Hello Everybody. This is my first story for criminal minds. I'm going to make it a collection of oneshots. Now some of them could be long and some of them could be short, I have no idea until i write them. None of the chapters go together, they are all seperate, unless I say beforehand that a chapter goes with another one. I'm unsure how often that would happen though. Let me know if you have any requests, I could try to do those for you guys. I love the pairing of Reid/Seaver. Idk why, I just think they are close in age and have a lot in common, and could have an awesome connection. Enjoy these oneshots guys, heres the first one, more to come in the future.

Ashley Seaver sat in the back of the black SUV, blood splattered onto her face and her clothes. She couldn't believe that she had unknowingly walked into the house of the unsub, unarmed. Thank goodness that Hotch called her or she knew she probably would have been dead before they showed up.

She didn't want to cry; to show weakness. She wanted the team to think she was strong enough to handle this job. Crying would only prove to them that she wasn't. On the other hand she had just had a knife held to her and Mr. Jacobs was threatening to end her life; anyone would be upset by that.

She was thankful that everyone seemed to be leaving her alone. She just needed some time alone to cry and to thank her lucky stars that she wasn't soon to be six feet under.

A few hours later as she sat on the plane, after Rossi and Hotch had scolded her for her actions, she thought about Heather. That little girl had just lost her mother and her father. She would probably go to an aunt, or a grandparent in some other city. However she would never escape the demons that her father surely caused her. Ashley knew what it was like growing up with a father like that, one who killed other women yet loved you more than anything. You wanted to be angry at him, and you were, but only to an extent. You still loved him, he was your father, but there would always be that hurt in the way. Her father betrayed her, just as Heathers father betrayed Heather. A father was supposed to be there for their kids. You couldn't very well do that from the cell that will become your tomb.

"Hey."

Ashley looked up from her seat on the couch to see Dr. Spencer Reid sitting down next to her.

"Oh, hi Dr. Reid."

"You know you don't have to call me that, right? The doctor part, you don't have to add that. Reid is fine, or even Spencer if you want to call me that. It is my name after all."

She gave a small laugh as he tried not to fumble through his words. "I'll keep that in mind."

"So is everything okay, um, Ashley." He felt a little bit weird calling her by her first name. The only person they ever really called by their first name was J.J. and even that was just a nickname. They called Elle by her first name quite frequently, but that had been so long ago now. It was a bit unnatural to him. "You just seem sort of upset. Not to say that you shouldn't be, I mean, you were put in a pretty scary situation."

She found his rambling sort of adorable. "Yeah, I'm okay. Just a bit shaken up is all. I'll be fine."

"You know it's okay to feel scared. That's a scary thing to go through"

"Have you ever been in that position before, you know, where you thought you were in the last few moments of your life?"

Reid wracked his brains and thought of all of the times in this job that he felt exactly that way. "Yeah, I may have felt like that once or twice." He chuckled.

Ashley gave him a confused look, so he continued to speak.

"Let's name a few of those times shall we? There was a time that I was shot in the leg by a man targeting a doctor. The man had his gun pointed at the doctor and of course I ran to push him out of the way. I was sure that the bullet was going to hit me somewhere awful, and even though I had that vest on, that doesn't take away any of the fear. Luckily for me the bullet hit my leg and I wasn't too injured. I was on crutches for a while but it could have been worse."

"Luckily the man you saved was a doctor right? If you have to be shot, it's a good thing there was a doctor." She smiled at him and he returned it in full.

"Then there was the time way back when I first started with the B.A.U. and I had just failed my gun test, again. So I wasn't allowed to carry a firearm. We were looking for a sniper and we eventually found out he was working in an area hospital. He knocked me out with his gun and then held Hotch and I at gun point. Here I was, no gun, no vest, and I had a rifle pointed at my head by a sniper. An angry sniper mind you, the man was really aggressive. We made it out unharmed when I was able to get ahold of Hotch's spare gun and send a shot right through his forehead."

"Wow, did you get your gun privileges back?"

"Sure did." After a brief pause he continued. "Then there was the time in Texas where Elle ended up being a hostage on a train after a man thought she was spying on him since she was a federal agent. He thought he had a government chip implanted in his skin, sort of a big brother is watching you type deal. I volunteered to go in there and make it appear as if I was getting the chip out of his arm. I dabbled in magic tricks when I was younger and I was pretty good with the sleight of hand trick. Of course I went in there, unarmed and when I got in there I removed my vest. It was the only way the man would allow me to come aboard the train. I had a job to do, and I put my life on the line for that. I was insanely scared that I wouldn't do the trick the right way and he would notice I was lying and he would find out I'm an agent and I would be dead before anyone could fire off a shot at him."

