This is a slash boy on boy. Don't like don't read got it!

What if Spencer was the boy genius and popular? What if he never went to the BAU but became a rock star? What would happen if the BAU was called because three of Spencer's crew were murdered? Read and find out.

"Five minutes Spence!" A man called from the dressing room door.

"Fine Jack, I'll be there in 2.25 I just need to finish my book." The young man, Spencer, said not looking up flipping pages every other word.

"We don't have twenty minutes Spence. You have to be on stage in four." Jack said warily.

"I'm done." Spencer said standing up, brushing his hair out of his face. "Let's go Jack, time to light up the world with my charm and preppy look." He said sarcastically.

"GIVE IT UP FOR THE HEART THROB SPENCER REID!" A voice announced as Spencer took the stage

"SPENCER, SPENCER!" The crowd cheered. Spence smiled and waved to the crowd.

"HOW YOU DOING TONIGHT!" The crowd screamed. "GOOD YOU READY TO SING WITH ME!"

'Broken Pieces, break into me
So imperfectly what you should be
I don't want you to go
Don't wanna see you back out in the cold'

Spencer sat on a stool and closed his eyes.

'Air you're breathing out fades you to gray
Don't run away, find me
I know the battles of chasing the shadows of who you wanna be
It doesn't matter, go on and shatter
I'm all you need
Broken pieces, break into me
So imperfectly what you should be
Lay here, it's safe here,
I'll let you be broken open'

Spencer gripped the shirt he was wearing in his fist

'Hide here, confide here so we can be broken open
Let's enlighten the night
We can fall away, slip out of sight
When you drop your guard
Melt into time, so intertwined, Quiet
I know the battles of chasing the shadows of who you wanna be
It doesn't matter, go on and shatter I'm all you need
Broken pieces, break into me
So imperfectly what you should be
Lay here, it's safe here,
I'll let you be broken open
Hide here, confide here so we can be broken open
Broken pieces, break into me
So imperfectly what you should be
Lay here, it's safe here,
I'll let you be broken open
Hide here, confide here so we can be broken open
Lay here, it's safe here,
I'll let you be broken open
Hide here, confide here so we can be broken open'

"Love is the most difficult thing to find you know that, right?" Spencer asked the crowd. "You may not even know you're in love. You're best friend standing next to you could be so in love with you it hurts but you don't pay attention to them, why?" Spencer said staring at the crowd who was screaming at him. "Because we don't go for the easy and greatest choice, we love to be hurt. I know you know this next one BECAUSE LOVE ISN'T ALWAYS FAIR!" he turned and whipped his hair about as the guitar riffs ripped through the air.

'One look and I am sold
You got me on my knees
You steal all my innocence
A love sick melody'

Spencer dropped to his knees in front of a group of screaming girls

'Take me…

You always want the one that you can't have
'Cause Love Isn't Always Fair
You are the best romance I've never had
'Cause Love Isn't Always Fair

Your kiss a withered rose
Your lips have buried me
Hearts race the moments gone
We shared this fantasy

Take me…'

He was dancing on the stage a blast of fire shot up with a loud boom, Spencer thought he heard another pop but shook his head.

'You always want the one that you can't have
'Cause Love Isn't Always Fair
You are the best romance I've never had
'Cause Love Isn't Always Fair

Kneel and pray for closure baby
This is the ride that we're on, oh
And I'm taking what you give to me
Never want it to stop,
I want it all

In this temporary love'

Spencer was on the cat walk dancing to the solos

'You always want the one that you can't have
'Cause Love Isn't Always Fair
You are the best romance I've never had
'Cause Love Isn't Always Fair

(Woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh…)

Love Isn't Always Fair!'

The concert continued for hours. By the time the show was done Spencer was spent. "GOODNIGHT NEW YORK I LOVE YOU!" He screamed into his microphone and jogged off stage. "Jack is the hotel ready I want to sleep soon?"

"Yeah Spence should be ready, we'll leave as soon as you're ready." Jack said typing something on his PDA. Spencer nodded and walked to his dressing room to grab his bag. "Hey Spence, your stuff should be packed Vanessa's been in there forever."

"Thanks, Jack." Spencer called never turning to look at the man. He turned the knob to the room and pushed the door open. He almost lost his dinner. Blood splattered every inch of the room. He looked around searching for the cause, in the corner was his make-up artist and best friend Vanessa, with a bullet in her head.

"Spencer great show man!" Someone called from further down the hallway.

"JACK!" His voice was loud even in his own ears. "JACK HELP PLEASE SOMEONE CALL 911!" Spencer cried backing away and sliding down the nearest wall. His best friend was murdered.

"Beware who you let close to you Spencer. You're mine." Was painted on his mirror. Vanessa's picture below it. A big bloody X right through her face.