or what, sir? |a. hotchner| ✔️

fifty five

We could not get caught, or rather, I couldn't let anyone other than me get caught.

I wasn't nervous about something necessarily wrong happening. I was nervous one of them would mess up, mostly Seaver. She was a newbie, she didn't know what the hell she was doing. She shouldn't have came.

"Scarlett!" I heard, making me turn my head, "Scarlett Donahue, right?" I smiled at the man, nodding at him.

"Yes, sir" I knew the man was Bruce White, the leader of this sickening cult. I had no idea how he knew my name, but he did now, and he was talking to me. "And this is my husband, Dom" I introduced, and Bruce held his hand out to shake. Spencer hesitated, but I squeezed his free hand.

There was no way I was getting caught because he had a fear of other people's germs.  So he took his hand and shook it, even though I knew he was ready to vomit. I continued to smile warmly at the freak of a man, who actually looked friendly. No wonder he was the leader of the cult, "It's a pleasure to meet a few of my newest members" I nodded,

"The pleasure is ours, it's an honor to talk to you" I lied, and Spencer instantly agreed with my words. "This gathering is wonderful, I'm sure your son and his bride to be are ecstatic" I continued,

"Ah, yes. They're very much in love" I raised both of my eyebrows, my fake smile growing so he wouldn't know I was sick to my stomach.

"I'm sure they are" Spencer spoke up, and the man put his hand on my shoulder.

"I'll leave you two to go enjoy the dancing, you seem to be one of the only ones not partaking in it!" He suggested, gesturing to the people slow dancing. I looked over at Spencer,

"That's a lovely idea, right Dominic?" He nodded,

"It is. Come on, Darling" I looked over at the man,

"Have a lovely rest of the evening!" I hope he has a shitty night.

But Spencer and I walked towards the dance floor, and I instantly saw Ashley and Aaron slow dancing. I was so genuinely angry, they were so close. Whispering the plan only three inches apart from one another was making me absolutely livid. 

I rested my arms on Spencer's shoulders and he wrapped his own around my waist, and we started to sway back and forth together. We were so close, "Aaron probably requested to be with Ashley, he's petty enough to try and make me jealous" I murmured to Spencer, who held onto me a little tighter,

"You think so?" I nodded,

"I wouldn't be surprised" I admitted. Spencer then pulled away from me a bit and spun me suddenly, something I didn't think he would do. I smiled at the silliness of what he had just done,

"I can't dance, but we can look like we're having fun" He suggested.

I looked at him a little weird, "Like... make him jealous?" Was Spencer Reid actually trying to help me make Aaron jealous? Spencer shrugged as we continued on dancing.

"I won't be very good, but studies show that when you see someone you love with another potential partner, it makes them realize they still want you" I raised both my brows, and he realized what he said, "Not that I'm a potential partner, but Hotch doesn't know that" He caught himself.

I loved Spencer, but I would never date him. I could never ruin the friendship we have. Sure, we could be cute together. But I was in love with Aaron, and Spencer has never seen me like that.

Then, everyone stopped dancing as the music stopped, so we did too. The men stood directly next to the woman, and then the woman took a step away. "Fuck, we're about to waltz" I muttered, and I looked at Spencer. "When I count to three, hold your hand out for me to take" I ordered quietly,  "One, two... three" So he held his hand out, as did the rest of the men. I took his gently, and then, the music started again. I had to learn as a child after my mother married my stepfather, I knew a lot about this kind of stuff. Spencer was having a hard time with it, and the two of us would giggle every time he would step on my feet. He was however not making it obvious, because he didn't want us getting caught. "You're really good at this" He admitted,