Ashley spoke up. "Oh wow, that had to be nervewracking. You seem to get yourself into a bit of trouble sometimes."

"Exactly. So I know a little bit about how you feel. I know it sucks."

"Can I ask you something else?"

Reid opened the blanket on the back of the couch. It was chilly in the cabin and he held it up to her, silently asking if she was chilly. She was so she nodded. He spread it out, giving her half while keeping the half closest to himself on his legs. "You can ask me anything."

"Okay. Emily mentioned to me that you and she had been held hostage before? How did that feel?"

"A bit different. Of course it's not pleasant, but we were dealing with a religious cult and as long as I could kind of make them think I wasn't an enemy, they weren't aggressive towards me. They weren't always holding a gun to my head, or a knife to my throat. They did hurt Emily and I feel a bit guilty for that, but we did what we had to do to keep them calm and allow our guys to take control."

"Which one of those situations that you told me about tonight were the worst for you?"

Reid sat on the couch with his eyes cast onto the floor. It took him a few moments and a few deep breaths before he could speak again. Did he want to share that story with her, because it would mean he would have to relive that again. Who was he kidding though, because he relived those few days all of the time.

"I'm sorry, Spencer. I shouldn't be asking you this. That's personal stuff that I'm sure you don't want to divulge to a girl you just met."

"No. It's alright." He interrupted. "You are probably going to find out sooner or later and it's best you know." He looked up at her finally. "A while ago we were in rural Georgia. We were going to interview a man named Tobias Hankel about a murder. While we were there I was abducted by him and he kept me hidden for a few days from anyone else. He was a schizophrenic and he had two other personalities that weren't very nice. While I was there I was tortured and drugged by him, and he filmed it all, allowing the rest of my team to watch. He used a narcotic, Dilaudid. Luckily I'm still here today, because I didn't exactly think that I was going to be. I became addicted to the narcotic and it was a struggle afterwards to get over that addiction. Still to this day I sometimes feel that addiction, but I do my best to beat it down."

"I'm so sorry, that must be terrible. You must have a hard time forgetting those few days."

"Yeah it's not easy for anyone to forget something like that, but I have a eidetic memory. It's near impossible for me to forget it."

"When you are held hostage, or get taken by an unsub, or get put in danger by them, do you feel like a failure to your team? When I was in that house, and Mr. Jacobs had that knife to my throat, I thought about you all. That you were going to have to come and save me because I put myself in harms way."

"You didn't know that Mr. Jacobs was the unsub. You were just being the caring person that you are and trying to help that little girl. I'm just glad you were able to talk to him, keep him occupied, so that we could get there in time. You were smart, you did what you could and that's all anyone can ask of you." He readjusted the blanket on his legs. "No one blames you for what happened tonight, and no one is mad at you. Sure, Hotch and Rossi might seem like they were a bit, but it's just them. They have to be that way. They know that it was an accident, an honest mistake. You make mistakes and you learn from them. I bet next time someone asks you to come into their home for something, you are going to make sure that you take another one of us with you, right?"

"Is that an order, Dr. Reid?" Reid gave her a look. "I mean, Spencer."

"It is. There are a lot of sick people out there. That's what we do, we hunt and find the sick people who aren't in the right mindset. You are a beautiful girl and they wouldn't hesitate to take you."

"I promise to think a little bit more before I do something that stupid again."

Ashley smiled and looked over at Spencer.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You said I was beautiful."

"I, um, might have."

Ashley opened her mouth to speak, but decided to leave it be and closed it.

"Well, thanks Spencer, for caring.

"Sure thing. Just remember, if you ever want to talk about anything, I'm always here."

Ashley returned the smile that he gave her. She pulled her legs onto the couch with her and laid her head along the back. Closing her eyes, she tried to get some sleep. She thought about her night, and what had happened. She had been scared, and she wasn't going to lie, it made her question if this was what she wanted to do. She had never been in that situation before. Then she thought about what Reid had told her. All of those stories that he shared with her must have been terrifying to him. If he could make it through all of that and still be doing this job, then she was sure she could make it as well. She was glad that he shared those situations with her tonight, because it allowed her to get to know him better. She realized that she wanted to get to know him even more. She couldn't deny that she found Reid intriguing and she would admit that she found him quite good to look at. She was into him, and she hoped that maybe he could be into her. As she drifted off to sleep, she knew she was in the place she wanted to be.

Well there you have it. The first one shot in this fic. Let me know what you thought in a review, it would be most appreciated.