
No, no.
This is not something Spencer Reid, the BAU’s only omega, Penelope’s ‘genius kitten’, Derek’s ‘pretty boy’, and any other sweet names his.. team? family? pack? whatever.. called him, would say let alone make. What Spencer Reid would do, is stay with Emily comforting her and purring for her, calming her down and staying with her while Matt and Luke hunt Lewis. But it won’t be the first time he does something stupid that puts his life in danger. Far from the first time, really. And every time, he got a long speech from Hotch, now it would be Emily, about how he needs to be more thoughtful about his position and status as an omega and how that fact can make him even more vulnerable to violent experiences with unsubs bla, fucking, bla.
But what else would they expect from somebody who went through what he went in the last few months?
Maybe Cat fucking alpha had finally managed to get in his mind completely and convinced him he was meant to be a killer. He used to shudder at the simple thought, but not anymore. Now it just.. made sense to him, after all he had gone through.
The part that concerned him the most was that his heat hadn’t hit in about eight months, when it used to hit him each three months. Studies said that if an omegas heat is delayed it may be due to hormonal problems, or being exposed to a stressful event enough to make it have changes in their bodies. Spencer knew he hadn’t had it worse, to other omegas it happened the opposite and their heat came way too early, and making it last from four days (the normal) to an entire month. And all due to stress, can you believe that?
Whatever, in his way to where Lewis was, his mind was racing with one specific scenario in mind: shooting Peter Lewis and watch with satisfaction as his blood drains from his body and his eyes get lost in nothingness. He swore he could hear Matt and Emily screaming his name behind him, but he dismissed it off as the same anger that was blurring his mind and making him see red. Oh, and making him run at an abnormal and almost impossible speed, apparently.
After running and climbing stairs, Spencer found Lewis in the roof. With Luke aiming his gun at him. Peter also held a gun in his hands, but he was pointing it at his own head. Peter’s eyes met his in the moment he stepped into view.
Luke turned his head and looked at Spencer. “Spencer, step away,” Luke put an arm in front of Spencer. His tail was moving so fast, as if he were a feline chasing its food. Pff, as if that could stop him.
”Spencer Reid,” he gave him a wide smile. “Why even bother to come up here?” Spencer blinked. “What are you supposed to do? No- let me guess.. You will use your cute ears and long fluffy tail to try and make me realize that what I’m doing is wrong!” He was just about to bark a laugh when-
BOOM!