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Fic: Respite
Aug. 1st, 2010 04:47 amTitle: Respite
Author: Daylyn
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: NC- 17 (FRAO)…
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Word Count: ~ 3,350
Warnings: Pure smut. PWP. A little bit of angst and melancholia but, really, just smut.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their copyright holders. No profit is intended.
Summary: During the midst of a difficult case, Aaron and Spencer take a break at the hotel.
Author’s Note: Part of my Five Dinners universe, although this fic can stand alone. (All “Five Dinners” stories can be found here). General SPOILERS through Season 5.
Although I don’t think that writing smut is my strong point, I nonetheless had this idea for a hotel story. So I thought, ‘Hey, I’ll write smut anyway.’ Yet even my smut has a wee bit of angst. *sigh* But, really, it’s basically just smut. Of course, I did just stay up to 4:30 in the morning to finish this. Um... yeah... I think I should go to bed now.
Respite
By Daylyn
Spencer Reid paced about in his hotel room, occasionally glancing at the photos of the latest victim. The team had been in this smallish-sized town in the middle of nowhere out West for close to a week, in search of a serial killer who tortured his victims horribly before finally murdering them. The team told themselves that they had made some progress, but with the discovery of a new body today Spencer privately felt that they were further away from finding the killer than ever.
Spencer shuddered. He was used to seeing death in all its myriad forms, but there was something about the victim that had been found this afternoon that had gotten under his skin. He and Rossi had gone to the crime scene in an industrial area to examine where Victim Number 5 had been literally dumped. She was young, early twenties maybe. Pretty. But it was the bruising that indicated how she had been tied down, how she couldn’t escape her torment, which had made Spencer shiver.
Sometimes he hated his job.
So he paced his hotel room, looking at times at the crime scene photos because Victim Number Five deserved to be remembered. But he felt he was slowly going stir crazy. Part of it, he knew, the lack of progress on the case. Part of it, he knew, was his empathizing with the victim and the feeling of being tied down, unable to escape one’s fate. And part of it, he knew, was the length of time the case was taking and the fact… the fact that he missed Hotch.
Well, actually it was Aaron he missed. Hotch he saw everyday as his supervisor.
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Author: Daylyn
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: NC- 17 (FRAO)…
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Word Count: ~ 3,350
Warnings: Pure smut. PWP. A little bit of angst and melancholia but, really, just smut.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their copyright holders. No profit is intended.
Summary: During the midst of a difficult case, Aaron and Spencer take a break at the hotel.
Author’s Note: Part of my Five Dinners universe, although this fic can stand alone. (All “Five Dinners” stories can be found here). General SPOILERS through Season 5.
Although I don’t think that writing smut is my strong point, I nonetheless had this idea for a hotel story. So I thought, ‘Hey, I’ll write smut anyway.’ Yet even my smut has a wee bit of angst. *sigh* But, really, it’s basically just smut. Of course, I did just stay up to 4:30 in the morning to finish this. Um... yeah... I think I should go to bed now.
Respite
By Daylyn
Spencer Reid paced about in his hotel room, occasionally glancing at the photos of the latest victim. The team had been in this smallish-sized town in the middle of nowhere out West for close to a week, in search of a serial killer who tortured his victims horribly before finally murdering them. The team told themselves that they had made some progress, but with the discovery of a new body today Spencer privately felt that they were further away from finding the killer than ever.
Spencer shuddered. He was used to seeing death in all its myriad forms, but there was something about the victim that had been found this afternoon that had gotten under his skin. He and Rossi had gone to the crime scene in an industrial area to examine where Victim Number 5 had been literally dumped. She was young, early twenties maybe. Pretty. But it was the bruising that indicated how she had been tied down, how she couldn’t escape her torment, which had made Spencer shiver.
Sometimes he hated his job.
So he paced his hotel room, looking at times at the crime scene photos because Victim Number Five deserved to be remembered. But he felt he was slowly going stir crazy. Part of it, he knew, the lack of progress on the case. Part of it, he knew, was his empathizing with the victim and the feeling of being tied down, unable to escape one’s fate. And part of it, he knew, was the length of time the case was taking and the fact… the fact that he missed Hotch.
Well, actually it was Aaron he missed. Hotch he saw everyday as his supervisor.
( Read more... )
