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A Woman Scorned - spencer reid

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Spencer nodded, an almost innocent grin on his face. Your head tilted slightly as you watched him, the way his expression brightened so easily. His book was no longer of any interest to him, he had better entertainment now. “Well, do you think so?” 

Your brows rose slightly, and upon noticing your confusion he gave a soft chuckle. “Uh, I meant do you think that one tiny crime can be wiped out by a thousand good deeds?”  Your expression faltered at the question before you gave a small shrug, feigning indifference. “I’m not sure. What do you think?..” Spencer was quiet for a moment, taking a pause to consider the question thoughtfully. “I think it depends on the crime committed, and the good deeds done.”

They say you can't outrun the weight of your sins, because no matter how fast you run they will always be latched onto you. This comes to be tested after you challenged fate. Changing your name, your identity, won't be enough to escape your past.

Notes:

yoyoyo first time posting on ao3 kinda nervous D:
don't burn me at the stakes if my tags are ass okay bro i tried my best but anyway lets hope the ao3 curse doesn't get me or something..

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Chapter 1: PROLOGUE

Chapter Text

The only evidence you had of being alive was the sight of your breath fanning through the frozen air of the New Hampshire willderness. The snow was a cruel cushion that let you rest, allowing you to bask in the last remnants of freedom. They were coming, help was coming. You could hear the sounds of your people, of your closest friends; celebrating, cheering. After two and a half cruel years; two summers, three winters, the land of the living knew you too—were amongst them. 

Maybe if you didn’t know what was waiting on the other side for you, you too would celebrate. If you didn’t feel the weight of blood, grief and hunger that had made home in your bones. That place wasn’t home anymore, and you knew now that maybe it never was. It wasn’t too late, right? Your head tilted sideways to look through the trees that surrounded the clearing, the endless snow dressed trees that went on for acres, unending yet more forgiving than any human ever was.

“I can’t go back” You whispered softly, eyes glossing over slightly as your brows furrowed. A girl stepped forward from the trees-maybe even the snow, you had no way of being certain.  Her hair was brown, long, and she was oh so beautiful. Despite the cold, she wore a long white dress and her hair blew through the wind like an angel who'd come down to bless you. “You have to.” She encouraged softly, crouching beside where you lay in the snow. 

“I can’t, I can’t leave you” Your voice cracked as you spoke, trembling as you desperately tried to reach for the brunette. Her expression held the same smile it had that day, a gentle look of acceptance as she closed the distance between your fingers. Her hands were nearly translucent, and freezing to the touch as her fingers linked with yours. “You have to live. I'm not going anywhere you won't be.” Cecelia assured as she slowly moved to lay beside you in the snow. Your hair tangled with hers as you both turned to face each other, even as the cold snow burned your cheeks, and the wind began to hush and blow through your ears so harshly your ears stung; you could still feel her. She was here.

“I’m sorry.” Her brows furrowed slightly, eyes squeezing shut as a small shiver rid through her body. The ghost of the brunette beside you smiled, “it’s time.” 

 

 

CONFIDENTIAL

FOR THE EYES OF THE DIRECTOR.

DATE: 12/26/1999

SUBJECT NAME

FLIGHT 1599

SEARCH CONDUCTED

INVESTIGATION INTO SUSPECTED RITUALISTIC BEHAVIOR UPON RECOVERY OF MISSING FLIGHT 1599 SURVIVORS.

SUSPECTED CRIMES

MURDER, CANNIBALISM, ASSAULT

STATEMENT

ON DECEMBER 24TH, 1999, I WAS CALLED TO CONSULT ON A CASE OPENED BY NEW HAMPSHIRE POLICE IN SUSPICION OF RITUALISTIC DEATHS UPON THE RETRIEVAL

OF MISSING FLIGHT 1599 SURVIVORS. OF THE TWENTY TWO MISSING PEOPLE, TEN WERE RECOVERED SAFELY. SITE SHOWED SIGNS OF HOLLOW GRAVES, AND MUTILATED REMAINS SUCH AS HAIR, AND BONES.

REPORT SIGNED BY: AARON HOTCHNER.

 

CONFIDENTIAL, DO NOT DISTRIBUTE.

FOR THE EYES OF THE DIRECTOR ONLY.

DATE: 01/03/2000

SUBJECT NAME

█████ ████████

CASE ID #: 00-cr-00317-JKV-1

SYNOPSIS: PSYCHOLOGICAL ASSESSMENT OF █████ ████████

STATEMENT

UPON COMPLETING MY INVESTIGATION ON RITUALISTIC BEHAVIOR PARTAKEN BY FLIGHT 1599 SURVIVORS, I SPOKE WITH WHOM WAS SUSPECTED OF LEADING THE ACTIVITIES. █████ ████████ SHARED VERY FEW WORDS WITH ME, AND REFUSED TO SPEAK ON WHAT OCCURRED DURING THE 2 YEARS AND 6 MONTHS SPENT IN THE NEW HAMPSHIRE WILDERNESS. SUSPECT CONFIRMS SYMPTOMS AND A PREVIOUS DIAGNOSIS OF SCHIZOPHRENIA. SUSPECT CONFIRMS BEING UNMEDICATED FOR MAJORITY OF TIME SPENT IN THE WILDERNESS. WITNESSES REPORT SUSPECT HAD VISIONS, PROPHESIES, AND HEARD VOICES DURING TIME SPENT IN THE WILDERNESS.

CONCLUSION

█████ ████████ IS CONFIRMED BY WITNESSES TO BE WHOM THEY FOLLOWED DURING TIME IN THE WILDERNESS. █████ ████████ IS CONFIRMED BY WITNESSES TO HAVE ORCHESTRATED THE DEATHS OF TEN PEOPLE ON FLIGHT 1599, AS WELL AS ACTS OF HOMICIDE. █████ ████████ IS CONFIRMED BY WITNESSES TO HAVE PARTAKEN IN MULTIPLE ACTS OF CANNIBALISM, ASSAULT, INTIMIDATION AND RITUALISTIC ACTIVITIES.

ASSESSMENT

█████ ████████ IS EXTREMELY UNWELL AND HAS SPENT AN EXTENSIVE TIME UNMEDICATED WHICH LED TO THE OCCURRENCE OF HALLUCINATIONS AND RECURRING SYMPTOMS OF A SCHIZOPHRENIC BREAK. DESPITE THIS, THE SUSPECT DOES NOT LACK EMPATHY OR MORALITY DESPITE CRIMES COMMITTED. IT IS MY RECOMMENDATION SHE STAY UNDER SURVEILLANCE FOR YEARS TO COME, AND IS TREATED IMMEDIATELY.